Hello Dearest Baby,
Well, it seems you sensed January was going to be a big change for us and you decided I couldn’t miss your first steps. So one day you just decided to step away from the couch, take a few steps, before your wobbly baby legs collapsed into a giggly heap on the floor. Since then you’ve decide walking is actually a game and you’ll “play” for ages, taking a few steps, falling, crawling back to where you started and then starting again!
You know that baby down the road? Well, apparently he is now “running and talking properly!”. If we’re lucky, maybe one of these days he’ll just keep on running, having asked for directions to Disney World or something, then we won’t hear about him again for a while. It could happen.
You still don’t say any words but you do point at absolutely everything, which is great! Even with your little diva-esque tantrums I mostly know what you want, which saves my ears from ringing all day long.
Mind you, no amount of pointing has helped you open the kitchen cupboards with the locks on them. You yank them open as far as you can, then you put your hand in and try to pull out the Mr Muscle… Then I hear you scream because it’s stuck and your mission has failed. My poor ears.
This month you’ve learnt how to climb the sofa and stand up without support. Complete with a big cheeky grin you wait for either Daddy or I to come running for you and you’ll try to bolt completely off it with an excited squeal. Our blood pressures have never been so adventurous!
I went back to work again last week and I was really worried about how it would affect you. Surprisingly, you don’t seem that bothered, even getting up at 4am to help me “build up” to the day. At least I think that’s why you got up so early on my first day back! I know you’re only trying to help but it’s ok if you want to sleep till 8am. Really!
Until next time baby… Mwah!