Recently I seemed to have run into a whole flock of almost and recently turned one year olds- all of whom can walk! Casting aside the girls walk sooner theory, it seems to be that most kids these days seem to be in a rush to get moving. After all there is a whole new world out there; the plugs are closer, the shelves are lower, everything is within walk or tip toe reach except of course when the mom is looking. Then the stealth plans are launched. Of silent ninja like movements when the parents’ backs are turned. One second and suddenly a whole room has been scaled in order to reach the current object of desirous exploration- from a kid who can barely toddle along otherwise. When there’s a will….so, everyone seems to be on solo mission- except Nadi it seems.
Having started hiking himself up at 10 months and then walking around holding a finger soon after at 11, everyone was sure he would be walking by his first birthday. He seemed like such a pro. The question du jour is whether he is walking yet, and my answer has evolved from explanations to how he holds onto things to walk to a simple and concise, no he isn’t. But he is almost 15 months old, comes the astonished reply, and he looks so confident at walking along and at balancing himself. I agree, he does but he still won’t let go of the finger. And if he does, or you take it away he will remain standing absolutely still for a minute and then slowly lower himself to the ground and sit.
I can’t bring myself to worry, even though people around me are damn right trying their best to make me panic. I mean when did you last meet ‘someone who never learnt HOW to walk? Walking happens, whatever the timing. Perversely, and I am defintely going to be mom-tracized for saying this, I like the fact that he is still somewhat physically dependent on me. I like how he looks to me and demands my finger when he wants to walk, sometimes with impatience and sometimes with request. I know, I know, independence and walking milestones are both great but it comes around eventually anyways whether you try for it or not, in some measure, so why not just enjoy this little phase of my baby boy needing me to get around?