My not-quite-six-month-old daughter Katie is learning to crawl.
She's been learning to sit up on her own for the last two or three months. For months now, when we've put her down on her tummy, she's lifted her head and done push-ups with her arms. I've checked around, and apparently six months is a very normal time for babies to learn to crawl. I should have expected this, and I did. I just didn't expect it yet.
As of this week, Katie is working nearly constantly. By the time I've gone into her room to get her in the morning, she's already up on her hands and knees, rocking her whole body back and forth, smiling happily. When my husband or I put her down on the bed or floor, she flips over almost immediately, then pushes up and starts rocking. If she's sitting up, she leans forward until she is lying face down, then pushes up and rocks.
When we change her diaper, she spends the whole time grabbing onto the side of the changing pad, trying to flip herself over onto her belly so that she can start rocking again. We're a little stunned by how suddenly this has happened, and how quickly she's progressing.
Katie doesn't go much of anywhere yet, but it's obvious to me that sometime very soon, my baby will be GOING PLACES!
I'm so proud of her, and it makes me so happy to watch her pushing and rocking and smiling. When I'm watching Katie, it makes sense to me (in a way it never has before) that we believe our children can do
anything they want to do. Katie is determined to crawl. She will not quit. She will do this, by God, no matter how long it takes!
Will you understand if I tell you that I am also a little bit heartbroken? That every day, at some point when she is pushing and rocking, I am struck anew by how quickly time is passing? Only six months old, and already our little daughter is starting the lifelong journey that will lead her to independence and away from her father and me.
Only a few days ago, she needed us to retrieve toys that were a foot away from her; now she can get them on her own. And as happy as I am that Katie is growing and persisting and thriving and learning, there is a part of me doesn't really want her to go any places at all unless she gets there in my arms. A part of me just
wants to hold on to my six-month-old baby forever.
Most of me knows that progress is good. I guess I'll just hope that she lets me go places with her for a long time.
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