I have had the privilege to watch 3 little baby boys get up on their feet and take off in the world.
I will never forget my oldest. He was 13 months, and I was home for the summer. One July afternoon he finally took off across the morning room. I remember my excitement and how anxiously I tried to catch it all on video. I remember calling my mom to tell her all about it.
It was just as cool with my youngest. He, too, was 13 months old. It was a May afternoon after he had tubes put in his ears that morning. He had taken a few steps here and there, but that day he took off across the living room. I remember calling my dad to tell him about our day of firsts.
With Henry it was different. At 10 months, we came home with Henry's first prosthetic, his lucky leg since it was St. Patrick's Day. His PT began to focus on helping Henry learn how to use it.
|Bringing home Henry's first lucky leg. :)|
|Climbing on tables was our little monkey.|
|Toy to couch. Couch to toy. Toy to couch.|
|Up, up. Look, ma, look what I can do!|
|Future fire fighter. Already our hero.|
|Too cute! How has he grown up so much already?|
|Just giving me that smile when I was trying to get him to walk.|
We tried tricking him to walk by getting him to grab things that we would drop as he held. Got 1 step here, another 1 there. Did you see him take 2 teeny tiny baby steps when I dropped him off at the babysitter? And later in the kitchen? Then we had him walking while using one hand to push the ball popper toy.
So when the fall day came that Henry, 18 months old, finally let go and independently took more than a step across the room, the joy in our house was palpable. I got a video as we made him do it over and over again. We clapped, and I screeched. I sent my sister a text with a video. It was Nov. 16, 2010.
Me: "Here he goes! I cannot figure out how to put this on FB, so I will have to play with it. I had to share in the meantime."
Kelly: "Ah!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Omg!!!!! Go Henry go!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
You see, with each of my other 2 boys I hadn't noticed all of the other steps. I noted when they first pulled themselves up, that first tiny step, and then suddenly they were off. With Henry, there were so many more steps and firsts.
Not once had I doubted that Henry would walk with his brothers, but until he did it still seemed too big to be true. Each baby step carried with it so much hope, so much to celebrate. Now Henry is unstoppable. :)
|Working on steps and improving his posture after he started walking.|