Avery has taken her first crawling steps. Oh. Dear. Motherofgod. Life as I know it is now and forever over. I might as well give up sitting all together because lord knows I’m never going to get to do that again.
Eirinn was on the early end of normal with her mobility, including rolling, sitting up, crawling, standing up, cruising, walking, running, two-foot jumping, somersaulting, table dancing. Not abnormally early, but early-ish. She started rolling at 4 months and hasn’t stopped moving since. And I’m not bragging, I’m fishing for sympathy.
When Avery rolled right at 4 months also, I thought “here we go again.” But when 7 months came and went and she hadn’t shown any signs of sitting up or crawling, like Eirinn had at that age, I thought I might be in the clear. And I was for nearly two months. But in the last three days, at almost 9 months, Avery has started to crawl short distances, has pushed and pulled and grunted her way into a sitting position, and has pulled herself up at the coffee table. Well. This had to happen at some point. I didn’t think it was going to happen all at once, but it has.
So, I’m looking for free booze. Free booze or child restraints. Whatever you can send.