My little boy pulled himself up today 😀 I could not be prouder. I could not be sadder to see his potbelly go. I also could not be more afraid of how baby-ready my house is not. Well, I could probably be more afraid, but I’m probably a six out of ten.
He was at my parents place, playing on the floor, as per usual. He’s been getting a lot stronger in the last few days (literally) and since this morning, he’s been pulling up on his knees. Something he’s probably been able to do for a long while, but just hasn’t really cared to. He’s always been a bit like that. Only rolled at 6.5 months, only sat at…maybe 8 months? Only started crawling on his hands and knees in the last week, so thats about 11.5 months. He’s a chubby baby who is happy to sit like a bump on a log and pat the floor. However, he grabbed onto my parents’ ottoman/hassock/whatever and yanked up onto his knees, then got his little feet under him and gave a big push. All the way to standing! He looked around, making sure everyone caught it, then sat his little bum down and didn’t do it again for the rest of the evening. Its like his little way of saying “Don’t stress, mom. I can do it. I’m not behind, I’m just content.” Such a breath of fresh air for me.