let's talk the walk

Sitting on my impatient, 40 weeks, 3 days pregnant behind, I was told repeatedly that my baby would come out when he's ready. The next day I was holding onto my wrinkled newborn, and I found out that babies do pretty much everything on their own terms, when they're ready.

They learn to nurse when they're ready. They lift their heads when they're ready. Roll over when they're ready. Sit when they're ready. Crawl when they're ready.

Carter might not be talking, but he's been adamantly clear with me that he'll start walking when he's good and ready. My secret goal was for him to be walking (heck, I would have even taken partially toddling) by the time his first birthday was here. I've called it a secret goal because
I know better than to pressure him into doing something before he's ready. I had all kinds of impressive little visions of him bobbling around the feet of guests at his first birthday party. His birthday has come and gone; patience is my virtue.

Still, I've encouraged and directed him by trying to show him his capabilities; I stand him up and reach out to him with Oreos, chunks of cheese or random Yo Gabba Gabba figurines balanced on top of my head (If it's any lower than that, he'll plop down and crawl to it). Sometimes he'll make a three step attempt for the Oreo, but ninety percent of the time, he acts annoyed and sits right back down. I feel lucky if I even get him standing. I know he's capable. And I know he's stubborn. I guess I just don't get his reasoning. Maybe he doesn't think he can do it? Or is he lazy? Does he have enough opportunities to practice? Playing with toys does seem like much more important business than trying to get something off the top of your mother's head.

Carter and I were in the Target checkout line yesterday, and after falling victim to his flirtation tactics, the cashier asked how old he was. When I told her he turned one last week, she assumed, I bet he's all over the place.
Well crawling, I told her, not walking.
Shooting him a pity-filled look, she turned to me, Ohhh ... he's one of thooooose.
I looked at her blankly. Then she explained to me that one of her daughters refused to walk until she was 19 months old. I let out an accidental gasp.

Carter and I went home, and I unpacked groceries while he ate green beans and smeared cheese sauce in his hair.
He got down from his highchair, and, that night, I peeled back the top of a new pack of Oreos and carefully stacked three of them on top of my head.


  1. I just wanted to let you know a few things.

    #1. I have a sleeping 2 month old...or should I say 8 week old because it makes me feel better...haha...anyway...I have a sleeping baby laying next to me because of your playlist at the bottom of this page. I play it very often at bedtime and it always knocks him out! So THANK YOU!

    #2. I wish I could keep up with my blog as well as you do your's. I haven't touched this thing in months. O well. I wont feel guilty. I make up for it by having my camera attached to my hip.

  2. I absolutely love this post! I remember when I was trying and trying to get my little girl to walk early, (Something that I now regret!) and then she ended up walking at 8 months and part of me now just wants her to sit down. I hate that I rushed her when she was a baby for my own joy and excitement. I would give just about anything right now to have my almost 18 month old sitting in my lap, not moving, just to hold her without her squirming to the floor to run around. Enjoy it while it lasts, because I'm sure that you already know it flys by.

  3. I feel like I know Carter from youtube LOL. Saw your videos when you first started making them! I love love love your beautiful pictures you take and blogs you write. I can tell you value motherhood. I love that, because I am a mother as well only for 8 months. =-) Voting you to number one daily!

  4. My little guy (who will be 2 next week) didn't start walking until he was 20 months! He got around just fine by walking on his knees and I think he was just being extra cautious, because once he was ready to walk, he just took off and hardly ever fell down. :)

  5. I stand firmly in the camp of "it all happens on baby's schedule" personally. They figure it all out eventually, right? I mean, I haven't seen a five-year-old crawl to kindergarten yet =)

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