On my own

The clock is ticking... Faster than some might want (all the grown ups who think I am growing up too fast) and the pressure is on to WALK. So far I feel like all my developments have been advanced or right on target. I rolled over early, I sat on my own right on time, and now I'm pulling myself up to a standing position right on time. The guides all say babies can start walking by nine months. I hit that mark in two weeks. So my chances of walking before schedule look slim.

So it's time to cowboy up. No more play time for me. I'm hard core. So today, I decided it was time to stand on my own. Little by little right? It's all a confidence thing now. I have the muscle strength to do it, I just need to DO IT.

So today, I took the risk. I let go.

Hey, what do you know? I can do it!!! I was standing without holding on to anything!!! So what do I do? I looked at mom and clapped! Which of course made me fall over. If you fall off a horse, do you get back on or do you hide in the barn (cough, cough MOM cough, cough). I got back on that horse! So up I went again... I did this over and over! And sure enough I was able to stand on my own! By this time, my mom caught on what I was doing and was sitting in front of me cheering me on.

At one point, I started to fall forward. But instead of reaching out to Mom, I moved one of my feet to catch my fall! And I stayed upright!!! I looked up to Mom, but she said I couldn't count it as walking. She said I just stopped my fall. I argued that it was walking and that she doesn't know what she is talking about.

I'll try again tomorrow. I got too weeks to be in the "advanced" placement. Positive thinking, I can do it. I can do it. I can do it.