Trip, Stumble and Fall

I didn’t think anything could be more terrifying than those early newborn days when I thought I would snap Spencer’s arm off trying to get it in to a sleeve hole or that his neck would wobble too hard if I didn’t hold him just so. I realize now that he was sturdier than I thought and this is a lesson I need to remember right now for he has reached the stage where he can pull-up to standing on furniture, but doesn’t have enough balance or common sense to stay there forever. He is letting go, first with one arm, now with two, but he can’t always stay upright.

His new favorite spot.

I am battling between wanting him to learn some natural consequences and wanting him to not crack his head open on the hardwood floors. I am so proud and so tense all day. I know I need to let him fall so he will learn, but right now I am working on guiding him to falling on his nicely padded, cloth diapered bottom. It is just exhausting. I am sure it is not helping that I am the only parent home, so I don’t get a break chasing him around the house.

What? I didn't knock everything off the chair!

It is awesome watching him learn and build skills. Spencer tends to move with purpose, leading with either his tongue or his hands. Once he pulls up on something, he pats ans pats his hands on the top. Or licks it.  Still a lot of licking going on.  I know with each tumble he is learning and with each tentative step he is gaining balance. At this point, my main goal is just keeping him from hitting his head on the wood floor from standing upright. That should be easy enough. Right?

Me? Fall? Never.

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