My birthday present to myself was to relax and consciously enjoy my baby.
Her birthday present to me was to start walking. Not her first steps; she’d already taken those, but walking across the room.
In a couple of hours I watched her default setting switch from crawling to walking.
Even when her legs got tired, she preferred holding my finger to being on her hands and knees.
It was a precious afternoon. I’m so excited for her and for all the new adventures that she will now undertake on foot around our house. She’ll be running soon, but I hope it’s a very long time before I lose moments like this:
Sigh. Love this girl.