Staying home with a new baby had been a big adjustment. Although I loved being with her all the time, it was different. I had no adults to talk to, no lunch breaks, not even a trip to the bathroom without worrying about her crying while I was gone. At first all she did was sleep and eat and cry. I thought those days would never end.
Finally she started to respond more and more. She could smile; she could coo; she could play. And then, she could sit up. Every day I was watching for signs of mobility. I was ready for her to move, to crawl! But the days passed with no crawling. Yes, she would scoot around. She could roll to toys she wanted. But, when would she crawl?
One day I sat down in the kitchen to eat lunch at the bar while she played on the floor in the living room. I could hear her babbling and every so often I would peek around the corner to see her. I was reading a book as I ate- my lunch break. I paused at one point to check on her. I looked up from my book. Here she came- crawling around the corner!
It was a very special milestone- for her and for me. I knew I was so happy to be at home at home with her. I was glad that I was able to see those special milestones, and I was so thankful that I didn't miss that one!
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