The baby is officially mobile and I am officially losing my mind.
So, Waffle can crawl now. It started as a cute inchworm-type of sliding across the floor, but about 2 weeks ago he learned how to get his arms and legs moving to propel himself forward at the speed of light. He also can pull himself to a standing position, climb stairs, and shove pieces of lint he picks up off the floor into his mouth in 0.00005 seconds flat. I am pretty sure if I didn't dye my hair on a regular basis I would be half gray. I am 100% sure that every single wrinkle on my face has been caused by these two hooligans, especially the worry lines between my eyes. (So sorry I ever made fun of you for those, Mum.)
Waffle thinks he can walk. The very first time he stood up against the couch, he immediately followed that feat with a perfect half turn and his first step out into nothingness. I barely caught him before he did a faceplant. You would think he would have learned from that first failure, but he is not one to give up! EVERY.SINGLE.TIME. he stands up holding onto the furniture, he tries to let go and walk. When I grab his hands to steady him, he tries to bat me away and whines like I'm cramping his style.
I'm sorry, Mr. Daredevil. I refuse to let you get stitches before your first birthday.
My daughter has been a huge help these days. Waffle requires a LOT of chasing after, and she is great at doing this. He actually looks like she is herding a sheep when she stands in front of him and tries to make him veer off in a different direction. It is completely adorable, and it is those times that I know I was correct in assuming she would make a great big sister. She loves that kid to death. She sings to him, dances for him, makes fart noises that make him laugh...she is his biggest fan ("Look, Mommy, he learned a new trick!!") and his best friend.
Some mornings I am absolutely drained when I get home from work, but seeing these two cuddling on the couch watching Paw Patrol or Yo Gabba Gabba while blowing raspberries at eachother and giggling seriously makes my entire life.
Thank you for being the best kids ever.
Momma loves you both always always.
Mother and wife by day, psych RN by night. So many different ways to view life. I try to take everything in and be very slow to judge.