I've debated about blogging on the topic of walking for quite some time. It's a sensitive subject in this household and because this is my little world where I can say what I want, I decided that I'm going to.
Drew is not walking yet. And he is 14 months old.
I realize that the norm for children to start walking is between 12 and 15 months and I realize that we have another month before we are out of that norm. The problem, however, is the societal pressure that is weighing on my shoulders and the headache I'm causing myself with my competitive nature. It's frustrating seeing 9 and 10 month olds walking on facebook and hearing of friends babies who are "
finally" walking at a year old. I try to keep telling myself that I didn't start walking until I was 15 months old and am just fine. I also remind myself of the old wives tale that babies who walk too early become bowlegged.
None of it helps.
It goes much past the frustrations above as my mind begins to race. Have I already failed Drew and put him on the 'slow' path to learning everything? Was there more we could have done to help encourage walking? Is it my fault? I understand that some of you might think this all sounds ridiculous, but I am being honest with myself. Walking is a big deal to me and seems to become bigger each day that passes with Drew crawling on the ground.
The boy can stand. Oh he can stand forever in one spot if you leave him there and sometimes we'll get one step forward, but the kid looks scared out of his mind. About a month ago, we got him taking 2-5 steps in between us and were super excited as we thought walking was on the horizon. Little did we know that about a week later, we were done with that fun and he would just sit when you let go of his hands. The kid loves nothing more than walking with his Dino and other walkers, but for some reason he gets scared when he's not holding on to anything.
Judging eyes don't help either.
My kid is big. And very tall and when we're at the mall and a shorter 24 month old walks up to him, I can feel the parent looking at me with judging eyes wondering what is wrong with my child. I've joked with friends that I'm going to make a shirt that says "I'M ONLY 14 MONTHS OLD!", but in the back of my mind, I'm partially serious. It would be so much easier if he was a tiny kid, or if I didn't care about what others think, but neither of these are true. He's big. And I care. And that's a formula for mental disaster.
So there. For anyone who is wondering about this milestone, there you have it. Drew isn't walking and we're not sure when it will happen. He is happy and healthy though and that's all that matters. Err.... well all that
should matter anyway.