The Boy is fifteen months old and doing well. Most of the time I shrug it off, but it bothers me a bit that he will not walk on his own yet. He has toy walkers and our kitchen stools which he will push anywhere and at any time. When he is outside he can go down hills and can push those things anywhere he wants to go. I know he is fine... and yet he will not let go.
Today we had a pediatrican visit where we proved that cognitively he is doing well because he new exactly where he was. For any with sensitive ear drums this was not a good thing. Our pediatrician does a great job with him which sometimes includes a variety of wrestling holds in order to get all things checked. He is not a fan.
The moment of truth came when she had him squawling in her arms after the exam and she said to The Boy, "Let's see how you move when desperation is your motivation."
She put him facing towards me with his feet on the floor.
Once he tried to get down to crawl and she pulled him back up.
Twice he tried to get down to crawl and she pulled him back up.
On the third time when his feet hit the floor he RAN five steps to his Mommy!
He is now zonked out upstairs in his crib... I think I am soon to follow.
My nerves are SHOT!