I knew this day would come. I envisioned it and prepared for it. But I'm still not ready for it. It's exciting to see Allie toddle around our house. I know she is so proud of herself. When she walks slowly I'm amazed at how far she can go. At times she gets excited and will go fast, only to fall and smack her head or face on the floor. Most of the time she will only whine for a minute and then she's up and gone again.
Today, Allie was a tad bit cranky...you'll know what I mean when you watch. She had previously fallen on her face and I'm guessing she was still a little bit upset out it. That darn hardwood floor!
The excitement I have for her walking, also comes with fear. I had another "I'm a HORRIBLE mom" moment yesterday. I ran upstairs to grab the computer so Allie could video chat with her dad. I heard some whining downstairs...but I know that Allie is unhappy when I leave her alone. I walked out of my bedroom and there she was...UPSTAIRS walking down the hallway! I couldn't believe it! I was in shock! She climbed the stairs all by herself. I actually had to stop and think a moment...did someone carry her up here? I was so proud of her for about a millisecond...then my heart sank when I realized what COULD have happened to her. She COULD have fallen all the way down and cracked her head open. She COULD have gotten a concussion. I felt TERRIBLE! Lesson learned for me...I will NEVER leave her alone again...unless she is in baby jail (aka: the pack-n-play). I will never forgive myself. The big guy upstairs was really looking out for Allie.
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