Monday, February 25, 2008

Top Three Reasons My Life Is Over

It's been a big week for Stellan. He's been tentatively crawling for a while, and definitely liking the standing position when we place him in it. But in the last few days, and I mean that literally, everything has changed. Here are the top three reasons I will never have a moment's peace again.

Exhibit A.
He can get himself standing, and then even slide around. Here is an actual photo of the very first time he got himself from his bouncer (which he never sits in anymore, but loves to stand against) to the couch, which is adjacent.


Exhibit B. He is now so fast at crawling that he's across the house in seconds, not minutes. He has developed a love affair with the blinds in our kitchen and finds them endlessly entertaining. Also he likes minuscule pieces of debris on the floor, cords and cables, the heater, stray papers, the list goes on and on.


Exhibit C. The aforementioned speed of the crawl means that Stellan has become an intrepid explorer. No longer content with his long-established play area in the living room, he darts about the entire downstairs area. The plus side: he entertains himself much more and concerns himself with us much less, resulting in Mommy and Daddy eating meals together and actually getting stuff done. The bad side: we occasionally get so caught up in the stuff we're getting done, we look away from the baby for a few too many seconds and the following happens...


Yes, it's true; today he climbed the stairs for the first time. This is the first time he's even touched the stairs of his own volition, so I thought we had a little more time to prepare (i.e. get a gate). Nope. My academic interest in purchasing the right baby gate became instantaneously urgent this afternoon as I was working on some Girls Camp stuff at the computer and heard a clomping sort of sound. Sure enough, he had gotten himself up one stair and was working for the next. And, as you can see, very proud of himself.


P.S. No need to concern yourselves, we are now in possession of a baby gate. Some wonderful neighbors acted quickly, and I'm sure we have them to thank for the narrow escape of either brain damage (Stellan's) or a massive coronary infarction (mine).

7 comments:

Karen said...

That's my grandson!

D said...

SO cute! Now you get to discover the meaning of baby proofing (removing everything not baby centered at least two feet off of the floor- until he is walking more and then it goes to 3 feet). Such fun!

oh stairs... They seem to be really good at going up them and not so good at coming down them for a long time. My cousin taught her kids to slide down them on their bellies. That doesn't look like a good plan for your stairs. :)

MELISSA said...

Hahaha. Oh my. Toddlerhood in full force!

May the Powers of Parenthood, Grandparenthood, and Babysitterhood unite!!!!!

Jefe said...

Whoa, he's a walker. That's crazy....jeeze

deannah said...

You have my sympathies! It's so fun as they get older, but it's so much easier when they don't move. Baby proofing is glorious - it'll let you relax again!

michelle said...

That Stellan is sure lookin' good these days- those were some cute pictures!

Grandma Maggie said...

It doesn't look to me as if your life was over. It looks like it is just beginning. At least I feel that my REAL life started when I had children.