She's already ready, already. I can't stand it, my baby is almost walking. She completely skipped the crawling stage. Actually, refused the crawling stage. She still won't. She'd rather perfect her walking skills, and she is darn proud of 'em. Yesterday she took 4 unsupported steps before plunging into my arms. The look of accomplishment on her face was priceless.
It seems that with the PB, time has flown. I feel like she hasn't had as much attention as the J did his first year. He was more "advanced" by her age. He was signing at her age, crawling, and "talking" more. I've realized today, that she will manage just fine. She will learn to walk, talk, eat, all by herself when she is ready.
I won't rush any of it. I will enjoy every step, at any pace.
