This weekend was a big one for Linnaea. Of major note, she’s now crawling.
She has been up on her hands and knees doing the rocking thing for quite awhile now, as you are all well aware (and if not, then you have some catching up to do), but she hadn’t quite put all of the pieces together for forward locomotion. She could rock hard enough to scoot her play yard. She could slide backwards. She could even move forward with her knees and one arm, and then stretch her body out, inchworm fashion. On Saturday, she finally went a full cycle of knees and hands. But that was pretty much it, one cycle and then stretch out on tummy.
Sunday got off to a weird start for the parental-types, neither feeling too well. Linnaea, however, was a bundle of happy cuteness and ready for action. She made it pretty obvious to me from the get go that she wasn’t interested in lying down. After a bottle she pleaded to jump in her Jumperoo, and I conceded. After a while, it became evident that she needed a new diaper. I brought her to her room and put her in her crib while I picked out some clothes for her to wear. While I was changing her she began rubbing her eyes, indicating fatigue and that maybe I could get her to take a nap. So back into the crib she went. As is our custom when I put her to bed, we played for a little while. But the pre-nap festivities weren’t going to play out per custom.
From her hands and knees, Linnaea backed herself into a sitting position. She does this all the time, actually, but she doesn’t ever get herself upright – she is on her butt but leaning on one hand. This time, she sat all the way up. By herself. In the middle of her crib. She was quite pleased with herself, as was daddy, but she wasn’t finished. She leaned out for the bars of the side of the crib, and slowly began to pull herself up. One at a time, she reached her hands further up the spindles until she could grab the top rail. Then, with much effort, she gathered her feet beneath her and stood up. Again, by herself. She was very, very pleased. A happy little girl, standing at the side of her crib, surveying her demesne.
So, perhaps it came as little surprise when later that evening she figured out the crawling thing for real. It’s still hard work for her, and she will cheat with her stretch move when she is in range of an object, but she has figured out that she can remain on all-fours and proceed to navigate whatever horizontal surface she is on. I think that she is going to have a lot of fun crawling around, but I think it will be but a momentary distraction in her endeavor to walk.
So about this “baby-proofing” thing…
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She’s gone mobile! soon she’ll learn to sprint-crawl to things that she’ll calculate she could reach before you can run to stop her. This move is usually followed with a grasp and hand to mouth motion or a grasp and pull motion. If your quick enough and time things right you should be able to stop things from actually contacting the inner mouth surfaces or landing on top of an unsuspecting cranium.
About this time I remember learning the subtle difference between playing quietly and mischievous quiet :)
Ah, yes. Mischief. Beginning to make itself known ’round these parts.
Perhaps that should be her new nickname: Miss Chief.