I cannot keep up with Freddy anymore. This kid is in some kind of a rush. I should have known I’d have my hands full when he started commando crawling at 5 months. At 6 months he was full on crawling, at 6.5 months he was pulling himself up on whatever he could find (including the back of my legs as I was making dinner and had to call for Chris to come help me in a panic since I couldn’t move) and now at almost 7 months he’s pulling himself up and cruising along furniture. He’s just so busy all the time. He reminds of of the rabbit in Alice and Wonderland. Sometimes it’s like the compulsion is beyond his control. When I’m nursing him, if he’s overtired, he squirms left and right and then rolls over onto his stomach while trying to maintain a latch which results in me yelping in pain and him getting frustrated. “Mom, all I want is to lie on my stomach to eat, why you gotta stop me?”. Changing his diaper has become a nightmare. It’s like wrestling an alligator. Each diaper change/clothes change ends with Chris or I covered in sweat and frustrated. I thought Henry had moved quickly as a baby but compared to Freddy, Henry was slow. Henry only started crawling around 8-9 months and even then it was a laboured crab walk thing. Freddy can move pretty quickly and crawls perfectly on his hands and knees. I was kind of hoping he wouldn’t be mobile for our trip to Mexico in January but it looks like that won’t be the case. While on our honeymoon, there was a popular song in Ireland called “Can’t Stop Moving” by Sonny J and I feel it’s Freddy’s mantra. “Can’t Stop Moving, Can’t Can’t Stop Moving, Can’t Stop Moving, I Can’t Keep Still”. Who knows, maybe he was a shark in a previous life and this is a survival thing…
Lock all the gates and put away all the tiny toys, I’m coming!
The first time he pulled himself up he was just as shocked and confused as we were. It was like “woah, did you know we could do this with our bodies?”
