Many parents put a big emphasis on their baby’s first steps. Somehow this seems like a masculine preoccupation to me, more of a “dad” thing than a “mom” thing. I know my dad has probably told me the story of my first steps a thousand times. I don’t know if my mom has even mentioned it once.
All of the hype around first steps led me to think of it as a discrete, definitive moment. Suddenly the baby starts walking! Just like that.
And yet what I’m seeing instead is a tentative and incremental process. Persephone took a single step one day. Another day, another single step. Later we saw her take two steps, extremely halting. Then she’d hunker down and crawl. She did the two-step for a short while. Now she’s up to three steps at a time. Last night I saw her take three steps in a row, three times in a row.
It’s all been great fun, but it’s not what I expected, exactly. Is she walking? Well, yeah, kinda sorta but not really yet.
She’s in the process of learning.