Months ago, before the holidays even came around, I predicted that Noah would walk by Valentine's Day. Surely, he'd make it by then, right?
That gave him over 14 months to become a walker. I thought it was a realistic (and generous) expectation.
Well, the day has come and almost gone and we still have a very content crawler.
We see signs that he's getting closer, but the idea of letting go of everything is still just a little too scary.He's just a big, heavy kid and this mommy is anxious to do some hand holding as her little buddy walks instead of all of this carrying!
Now I guess I'll hope for progress before St. Patrick's Day. He's definitely in big trouble if I have to wait until Easter!