Calvin will be 17 months on Saturday and no, he still isn't walking or talking, at least he isn't saying anything we recognize, yet. But, Calvin is making progress. He's finally getting into everything. He's been fascinated with doors for a long time, but now he's able to open all the cabinet doors and take everything out. Sometimes he even goes in.
I have now seen Calvin pull up to his feet once. Only once. He pulls up to his knees lots and is so proud that he can see over the top of his crib. Can you see the pride?
He even gets his foot in there, but won't pull all the way up. He's starting to babble more and more, which is good. He just laughs at me when I say, "Mama". Sometimes he says, "Da da da da da". And sometimes even, "Bu bu bu bu". I think he's toying with me. He tries to wave now by sticking his arm straight out. Hey, it's progress. Calvin is operating on his own timetable. I'm just going to enjoy each accomplishment. He does.
- I'm an on-the-run mom to 6 kids who studied and taught exercise science in a previous life. I love all things running, nutrition, and health-related. I usually run at zero dark thirty in the morning and am often quite hungry before, during, and after my run, but I live a rich, full, blessed life with my children, family, and friends. My faith in God is my anchor, and looking to Him and His promises allows me to live fully even when life circumstances are difficult. While running gives me an appetite, my desire is to hunger and thirst for righteousness more than for physical food.