Learning takes Ellie a bit longer than other kids. She's smaller, she has low tone, she works harder to accomplish the same things. Every single time this fact starts to make me sad, she does something to make me proud. And make me laugh. And drive me crazy.
If you read this blog, or if you know me at all, you know I'm big on early literacy. We read books, we use Baby Signing Time and See and Learn, we "write" with chalk, etc. Yesterday, Ellie was a bit fussy after dinner, so we opened up her new chalk. I wrote a big letter "E" and pointed to it, saying, "Ellie, look, an E!" She signed "eat."
According to my cousin, since "eat" starts with "E," it's okay.
|Don't know why she is making this face, but it makes me laugh.|
With Ellie, everything is one little step at a time. She is enjoying walking a little bit more, so we are able to practice more. Ellie still isn't standing on her own, using just one little finger to hold onto the coffee table, a parent, or even a wall. She'll practice walking with Matt or I holding her hands in the baby pool, but only if we're headed for the edge.
Little steps. Little steps. Little steps.
Of course, after physical therapy yesterday, I opened my email to find my marathon training plan for the Marine Corps Marathon in October. My goal is a big personal record. My eyes instantly went to the hardest, longest workout, a 22 mile run in October. I didn't even glance at this week, which has much shorter, much more doable workouts listed.
|Note Ellie's leg-art. Why draw on the sidewalk?|
I do the same thing with Ellie. I look at walking, because it's so obvious and such a "big" milestone, but I often forget to look at other little things. She wants to play upright on her feet. She's making friends. She's bear crawling. She's climbing stairs. Her signing and even the beginnings of speech are developing beautifully. She's a charming person, sometimes overly so.
Ellie won't enter kindergarten still bear crawling, so I don't know why I worry so much.