Sure, I see the good in Nate accomplishing something new. I rejoice in it for a few seconds as I watch him tackle something he’s never done before – but then those seconds quickly pass and the smile of delight turns to a smile of fear as I think about what this new “thing” is going to mean for me.
How selfish right? Well, I can’t help it. When you’re already continually telling the little man to stop standing on the tall chairs, stop turning on the bathtub faucet while I’m trying to dry my hair, stop diving off the couch without any pillows on the floor, stop standing on the gate that’s keeping you from falling down the stairs… I just had all of those constants kind of under control (I mean, as far as keeping my sanity while having to worry about the usual dangerous stuff he’s up to). Now though, I have to add him climbing into the crib and flipping over the top of it and him opening doors to the list.
The door thing is pretty manageable because we have those baby proof door knob covers and locks on the doors – it’s just Nia can’t open them and one of the doors that has to be secured is for her bathroom. Now, every time she has to make a quick run for the potty she needs to scream for me and I have to drop whatever it is I’m doing to get the little key and unlock the door.
What’s so sweet about the whole door opening thing is that he is still so tiny. He has to stand on his tiptoes and kind of turn the knob back and forth until he finally turns it just enough so it opens. The first time he did it Nia and I were in her room and all of a sudden – there’s Nate busting in! He was laughing and we were screaming and scrambling to pick up all her little toys – it was a really fun moment but like I said – soon after it passed I began to think of a way to keep this new thing from being more stress for me. We’ll see – if it’s not that it will be something else! I mean, wait until he can open the gate to the stairs! Then, I’ll really be running around!
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