Nourishing Milestones

Helping moms nourish their baby's growth and development

I Can Stand If I Want To
Posted by GFunkified on Sep. 16, 2013 at 12:00 AM

She crawls to the table, looks around, grabs the top edge, and pulls. She is UP! She is standing, and she can see so much more of the world than she ever thought possible.

A pant leg is no match for the stubbornness of a baby that has more to see, so much more to do. It's the perfect tool, attached to grandpa's belt, to hoist her up to standing and beg for a spot on his lap. From there, a baby can listen to a story of days gone by and adventures of a young man so many years ago, while tugging on his beard and giggling at his startled face.

Standing is just one step in the journey to learning to walk, and like some developmental milestones, it just seems to happen when the time is right. My baby didn't falter when she was ready....she grabbed hold and just stood. It's not like walking, when she might take a step or two, realize what's happening, get scared, and sit back down. As soon as she was up, she was holding on tightly and not letting go until she was ready. Now, standing on her own, without holding on to something, took a little more practice.

Standing is the milestone that forces yet another layer of baby-proofing in your house. When it happens, not only do you have to get down on the floor and look at a room through a baby's eyes to see uncovered electrical outlets, cords, or other floor-level dangers, but you have to quickly notice the unsecured furniture, the sharp corners, the easily-tipped lamps, and the higher-up risks.

It won't be long after standing that a baby starts to creep around furniture and eventually, walk. But for a while, she will take advantage of her newfound height to cause all sorts of (stationary) trouble, like reaching for candy on the coffee table and begging to be picked up by tugging on those pant legs.

GFunkified About GFunkified: I am a stay at home wife and mom of four kids. I have a Master's in business, but that doesn't help figure out how to get my kids to keep their clothes on. I live in the Kansas countryside, and try my best to keep the chaos contained.