My son has officially entered toddlerhood, which is making me wonder how any of us survive that stage and become well-functioning adults.
Watching him learn to walk is both thrilling and terrifying. He’s beyond the tentative steps and is now trying to run, but unfortunately he hasn’t quite figured out that he needs to watch where he’s going. Or that he shouldn’t run while holding large objects. Or that he can’t stand up underneath the dining room table.
Every day, he falls, bumps his head as he tries to walk underneath something, or smacks a body part into a hard object as he’s flailing around. When I drop Peanut off at daycare, I give a “bumps and bruises” report, pointing out any new marks from the last time they saw him. And when my husband or I pick him up, our daycare gives us an update, pointing out any new bruises that happened on their watch.
I want to bubble wrap him. Especially his head.
I know that most kids go through this stage and that it’s completely normal. Walking (and falling) helps him learn spatial awareness, cause and effect, and the fact that when he falls, he should use his hands to break his fall, not his head. But as a parent, it is incredibly nerve-wracking to watch. I’m constantly seeing sharp corners and potential hazards in the world. And since I can’t make the entire world soft and squishy, I keep dreaming about putting Peanut in a protective bubble to save him from himself.
My youngest sister was exactly like Peanut, always running into things or accidentally cutting herself. My mom didn’t leave the house without being armed with band aids and an ice pack. And yet, my sister survived, just as I did. And I know Peanut will to… my nerves may just be shot by the time he’s 2.
So, if you ever see a cute, blond boy running around with a bubble wrap helmet, you’ll know who he belongs to and that the head gear was created out of love.
Hi, I’m Kira. I joined Verity in early 2012 after a seven-year stint as a newspaper reporter. While I never thought my career path would veer off in this direction, I am loving my time at Verity. I recently moved from being a member services representative at the Alderwood Branch to being the marketing coordinator for the credit union.
I’m originally from Texas, but I have lived all over the country and the world, including Boston, Massachusetts, Anchorage, Alaska and Sydney, Australia. But in all my travels, the Pacific Northwest is the only place that has felt like home.
When not at work, I am usually home with playing with my son, husband, dog and three cats. During the rare times I don’t have a to-do list to plow through (and it’s not raining too hard), I can be found digging in the vegetable garden, training for a half-marathon, or grilling in the backyard.