Learning to Crawl and other miscellany

The baby is reaching a stage where he gets bored easily. He no longer likes his exersaucer (baby jail + toys). He really hates his swing and will reach out and grab the bar to stop it from swinging. Even blocks aren’t so entertaining. I was a little wary of dragging out the Fisher Price barn, but honestly, he loved it. He chewed on the animals (which were too large for him to choke on), used the plastic white fence as a teething toy, pushed the animal noise buttons, spun the weather vane…there was so much to play with, that he entertained himself for about half an hour.

He isn’t crawling yet, my poor little beached whale. He rolls onto his stomach and writhes around, wiggling his tush and flailing. Sometimes, if he’s lucky, he can push himself backwards, but in general, he struggles until he gives up and starts howling. I’ve found that the kitchen floor is good for crawling practice since the linoleum has less friction than the carpet. He’ll shove himself backwards until he gets stuck at the dishwasher or the refrigerator.

I am very afraid of the moment when he finally figures it out. My firstborn did the combat crawl when he learned how, at 10 months old. Poor kid looked like he’d been shot in the leg, from the way he used his arms and elbows to haul the rest of his limp body around. Then again, he was almost twenty pounds, and he had a lot of weight to pull. He didn’t crawl in the traditional manner until much later, around a year old.

I think my little man will probably crawl in a matter of weeks. He has the ability, just not the coordination. And when he does…I am so hosed.