You took your first steps today. We have been coaxing you to walk for a few weeks now, but you never take our bait in the form of a yellow sneetch or a sparkly blue ball.
We were out in the beautiful sunshine at Choice in Carlsbad. Just you and me.
It’s one of your favorite places (and mine) because there are so many kids to watch and so much space to be free.
I laid out our blanket on the astroturf and we played for a while. We were having a really good and joy filled day that July 13th, 2017.
And then suddenly, without warning, you turned away from me and stood up. Holding your orange sippy cup, teeth gritting together; one, two, three like a drunken sailor and then a gentle tumble.
You did it!! Your very first steps, just your way.
I was so proud of you and I couldn’t stop clapping, smiling and cheering you on. It was absolutely amazing.
I think this monumental moment was one of many to prepare me for the independence and strong-will divinely set deep in your bones. I knew this from the day we had you, though.
The woman next to us took notice of the commotion and commented, “How beautiful. Her first steps here on mother earth.”
Mother turf, I thought, through a smile.
I love that you took your first steps in the wide open air, where you seem most happy and full of life.
Now that you’re off and walking, I wonder where your feet will go?
To the cobblestone streets of Venice?
Up the Eiffel Tower in Paris?
Along the mean streets of Manhattan?
Fluttering through the Mediterranean sea?
Strolling the coastal walk at Bondi Beach?
These first steps are just the beginning of what I hope and pray is a lifetime of endless steps. To new places and familiar ones too.
Thank you for all that you are and all that you are becoming. I love every part of you.
Love and hugs,