Pumpkin rolled over at four months, Peanut at three. At that point, we assumed our little Peanut would achieve most of her milestones earlier than her sister did, because she’d have her big sister to keep up with. But the rolling over has turned out to be, so far, the only thing.
By her first birthday, Pumpkin had taken a few steps here and there, and at a little older than 13 months she really started walking, once she learned to stand up without holding onto anything.
By Peanut’s first birthday, she wasn’t doing any sort of walking. But I think, for the second one, they seem more like a baby than the first one did at the same ages, because now you have a big one around, too, maybe? In any case, it didn’t seem like a big deal. We knew kids all do things at their own pace and we weren’t worried. By her 15-month check-up, she hadn’t taken any independent steps yet. She would stand at a little table or push a walking toy or cruise along the couch. Her pediatrician said it was possible she would need physical therapy, but she wanted to wait until 18 months and reevaluate.
At 17 months, she took her first steps. I stood her up on the floor, back leaned against the couch, and she took three or four steps and then fell into my arms. These few steps here and there went on for a few weeks.
She turned 18 months, and we left for a trip to Northern California and Nevada. While at Lake Tahoe, I reminded her that it was at this lake on Labor Day weekend 2012 that her sister figured out how to stand on her own, practicing in the sand over and over. (No pressure.)
She didn’t try standing in the sand that day, but the day after we got home, I was cleaning up the dinner table and looked into the living room to see her practicing all on her own – backing up to the couch, taking a few steps, falling down, repeating. It was so cute. It was only another day or two before she figured out how to stand, in the middle of the floor, not holding on to anything.
We’re still not certain she won’t need physical therapy – she tends to point her right foot outward and also lean on the inside of the foot – but we are thrilled she is walking on her own. And underscoring the sentiment that it takes a village, when I took her to school on Thursday (on a day I was giving notice that her sister would be leaving the school to start pre-K elsewhere, of all days!) Peanut walked all the way down the hallway from Pumpkin’s classroom to her own. She stumbled a few times, but got back up and kept going. And along the way, teachers began stepping out of their classrooms to watch her and cheer her on. They were as excited for her as I was, it was quite touching, and a reminder of what an important role they have in my kids’ lives.