Now that Josie's mastered head control, we're moving on to trunk control and learning to sit up. As the constantly caffeinated, Type A, sometimes bossy (thanks Leanne) person that I am, I like to maintain a fast pace and to set the bar high. Moreover, my sister has taught me to never underestimate the "skills and abilities" of an individual just because he or she has Down Syndrome. That being said, this kid oozes potential and I'm not exactly apathetic so between the two of us, we're committed to the ongoing development of her repertoire of "skills and abilities". But even I was surprised when I witnessed today's progress...
The shriek that erupted from my lungs caused Travis to come running!*
*Anyone who knows my husband understands that I've employed hyperbole as a fundamental literary device to help add impact to the story. The reality is that he likely walked at a sensible and moderate pace, all the while wondering what could be so important that I would interrupt him from the ever pressing installation of a new CPU cooler into his computer.
Check it out!
Here I go...
How's that? Not bad for my first try, right?
She's looking off to her left wondering if Ed McMahon had just walked into the bedroom or if my superfluous frenzy could actually be attributed to her impromptu baby yoga pose.
Oh the thrills of parenthood!