Should I be worried that my 9 month old isn’t crawling? This and variations of this phrase have been
typed into internet searches whenever I have a spare moment to obsess over the
fact that my little boy is falling behind on his developmental goals. I know I shouldn’t let this particular one
bother me because the range is so wide for when babies actually accomplish this
task, but it still bothers me. My little
one is the only one in his entire class who isn’t crawling. It’s so sad…and he wants to crawl or be
mobile anyway.
On a more positive note about his accomplishments, I decided
to roll a ball to him a couple weeks ago and he rolled it right back to
me…again and again. He knew exactly what
he was doing and had remarkable control over it. Now he tries to roll every toy that comes his
way. It is very cute. I think he’s already a sports fan.
We are also beginning to show some very serious interest in
daddy. When daddy leaves the room, we
cry. When daddy hands him over to mommy,
we cry. When daddy drops him off at
daycare, we cry. Of course neither of us
wants to see him upset, but daddy can’t help but feel a little honored that he
is on the receiving end of so much attention.
Since overall the amount of time my husband spends with my son is significantly
less that the time I spend with him, it is both nice to see my son asking him
for more time and also nice to see that he has no confusion about the fact that
this somewhat elusive adult in his life is a big part of it.
We have been enjoying a very long stretch of nearly flawless
nights. No middle of the night wakeups,
and generally sleeping until 6:15/6:30am on his own, as well as going to sleep
at night with little or no crying. It
has been wonderful. My days of waking up
2-3 times per night are a distant memory, and I’m already spoiled with this new
schedule.
Our 9 month well visit is today. I’m excited to speak to the doctor about our
inability to crawl, but my guess is she will tell me he’s perfectly fine and
not to worry, he will crawl when he is ready.
