Benny, at almost 7 months, moves.
And he moves a lot.
Started with slithers backwards, turning over and getting stuck, rolling, humping, pouncing (with growling), climbing, pulling.
Needless to say, to leave him on the bed, or anywhere alone would be dangerous.
The other day, as he dozed off to dreamland (or so I thought), I got up and answered a phone call in the other room. I didn't dare disturb him coz naptime equals Dee time, for shower, food, and net (busy busy is good good!).
In less than two minutes, I entered back into the room to find Ben awake, on the corner of our queen-sized bed, on his knees and with his hands on the arm of the rocking chair by the bed...giddy and bouncing with a big grin on his face as if he were saying, "Mum!! There you are!!"
I ran (four steps from the door to the bed) and grabbed him in panic that another second away could mean another fall..more painful than the previous one!
Safe and in the bed, we played and fed until he napped again after. Phew! Fearless Benicio.
In other news....
it has been 12..yes twelve days since Benny has seen daddy-o.:( Because I am mad, holding back and not communicating. But B has also not tried to see us, or at least Ben. No call, no text, no asking if he could come visit (Sometimes I wish he were somewhere around spying on us at least.).
Can't comprehend how he could stay away this long. *sigh*
oh well..if he did come, i don't know how i'd act or what i'd say anyway. Just pondering.