My baby girl, almost 13 months, is finally starting to walk! She took her first steps a few weeks ago but hasn't really gotten up the courage to try again, until just a couple of days ago. And last night, she walked 11 steps on her own....we were all cheering and she was so proud of herself.
I'm really glad...because now that the weather is cooler and I'm dressing her in pants, all that crawling around sure gets her dirty and covered with Monty hair, not to mention is hard on the pants.
Oh, and in case you're interested, she is fully weaned, as of about 2.5 weeks ago. This child just got tired of nursing. I guess I consider myself blessed, because it can be terribly difficult to wean a child that is not ready when you are (so I've been told, none of my kids have been much interested in nursing past about 12 months). But I can't deny that it was like a little stab in the heart one afternoon as I asked her if she wanted her "nursies" and she looked up at me with those big blue eyes, shook her little head, and distinctly said, "Uh uh".
She did continue humoring me for a few more days, as I could tell she was very reluctant to nurse but would for a few seconds to "do her duty", but as soon as I stopped, there were no complaints and I think she was relieved to no longer have the pressure.
I have friends that have no fondness for nursing and do it just for the health of their baby and can't WAIT until it's over......not me. Despite the occasional inconveniences of it, I love the bond that nursing creates and I love the time it gives me to cuddle my baby one on one. It's a very precious stage of life in my mind, one I will cherish the memories of forever.