Not only has The Standard recently relocated to a new location at 182 Northport Rd. (Unit 10). But, more importantly, my daughter Abbileen has recently started walking. And running. And climbing.
Although my wife Kate and I have had plenty of time to get ready for this since she started crawling when we stopped in Morgantown, West Virginia on our summer vacation, Abby’s transformation to mobility still has caught me by surprise.
It took a few months to get there, since she took her first steps with a walker when her Auntie Laurel and Uncle Jan were staying with us this past summer on vacation from England.
When scouring for information, it was often repeated that every child crawls differently, and Abby was no exception. Following in proud tradition of her Aunt Shelby and Uncle Brandon, most times Abby’s version of crawling involved a sort of scooting, where she’d sit on her bum, and pull herself across the floor.
Always the brains of our operation, Kate had the foresight to record her in action to preserve the memory when she inevitably asks about her unique style.
Since the day she was born, Abby has been the consummate busy baby, and Kate and I are convinced that part of the reason she chose this manner of crawling was to ensure that she was always able to have one hand free.
As regular readers of this column, already know the past 14 months have flown by for us, and that has only sped up further in these first few weeks of regular walking. We could barely keep up with Abby when she was crawling. Now that she is not only walking, but also running, it has constantly kept us on our toes.
As is the case with her dad, keeping socks and shoes on our little girl have been a constant struggle. But now, she’s likely to take her sock off just to try and put it back on. And with some practice, shoes are now a regular part of her wardrobe. As a tip for other new, soon-to-be or someday-to-be parents, we started putting Abby’s winter boots on around the house, that way when the time came to wear shoes, it was so much lighter, she barely noticed.
Our dogs, Bodie and Beadie haven’t been left out of all of this excitement. Since we brought her home from Port Perry Hospital last November, Abby and Bodie have been inseparable. Now, every night we’re treated to an ongoing race around our house, with Abby chasing Beadie and being chased by Bodie in a circuit through our living room, kitchen and dining room. If this keeps up much longer, I’m certain that they’ll wear a groove into our floors.
All of this moving about isn’t limited to the house by any stretch of the imagination. One of the real perks of this job is that there are times I can take my daughter to work. Most Sunday afternoons, you can find the two of us at Scugog Arena watching the Port Perry MoJacks (Lucas Clark is her favourite player). That is when she’s not strutting through the arena shouting and waving at all of the people marveling at her beautiful blue eyes or the koala hat she often wears.
Over the past 11 years, there have been a lot of great moments that have come with this job. But, none of them mean quite as much as being able to share the amazing times I’ve been lucky to spend with my beautiful little girl through the first year of her life. My deepest thank you to all of the fantastic readers who tell me, and my wife, how much they enjoy reading and sharing in our amazing journey into parenthood.