Sophie is walking… at last, and now there’s no stopping her. The word toddler is so accurate as this is exactly what she does: toddles about doing a funny wobbly walk. She occasionally falls over, but gets straight back up again and carries on walking. It melts my heart that she is so determined.
When she was crawling she seemed to permanently want to crawl about in the dirt when we were out and about, which meant she finished most days looking fairly grubby. Now she is upright I can finally dress her in pretty dresses without fear of them being concealed beneath a layer of dirt.
We have to keep our wits about us though as she can be fairly speedy when she wants to be – and as we live near a road it opens up a whole new world of danger. We have invested in some baby reigns and a wrist strap, and even though they limit her freedom it’s better to be safe than sorry.

My little girl walking like a pro:

Unfortunately no sooner had I returned to work, than I was given the news that I am going to be made redundant. Nice welcome back. There are four of us going so I know it’s not anything personal, but it was still unexpected.

Once we had gotten over the initial shock, and realised we wouldn’t be out on the street quite yet, we began to think that it might not be such a bad thing. I really hadn’t wanted to go back to work, and was already missing Sophie like crazy, so we’ve decided I will stay at home with Sophie for a while and just enjoy being a mum.

In some respects it seems such a shame to have settled Sophie in to nursery, only to have to pull her back out again, but it has to be done. She has finally settled in quite well, and after crying each time I left her for the first few weeks, now bravely crawls off to the nearest toy without even a backward glance. I just hope she isn’t disappointed when it’s back to just me and her again.