Steps of Faith

Faith took her first steps! She stood up tentatively. With knees shaking, she reached out to me and took three tiny steps, her feet barely off the floor. It was magical! We shouted, we laughed, we hugged her, and coached her to do it again. So she did.

Awesome. She's been so timid and cautious about walking, even if I held her hands. And if I let go of one hand, she would grab either my pants or slide down to sit. To see her take that first step, that first leap of faith so to speak, is just breathtaking.

Now all I hear from moms are how much my life is going to change with this. And hearing them I get feeling that I'm in for something bad. Of course my life will change (it already has been a wild ride!) but it's all good. I see this as a new sense of freedom for Faith, and "extreme" adventure for me. I'll be all over her as soon she'll be running and tripping and falling everywhere. She'll have her share of bruises too, and tears from both of us (and maybe from her dad!). But that's life. She'll be fearful, maybe even more clingy and anxious when she sees me move away from her. Well, this won't be the first time, or the last. I'll probably break my back and complain before this is over, but then again, getting old is irreversible! We'll have to corral her from places we don't want her to go, which is something we'll do more and more through the years till she matures to 25 years old.

I'm excited already and raring to ride this new adventure with her!
Oooh - I wonder where these steps of faith take us.