My youngest is at that stage where she is starting to scale furniture. I sat the other day and realized something as she attempted to walk along the couch towards me. First she took a hestitate step forward, but before her foot hit the ground she pulled it back and put it back down. Then she tried again, a smile on her face as she pressed that tiny little foot onto the floor infront of her. Then she gave up, or so I thought as she lowered herself to the ground, plop on her little butt. She hadn't given up though, she had figured it was easier to go with what she knew as she crawled the remaining foot to where I sat, and used the couch to stand up again. Reaching for me she smiled at her accomplishment.
It doesn't matter how you reach the goal as long as you feel good about yourself when you reach it. Baby steps are not taking one step in front of the other slowly, but rather taking one step forward, one step back and then finding another route to reach your goal. Up until then I thought, "what am I doing wrong", I was taking baby steps, changing little things in my diet, running occasionally and always lifting weights (weights being my 16 pound daughter and my 30 pound son). My children keep me pretty active but not to the point of breaking a sweat like 30 minutes on a treadmill. Who has time for a treadmill though.
Here's to the holiday's and the challenges they bring.
