Ever notice how parents tend to speak in milestones? It's as if there's a trigger in our (I'm guilty of this too) brains that instantly makes a connection between a child's age and pending milestone. "Oh yes, my son is 8 months old." "Oh! Is he crawling?" or "This is Thomas, and he's 11 months old." "Well, he must be walking all over the place!"
Thomas has been on the "later" end of the spectrum for meeting some of his milestones, and that's likely why I'm hyper-aware of this conversation tactic. Sometimes it takes multiple daily reminders that Thomas is right on target for his adjusted age (aka subtracting 6 weeks from his February 17 arrival). But that's not something I'm going to talk about with complete strangers that I meet at the library or in the check-out line. I simply cannot allow another person's comment to belittle my parenting in any way, particularly someone whom I do not know and who does not know Thomas. That gives other people way too much power and takes glory away from God, who, should be glorified in all things. And regardless of all that, Thomas is a beautiful, healthy, joyful baby who never ceases to amaze me. So that's reason to rejoice enough whether he takes his first steps at 12 months or 15 months.
From now on, I vow to only ask what a parent's child has been doing lately rather than formulating my question based on
Everything You Need to Know About the First Year. It all too easily leads to parents feeling inadequate, anxiety-ridden, and discouraged. And why is it that parents love to compare their children to other children? Forgive me if I'm wrong, but that's not what parents need. They need support, love, and encouragement for taking on one of the greatest and most humbling vocations - raising a child. I, for one, could not be prouder of my firstborn and am overwhelmed with thanksgiving for this precious gift. Seems that the miracle of life is something parents should celebrate, emphasizing milestones less and beauty more.
Thanks be to God for the gift of life!