Although little, he has like a tornado, turned our lives upside down. Our little firecracker has recently begun to walk. This phase of our lives has been more than a little traumatic. Mostly for me – he has been falling more than what my heart can handle. All the while he has been teaching me… lessons from my baby.
Daniel had just taken another fall and I was rubbing butter on his third head bump for. The. Morning. I was feeling more than guilty. Eventually I left all I wanted to do for the day and just sit and watch him. Perhaps that would help, it would mean I was at least trying to do something. Something really profound occurred to me. Daniel is so determined. I am actually so taken aback because if you knew how much he fell. You too would be wondering why he hasn’t just left it for another day. Another time.
Doesn’t he get tired of failing? Disillusioned maybe? Nope, walking at 10 months. He will fall, really hard. *Insert the sound of my breaking heart with screams.* His head will swell, I will get ice or butter. And within minutes – he is over it. Ready for the next challenge. Ready to start again. To try. To walk a little further. It keeps me on my toes. But more than that. I am so humbled. His tenacity inspires me to keep trying. Keep pushing for my own goals even when they seem out of reach.
Even when I fail because that’s how you learn to get better. It’s how we learn what not to do. Failure is just feedback. It’s all in the perspective and the way you look at it.