The countdown has begun...
It seems harmless enough, unless your child is Little E.
My pediatrician has already fired the warning shot. Little E must be walking when he comes back for his 18 month check-up. If not, it is off to physical therapy we go.
SURE, NO PROBLEM. IT'LL HAPPEN. BIG E DIDN'T WALK UNTIL WELL INTO HIS 17TH MONTH.
So here we are. Seventeen months and some change.
Little E cruises. Sometimes he lets go of whatever he is holding onto and stands unassisted for a few fleeting moments before he registers a look of panic and reaches out for the closest piece of furniture or wall.
I spend hours pacing the carpeted halls upstairs with him. He self propels his little chubbers and he is so proud of himself. He's just not THERE yet.
Look, I have nothing against physical therapy. I think it can be very helpful. I do have something against monster medical bills and I'm SURE PT is not covered under our insurance.
Now, there is no need to start a political debate about the state of disrepair our healthcare system finds itself. I'm just stating a fact. The Yoys will be out of pocket for every dollar we spend. And we don't have deep pockets.
Which is why I'd like to defend my baby. I think he is perfectly fine. He is just fat and a tad lazy. I believe he has the ability to walk and when he finally finds the right motivation, he'll do it.