My daughter Ainsley started crawling at my brother Bruin's house on July 4th. When your kids hit these milestones, you're so excited until you realize that what that means is that she is now mobile and can go pretty much wherever she wants.
When we returned home, I attempted to keep her in one area of the living room by putting pillows, car seats, exersaucers, bumbos, etc. You name it and I was probably using it. These things were all games to her so she played with a few of them for a while and when that got boring, she figured out how to get around them.
In the meantime, I was pretty proud of myself for being so ingenius about keeping her in there without buying the gates and fences yet, which we had planned on doing that weekend. I just had to make it through the week. I went about doing the things I usually do while keeping an eye on them. I dusted, cleaned bathrooms, kitchens, laundry (of course) and other stuff that had been put off during the July 4th holiday.
When I came back into the living room, Anders was being his usual smiling, sweet self just playing in his same area. I looked around for Ainsley and noticed she was not in there. I made it to the kitchen in time to see her sloshing her hand in the cat water bowl and about to eat some cat food. Needless to say, I kept her in a swing, my lap, or right near me until Saturday.
When Saturday came, we went to get the gates. I wasn't thrilled about putting them all over my house because I still wanted a little adultness to my home and this was kind of the last thing until I finally gave in to my house becoming babyland. My husband and I found these pens and I thought how perfect. Some people may think I am mean or a bad Mom, but I think that you have to do what you have to do. All I can say is: "don't feed the animals":)
