Pob has been trying to crawl for about two and a half months now, if you start counting from the time she started getting on all fours and rocking backwards and forwards, as if she was a dinky toy and trying to wind herself up enough that she'd eventually start moving. She has yet to actually crawl. What she did learn to do about 10 days ago was to pull herself along the floor on her arms. It's as if she has designed the most energy-inefficient model for movement, just specially to make life difficult for herself. She gets onto all fours, rocks backwards and forwards, sometimes moves her legs forward, sometimes moves an arm, then collapses down onto her tummy, and pulls herself bodily across the floor, as if she was a little mini-soldier, crawling under the barbed wire.
Until this morning, the only time she would actually move was when there was something she's not allowed to play with within body-distance - a coffee cup, a blackberry, a phone, a remote control, or some paper (any paper, she's not really fussy). Then she can move like lightning. If we put her on her tummy without one of these things being within 2 meters or so, she just wails. Then this morning, I walked in the door and she immediately wiggled out of H's arms and started pulling herself across the floor, to me. I've rarely been so gratified. And delighted, because I hadn't seen her for 48 hours.
Yup, I just left my baby for the first time. It was very very hard in the anticipation, and I missed her ever so while I was away, and I started nearly crying this morning when the usual mess up occurred at Heathrow and we couldn't get off the already-delayed-by-2-hours plane. But actually, while I was away, it wasn't too bad. I went a long way, to a meeting which wasn't that good, but where I got to have some important conversations with some people who have a lot do say about my future career. So it was worth it. I missed her, but it was ok, better than I thought it was going to be. We coped. I'll be away from her again soon, it's just a fact of my job that I have to travel. But now I know I can do it, hopefully the anticipation of the next trip won't be as bad.