I thought — mistakenly, as it turned out — that it was pretty momentous to be witnessing Lily’s first props-assisted rollover yesterday.
We were about midway through our hour-long drop-off at daycare. I was pretending not to notice the time I was supposed to be using for myself slipping away as I clung to my girl. After all, I couldn’t be expected to just put her down while the infant caregiver was busy feeding one of Lily’s classmates. And when Veronica set up a play mat to allow me to do just that, well, in my experience Lily doesn’t like play mats, so I was really doing everyone a favor by hanging out to rescue her when she complained about being stuck like a helpless little turtle on her back, unable to look away from the looming forms of stuffed horses and pigs with black and white checks on their bellies hanging overhead.
This particular play mat, however, had one thing our rejected-by-both-babies one at home does not: a small, crescent-shaped pillow sewn into it. Designed, I knew, even though Jake was never much of a tummy time guy, for helping infants appreciate tummy time by giving them a little lift. Imagine, if you will, lying sprawled face down in a sea of whimsical shapes you neither recognize nor find particularly attractive while trying to lift a head that feels as if it is saddled with a thick, granite helmet. You get a lift or two for a second or two and then crash nose-first back into the whimsy.
Now consider the benefits of a little crescent pillow that supports your chest and creates a gentle slope of your spine, allowing far easier head support. Not that it doesn’t crash to the ground frequently, but at least you have time to appreciate the view before it does.
Quickly surmising that Lily was horrified by the animals Veronica helpfully hunted down and I obediently attached to the overhead arches of the play mat — something about her crying at the sight of them — I decided we should try out that pillow thing. In the past week Lily’s been giving the lying on her tummy and lifting her chest and head routine a try, so I figured she’d be happy for a little prop to help her along.
She expressed a moment of initial surprise as Veronica and I arranged her.
“What do you think?” I chirped in a voice meant to suggest she should think this was just the best darned thing in the world.
She responded by rolling onto her back.
This was not the first time Lily has tried to roll over. She’s tried more than a few times. But has always been stymied by the bottom arm getting in the way, a common baby complaint.
This time, however, the pillow provided just enough clearance for her arm to magically move right through and — ta da! — she was on her back, crashed into one of the arches of the play mat and not particularly happy about it.
Still, it was an auspicious moment to recount to Mike half an hour later when I had rocked her to sleep so I could finally put her down and leave.
My big, euphoric bubble deflated more than a little bit, however, when I arrived to pick her up. Lily, I was informed, had rolled over on flat ground that afternoon, a far more monumental achievement than doing so with props. And, of course, she achieved this milestone when I wasn’t around to witness it.
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