LO is pulling up and cruising and climbing and all those precursors to walking. It's really exciting but so nerve-wracking. It seems like he takes a tumble at least a few times a week and it breaks my heart because I feel like I should be able to catch him but it happens so quickly. Or, even worse, in my attempts to catch him, I make the fall even worse.

How did you deal with falling? I feel like an awful mom. Most of the time, it's not serious enough that he winds up with a goose egg, a quick nursing session and a few kisses and he's right back to what he was doing.