Babies are born without fear. While this must be a lovely state of being, going about their business with reckless abandon, for their parents it’s a little more worrisome. Gone are the days where I could plonk Hen under the playmat while I ate my lunch – avocado on toast errryday – confident that he’d not only be entertained, but also stationary. Oh a simpler time…*sigh*. Henry has now pretty much perfected the crawl and he’s unnervingly quick so I’ve been thinking about ways to make the house a little safer.
I don’t really like the term ‘baby proofing’. This is Henry’s home and I don’t want to Henry proof it. And my days can be busy enough – I haven’t got time to be locking myself out of my own cupboards. While I definitely won’t be leaving knives lying around on the floor, for now I’m going to stick to good ol’ fashioned ‘keeping an eye on him’. I’m fully aware that when we progress to walking I may eat these very words.
What I have decided though, is to stop leaving sh*t everywhere. And maybe wash the floor once in a while. This way, Henry can crawl around ’til his heart’s content and I don’t have to worry about him picking up stones or bits of stale bread that the feral pug has brought in from the neighbours garden. Limiting the trouble he can get into to just; trying to climb the bottom step, putting his fingers in the plug sockets, trying to nibble the rug, getting stuck under the sofa or sticking his tongue in my Baies candle (to be fair it smells incredible) keeps my blood pressure at a relatively safe level. I can alleviate these worries by watching him.
As well as picking up stray objects that a devil-may-care seven-month-old could get into a pickle with, for now I decided that keeping our floors clean would be enough ‘baby proofing’. Zoflora* very kindly sent me two bottles of disinfectant to do just that. Both ‘Green Valley’ and ‘Twilight Garden’ tickled my fancy and our house was left smelling like I’d had a candle burning, which is a luxury left for the evening these days.
The only other change for now is a line of cushions covering the edge of the fireplace to avoid the smacking of any excited little heads.
What are your thoughts on baby proofing?