I do this thing with my son that causes him to make the funniest face. It's a look of excitement, anticipation, humour, adoration. He loves to be whirled! Whirling is when I'm holding him on my hip and I spin around in a circle. The momentum and gravitational changes move him out away from me while holding him almost sideways. He must feel a change in weight and place, almost as if I've lost control and he's drifting away. It must give him the same sensational feelings that one gets when riding on a tilt-a-whirl.
It's freeing. All at once you feel the weight of the force on your body, but even though you aren't in control you feel freed to just let go. Your muscles relax. Your thoughts are lost and you feel the overwhelming need to laugh but can't, because all you can do is let go and smile.
We spin until I start to feel my footing miss. I do this to my little boy at least once a day and while it's probably not the best thing for his joints or his eyes, balance, or head, it's not the safest mommy-ly practice, especially with Bella at my feet to trip me up at any moment...
(This is Bella, about 50 pounds ago)
But it is fun for us both. He gets the biggest kick out of it and I feel like it's just one of those things that brings us closer together. He's not afraid of anything. His most favorite activities in his world involve jumping, bouncing, flying up in the air waiting to be caught.. again, probably not the safest activity out there, but he loves it! We enjoy our whirly times and I love the look in his face as he's grasping my arms with his little pinchy grip and looking at my face with the biggest smile I've ever seen on such a little person!
The absolute best pic to put here would be of my son's face when we're whirling. It's magical, really. So much delight. But, as it is impossible for me to safely whirl my whirly-boy while holding camera in other hand, backing up enough behind my shoulder to be sure to capture his perfectly excited expression all the while keeping me out of the picture and rotating in sync with the spaztastic circular pendulumism without either breaking camera, breaking son, breaking said sync or busting my butt on the floor and still only ending up with a pic as good as maybe one of the ceiling fan blades in the corner of the pic as we both go tumbling down brought to our doom by Bella's giant paws and nipping at his heels... Can you see how completely unfeasable this photo op would be? Chyeaa. THat NoT Easy. Maybe I can get hubby to try to play photog after work today. If not, you're left with your fabulously active imaginations I'm sure. Don't try this at home unless you're a regularly experienced infant whirler like ME...and Alex!
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I can't whirl! I used to be able to but now it just makes me hurl.
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