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I tried putting you down for a nap around 9:45 this morning and tried lying down to take a nap of my own. You fussed for a little while, played for a little while, and then you just cried and cried until you made yourself cough. So I got up to go check on you…
…and found you standing in the corner of the crib. You’d never pulled yourself up before. You were crying because you couldn’t figure out how to get back down. I picked you up, rocked you to settle you down, and then put you in your swing where I could latch you in because I’m not sure how to lower the crib mattress. When you woke up from your nap (I was able to rest, but could not fall asleep) I watched you pull yourself up again using your diaper bag and my leg to steady yourself!
That’s me: Christina Gleason. I’m a writer, editor, and disability advocate. I'm a multiply disabled autistic lady doing my best in this world built for abled people. I’m a geek for grammar, fantasy, and casual gaming. I hate vegetables. I cannot reliably speak, so I’ll happily conduct business over email or messaging instead.
