It’s 2:14 AM. I'm wearing my husband’s horrific faded college track sweatpants—the ones with the inexplicable bleach stain on the left knee—and I'm hunched over my phone in the dark, furiously refreshing a forum thread. I'm holding a mug of coffee that I poured at 7 AM, microwaved at 10 AM, forgot about until 3 PM, and am now drinking cold out of sheer spite. My husband, Dave, is snoring perfectly. Symmetrically. I don't even know how someone snores symmetrically, but he does it, and it makes me want to smother him with a bamboo throw pillow.

My son, Leo, was thirteen months old at the time and flat-out refusing to walk. Maya, my oldest, walked at ten months. Because she's an overachiever who probably emerged from the womb trying to organize my hospital bag. But Leo? Leo was perfectly content to just sit there like a little Buddha, demanding snacks and refusing to engage with gravity. So naturally, I was spiraling. I had convinced myself that I broke him. I thought, hey, maybe there’s like a fun physical activity, some kind of baby steps game on Reddit that other parents swear by. Some secret trick to get him off his butt.

So I typed it in. And oh god. What I found was... not that.

What the hell did I just search for

Look, when you're sleep-deprived and searching for a baby steps game in Reddit parenting communities, you expect to find, I don't know, a cute song? A trick with Cheerios? Instead, I fell down a rabbit hole about an actual, literal video game called Baby Steps that had just come out for the PS5. And let me tell you, reading about this game at two in the morning when you're already worried about your child’s gross motor skills is a wild ride.

I’m reading these comments and people are talking about "depressing, confrontational horror" and "the absolute agony of thwarted modern masculinity." I was so confused. I was like, wait, is this a metaphor for a thirteen-month-old's brain? Are babies experiencing confrontational horror when they try to stand up? I’m zooming in on these screenshots of this adult manchild character in a filthy onesie trying to put one foot in front of the other and face-planting into the dirt. People were discussing the physics engine and how agonizing it was to just take a single step without collapsing into a heap of failure.

I sat there in the dark, sipping my awful, bitter coffee, literally crying because I thought, YES, this is exactly what my son is going through! The agony! The physics! The thwarted masculinity of not being able to reach the TV remote! It took me, like, a solid forty-five minutes of emotional investment to realize they were just talking about a weird indie walking simulator for adult gamers and not, you know, an educational tool for toddlers. Anyway, the point is, don't use the internet after midnight.

My doctor thinks I need to chill out

After my midnight spiral, I finally dragged Dave and Leo to the doctor. Dr. Miller is this wonderfully exhausted woman who always looks at me like I'm a slightly unhinged squirrel. I sat Leo on the crinkly paper of the exam table, and I just kind of word-vomited all my anxiety. I told her Maya walked at ten months. I told her about the video game. I told her I was failing him.

She basically told me that the whole timeline thing is, well, not a complete myth, but way messier than the baby books make it seem. She said we get so obsessed with the one-year mark, but taking those first independent strides can happen anywhere from nine to fifteen months, or even later. She explained something about neurological pathways and muscle tone, but honestly, what I heard was your kid is fine, stop reading forums, go drink some water. Dave, of course, was just nodding along like he hadn't been panicking too. "I told her he was fine," he said. I glared at him so hard the paper on the exam table ripped.

The whole barefoot thing makes total sense now

One thing Dr. Miller did mention that actually blew my mind was that I was totally screwing up his feet. Not on purpose! But I had bought all these incredibly cute, stiff, mini-sneakers. I mean, they looked like tiny adult shoes. They cost more than my actual adult shoes. I thought I was giving him support.

The whole barefoot thing makes total sense now — Searching Reddit for a Baby Walking Game at 2 AM Was a Mistake

She told me to take them off. Apparently, the absolute best thing for a baby learning to balance is just... being barefoot. Like a little caveman. Their toes need to actually grip the floor to send sensory feedback to their brain to figure out where they're in space. When you cram their soft little cartilage feet into stiff leather sneakers, it's like trying to learn to type while wearing winter gloves. I went home and threw the tiny sneakers into the back of the closet, which physically pained me, but whatever.

Building the foundation before they even stand

Looking back, I realize that the whole walking thing doesn't just start when they suddenly decide to stand up. It starts way earlier, with reaching and grabbing and figuring out that their limbs actually belong to them. When Leo was younger, we used this Leaf & Rattle Play Gym Set from Kianao. I'm genuinely obsessed with this thing because it doesn’t look like a neon plastic explosion in my living room. It's just simple, untreated wood with these beautiful little pastel leaves.

Leo used to just lie there and aggressively stare at the wooden rings. Eventually, he started swatting at them, and then grabbing them, and I swear that urge to reach for the little rattling toys is what eventually translated into him wanting to pull himself up on the coffee table. The A-frame is super sturdy, so when he started getting a little too enthusiastic, it didn't collapse on his face. We also had the Bear Play Gym Set over at my mother-in-law's house and, I mean, it’s fine. It does the job. The little bear shapes are cute, but I feel like Leo preferred the rattle noises of the leaf one more. Maybe he just likes noise.

If you're setting up a nursery right now and want to give them a good foundation for all that reaching and core-building without making your house look like a daycare center, grab something minimal like the Tent & Ring Hanger and Wood Play Bow. It's just raw wood and silicone, totally safe when they inevitably try to eat it, and it folds up so you can hide it when people come over.

If you need some gear that isn't completely offensive to look at while your kid figures out how to use their arms and legs, you can check out some of the other solid wood setups in Kianao's playtime collection.

The great walker debate

Just don't buy seated plastic baby walkers because the AAP hates them, they honestly delay motor skills, and your kid will probably launch themselves down the stairs. End of story.

The great walker debate — Searching Reddit for a Baby Walking Game at 2 AM Was a Mistake

Things we honestly did to get him moving

Since we couldn't buy a plastic death-trap walker, and the internet just wanted to show me depressing video games, Dave and I ended up just making up our own weird little activities on the living room floor. And honestly? It was exhausting but it worked.

Instead of doing some rigid routine, we just turned our couch into a giant obstacle course, lining up Leo's absolute favorite forbidden items—like my actual car keys, the TV remote, a completely clean but empty coffee cup—along the edge of the cushions just out of his reach so he had to pull himself up and shuffle sideways to get them, which Dr. Miller called "cruising" but I just called the crab walk. We'd also sit on the rug facing each other, maybe three feet apart, and make a human bridge where Dave would hold Leo up and I'd sit across from them holding a single yogurt melt, shaking it like a weird cheerleader until Leo got so mad that he would let go of Dave and just sort of violently pitch his body forward into my arms.

It wasn't elegant. It involved a lot of face-planting onto our foam mat (which, thank god for non-toxic foam mats, honestly). But it was about making him bear his own weight and tricking him into thinking it was his idea to move.

So yeah, step away from the existential gaming forums at 2 AM. Throw away the stiff baby shoes. Let them grip the floor, give them something safe to reach for, and just bribe them with snacks. If you want to support their physical milestones with stuff that won't off-gas weird chemicals into your living room, you should probably go look at the sustainable toys and play gyms over at Kianao right now.

Stuff you're probably freaking out about (FAQ)

Is it bad if my 14-month-old isn't walking?

Oh my god, no. I mean, my doctor practically laughed at me for stressing about it. The "normal" window is incredibly wide, like up to 15 months or sometimes even 18 months. If they're cruising along furniture or pulling to a stand, they're doing exactly what they're supposed to be doing. Just hide the breakable stuff now.

Do those push-walkers really help?

Okay, so seated walkers are a hard no. But sturdy, heavy wooden push-carts? Those are honestly pretty great. We had a wooden one that was heavy enough that it didn't just fly out from under him when he leaned on it. It gave him a little independence without him face-planting immediately.

Should I put shoes on my baby when they learn to walk?

Only if you're outside on hot pavement or broken glass or something! Indoors? Absolutely not. Bare feet are the best. They need to feel the floor to balance. I wasted so much money on tiny aesthetic boots that just made him walk like Frankenstein's monster. Just get some socks with the sticky rubber grips on the bottom if your floors are cold.

How do I encourage my baby to cruise?

Honestly? Bribery. I just put things he wasn't supposed to have on the coffee table. A cell phone, a shiny set of keys, a sealed bag of wipes. If you put their boring blocks up there, they won't care. Put your expensive smartphone just out of reach on the sofa and watch how fast they learn to pull up and shuffle over to get it.