Wes has always had a bit of an issue with vertigo. He doesn’t like being able to see down from wherever he is. Most playgrounds have see-through flooring up above on the slide platforms, and he’s fine until he realizes that. Then he panics. Luckily, often he is having too much fun to notice, so it’s not entirely limiting.
ACCEPT EXCEPT (I swear I know the difference between these two words, this is one of the many errors I blame on blogging pre-bootcamp at 4am. My brain doesn’t work 100% that early)…recently things have gotten worse. I’m not sure what caused it, but what used to be only mildly annoying, is now debilitating. He used to refuse to come down one set of stairs in our house because you can see over the rail, now he won’t go down either. Even the “good” one. I used to be able to coax him down that one set of stairs, but now he just sits at the top and cries. He wants to be carried down down every set of stairs. He’ll walk once he gets to the bottom, but he freezes and cries at the top until someone carries him.
IT’S SO WEIRD.
I’m certain this is just a phase, and I don’t mind humoring him because my Dad humored me with my bizarre anxieties and I feel like I owe him. I’m just hoping it is just a phase. Surely it’s not some sort of prep for a lifetime full of airplane avoidance and bridge fears. RIGHT? Because I already have a mild fear of heights that causes me anxieties in those situations, THERE CAN’T BE TWO OF US.
This is where you reassure me of stories of your own child’s vertigo and how they eventually learned to climb stairs by themselves. I’m thinking carrying him down once he’s past the age of 7 or so will start to get very difficult.