Two days ago she tried to go from sitting to crawling and couldn't unstuck her front leg. I wasn't planning on helping, bc I want to see her getting out of her troubles and working out her issues on her own. But the desperate little face looking at me was what did it. She had had it with trying. She just needed mom for a few minutes. I figured "you know what - she won't want me for too many years. I better enjoy it while I can."