Rolling

I know he's been rolling for months, but now Hux is rolling across the room to get what he wants (and has been for a week or so)

Baby foodies

I was trying to wait until Hubby and I were back together to feed Baby his first solids...but it's just shy of 5 months and for over a month he screams when he sees me eating and he doesn't get any.  Today, I wrote Hubby and asked if he even cared (to which he said no but thanks for thinking of him) and Baby was crying inconsolably no matter what I did.  Gabriel refused to eat his dinner (and put himself to bed at 6:00?...which sorta makes me wonder if he has the sickness that I've had for the last day) so I squished up the innards of the plum that was meant for Gabe and fed it to Baby Zach.  And by that, I mean Baby grabbed my hand and wouldn't let go and kept feeding himself.  I also have an avocado squished up and in the fridge for him tomorrow if he so chooses.  Plum is maybe not on the list of logical firsts, but it was easy and it did make him happy (really happy) and I figure we'll start with more logical things (like the avocado I initially thought I'd feed to him) tomorrow.  I figure none of us have any allergies so I'm not gonna worry too much about Baby having allergies unless he starts acting weird, in which case I'll cut back on everything.  He will still be eating almost fully breastmilk, but it's just so fun to see him eat squished up *real* food.

*hangs head in shame*

It happened.  It happened bad.  In the last two weeks, we've been having a hard time with the parent-child relationship.  On the drive up to visit my best friend, Gabriel was spitting on his brother.  After being told to stop several times and him continuing while kicking my seat (another thing he knows not to do), I pulled over to talk to him (which used to always work).  It didn't.  Bad choice 1: I slapped his hand.  Not hard, but enough where I thought it would get his attention.  It didn't.  Bad choice 2: when he spit in my face, I maybe touched his face (I didn't slap it, but I wanted to hard).

Worst experience 2:  The other day we went out for a short excursion to have dinner and get scissors from Hobby Lobby.  Gabriel was doing *whatever* it was again and we were next to the Jeep trying to talk when he started hitting/kicking/spitting again.  I swatted his bottom.  I thought for SURE that would work.  Maybe I didn't swat him hard enough because that kid didn't even blink!  I'm generally only a fan of spankings when it's a life and death type of thing (your kid keeps running out into the road and won't pay attention). 

I'll be entirely honest that my fuse has been way shorter with Gabe.  I've been trying to make a point to spend positive time with him, but it's hard with how busy we are.  And it's extra hard when I offer to read books and he keeps saying no.  And then add on top that he's been a huge goober lately and it's extra, extra hard and I'm sorta over it.  I HATE feeling this way as a mom.  I used to LOVE spending time with Gabriel.  I get that he's struggling with all of the transitions.  But I'm sorta just over it.  Turn four already and be a responsible, kid child again. 

"If you're gonna act like a turd, go lay in the yard."

Baby Unbreastfeeding

Baby had his first non-breastmilk/formula (which is used on road trips) two days ago.  He had a smidge (an ounce...most of which ended up on his bib) of pear juice.  I don't know if it was the traveling or the formula or something I ate or what, but he was having a very ouchy tummy and hadn't *gone* in numerous days, so I tried the pear juice.  It totally helped the little bubelah out.  I'm still hoping to hold out on starting foods until after six months since my supply is generally pretty good.

Rolling

He's been rolling from front to back for a LONG time, but yesterday/today was the first time he's rolled from his back to front.  My little baby's growing all up.

Health Goals

I decided I'm going to try to be healthier (for actually).  I have a general eating plan I'm going to try to follow (and it's not too hard when Dad doesn't request I make three desserts for his birthday...I can't resist chocolate chip cookies and brownies!) and decided that if I take before and after pictures, it'll be more inspiring.  So despite the fact I don't particularly love my body right now (although I don't hate it either), I'm going to post them in hopes it will help keep me accountable.  These were taken the middle to end of June (just before our trip to go help Devin move).

Roller/Scoocher

Hux *may* have a) rolled over for the first three times before he turned two months old, b) gained to about fifteen pounds by two months, and c) started scooching around (he can scooch off of the playmat, etc, but is definitely not crawling yet) by 2.5 months.  Gosh this kid is weird...