Time flies with this one around! 6 months of the bestest cuddles and what seems like kisses but are just sloppy licks in reality. There’s so much love up for grabs and I’m always hungry for more.

The weather is getting cooler but we still go out for walks. There’s not much he can do because he hasn’t rolled over to his tummy yet, sitting is a longer wait. However we work hard to get there, he has morning stretches and oil massages to strengthen his muscles and I use a sheet to help him get the feeling of rolling over. Practicing everyday but being very patient.

It’s only been a month that Josef had solid food for the first time and he has already experienced so many different tastes. I’m having so much fun with his meals. But I always make sure to avoid sugar and salt. So I’m sticking to the more traditional feeding of purée opposed to finger foods.

Today however I made a tall exception and baked him a cake, taller than him. Of course, it’s all baby friendly ingredients. There’s a hundred recipes out there, I picked one that was less stressful minus the frosting. Also marshmallows were just decor, he didn’t get any.

In 6 months I’ve had the smallest closet, 2Tee-shirts, 2 trousers that barely fit, tights that just slip down my waist, a dress and countless tummy tuckers.

My husband says, I buy clothes, only to return them. This is where I chose to defend my case. I find there are no clothes for me, nothing fits! So many stores and I struggle. Changing rooms are too tiny to hold all my sadness. Thus, I just buy them all, try them all at the comfort of my bedroom and cry my lungs out when they don’t fit. We’ve a section for girls, ladies, maternity and they expect me to bounce back to ladies ? I’m a new Momie! The “Medium” fits the shoulders and thighs, the “Large” fits the chest and waist but really “Small” is where my mind fits. Stores really need to make odd shaped half sizes. That’s the niche!

Here to rescue me, The wonderful days of sweaters, coats and layers. Hello fall ! Also I love being a kangaroo, this is such a comfortable baby carrier. It’s cozy not just for me but Josef feels so secure and warm. He falls asleep every time he’s in there. I think he feels like, he’s in my belly again.

PS: My spring baby loves the cold. I thought he’d prefer the summer but he really likes cooler temperatures. He always kicks his socks and pulls his hat out. Despite my efforts, he seems comfortable in the fall weather. And sure enough I have concerned passerby’s asking me to swaddle him or warm him up. And if you know me, I’m just itching to start a conversation.

At our first doctor’s appointment, I shared with our Pediatrician that I currently don’t have a job. And his response took me by surprise.

Before we get to what he said, I must say to all the momies that make it look so easy, Stop it ! This is some serious work, talk about your hurdles, mention the number of times you had to wake up at night, the times you had baby poop all over your hands or the times you were scratched, pinched and drooled over and the times you sobbed secretly because you miss your mommy. But whatever happens keep the cuddles, and sloppy kisses a secret; people get jealous. (That’s like a Bonus you don’t need to share)

To quote our Pediatrician, “Being a mommy is the busiest Full time job that never ends.”

5 months up and I’m barely playing catch up, with some days better than others. I love my new job, being a mommy. My respect goes to all the mums that nail it, at home, at the office and raise a beautiful little human.

Let’s talk about the first Haircut. Even I’d be skeptical, there’s an engineer assisted by a marketing specialist, specially teamed up to cut my hair. I assure you I began high spirited and concluded; we’re up-to no good.

I’m going to be brutally honest, I always thought cutting hair couldn’t be all that difficult. Now I know why there’s 6 Friseur in just one street. You’d be wildly surprised by the number of Hairstylists and barbershops in Reutlingen. Fun fact: Reutlingen has the record for the narrowest lane. We could probably make another one for the gazzilion Friseurs in a town.

Here’s what we ended up with. Dapper ! Don’t you think ?

On the lines of First’s, Josef had his first food apart from the usual milk. I brought home all the fruit purées that Hipp has to offer and I began with a couple teaspoons of Apple.

I was a nervous wreck! Hoping for no regurgitation or worse, tummy aches. I tried offering the apple for three days before I tried out a new fruit. This time it was a Pear, followed by bananas and peaches, some carrots then parsnips. Pears are his favorite and pumpkin he dislikes.

I’m not as nervous as before, most definitely because Josef enjoys his fruits and veggies although he hasn’t quite made sense of eating and this new form of food. Food at this point is fun or a game, in contrast to nourishment or satisfying his hunger. He will giggle and smile with every spoon of fruit. Some fruits especially if slightly sour make him sneeze.

He has always been a funny sneezer. Every sneeze in a roll of threes. I had known only one other person, my Grandpa; Aba who would sneeze thrice in a row. Only difference, Aba rarely giggled after every sneeze. This little baby finds his sneeze hilarious and instead of “Bless you” we all giggle instead.