I forgot to mention that Julian is losing his fuzzy newborn hair. I saw it happening, but when I look at his newborn pics he has SO much hair and now he mostly has peach fuzz, with longer hairs left only at the crown of his head and a funny little rim of hair above the back of his neck. He has Baby Pattern Baldness ;-) I wonder what color his real hair will be? His newborn hair was kind of a light brown/dark blonde. He still has dark blonde eyelashes and eyebrows.

His eyes are still dark blue. No idea if they'll stay that way or not, although there's a good chance they will. Three of his four grandparents have blue eyes. He's still the Mystery Baby though.

I was just about to write how I am so thrilled that Baby J has been sleeping for almost 20 minutes now but Bugs just started *barking* at some invisible something somewhere and woke him up. Aaargh! I am going to kill that dog! I was going to get out my jewelry stuff to try to make myself a necklace...oh, except it's lunchtime, so I guess I would have spent my free time making lunch instead. Damn. Oh thank goodness, he went back to sleep.

I don't know what the deal is...I must be having some new mom burnout or something. I love my precious baby more than absolutely anything else on earth, but I am also desperate to have a few minutes to myself the last few days, just a few minutes to do anything at all besides chore around the house. I think it's a combination of the baby being fussier and napping less than he has been, plus hormones on my part, plus Dan being busy with work most of the last week. Taking care of a baby is so CONSTANT, and every time I get a spare second I need to go wash my hair or do laundry or make another friggin' meal. Our microwave stopped working, so now it takes even longer to get a meal prepared, and more forethought (defrosting meat takes ALL day long!), plus it's a huge ordeal to heat up leftovers, and it uses many more dishes. Bad timing all around.

Dammit, now the phone is ringing! That's it, I am going to toss out that loud kitchen phone that doesn't work worth a damn anyways and get a phone that has a soothing hum to it when it rings. Why isn't Dan answering it? Now his office phone is ringing. OK, feel my blood pressure rising...better go make lunch. Grrrr. Well, I know one thing for sure. I am definitely not the first woman in history to feel this way. More like the 5,376,577,239th, I'm sure.