I trimmed the back of Julian's hair today. He has lost most of his newborn hair and just has peach fuzz all over now, except for a rim of hair at the back of his neck that mysteriously remained long. It was a total Baby Mullet. He was like a little hockey player baby, or a cholo baby, and it looked silly, so I trimmed it off today. Aw, his first haircut...a mullet trim.

Baby hair is ridiculous. So many babies have hair that would make Don King proud. It stands straight up in the air about 3 inches long. I have seen a bunch of babies with that hair. There was a baby with a mohawk at my new mom group. All the hair had worn off except for a strip along the top ridge of his head. Ha, my baby has a head like a bowling ball, no ridge, so therefore he got the mullet instead of the mohawk. But the BEST baby hair that I've seen is a baby at my new mom group who has the thickest hair I've ever seen on anyone. And it's long and it even looks like it's been styled. It took me a few days, but I finally realized that this baby has hair just like Ted Koppel, except this baby's hair is twice as thick. Ted Koppel hair on a 4 week old baby! It's too much. I brought my Palm Pilot in (it has a little camera in the back) so as to take a surreptitious pic of the Ted-Koppel-on-Rogaine baby, but he and his mom didn't come last week. Dang.

My friend Lisa came by for a visit. Julian loves Auntie Lisa....she knows all the baby positioning moves! Sitting up in front, cuddled over the shoulder, cradled in arms, draped across body while standing up, and so on! She even tried the new "baby standing up" position (a current fave), but the baby was tired and fighting sleep at that point, so he just slumped down and didn't stand up like he normally does. He's finally sleeping now. It was so exciting with Auntie Lisa here that he didn't want to close his eyes, but now that she's gone he's passed out cold. Yesssss! I especially love Lisa because she's a friend who hasn't abandoned me now that I'm a mom...which apparently makes you really uncool and not fun to hang out with. I basically only have two friends who want to hang with me anymore. I figured that would happen, it's just weird that it did. I think babies make many people uncomfortable.

It's cold again today. It was hot as hell yesterday. The weather is just completely different every day, you never know what you'll get. I know just how hot it was yesterday because Julian and I were out on the Los Gatos Creek Trail *running* from 9:30-11:00am. Well, not running the whole time. We were running/walking. I started Baby Boot Camp last Friday, but it was easy that day. It was me and two other moms with older babies, but they hadn't exercised in a few years and were quite overweight.

Yesterday was another story. It was me and four other moms, and they were all ridiculously fit and slim. The next youngest baby was 14 months old, so none of the moms had Baby Bodies either, they all looked like triathletes. We did drills where we power-walked down the trail in a line and the last person in line had to jog up past the others to the front of the line. At certain points we would stop momentarily to do strength training on triceps, biceps, shoulders, lunges, etc. At the end we did 15 minutes of abs. It was a serious workout for me, but hey, that's what I'm paying money for. It wasn't *too* hard where I thought I was going to die or anything (except for at the end when I had jogged/power-walked two miles), it was just about right.

Ugh, I can't wait to get back into my regular clothes. I can't stand wearing these elastic-waist maternity pants and skirts anymore. It's funny, I look in the mirror and I think I look semi-normal except for the postpartum tummy bulge, but then I put on my old pants and I can't even pull them up over my thighs! Was I really EVER that small? And I thought I had ten pounds to lose back *then*! My God, those pants seem miniscule now.

It's just strange how relative everything is. I feel small now compared to when I was pregnant, but when I put my old pants on I can tell just how large I am compared to pre-pregnancy. And I thought I was big *then* because I would see pics of myself next to very slender friends. It all reminds me of those stories in Shape and Fitness magazines where there's some 150 pound woman who all of a sudden steps on the scale one day and weighs 280 pounds, or she sees a photo of herself, but she never really noticed gaining weight along the way. It takes seeing the scale or seeing a photo to make it sink in. And then she's horrified and starts having chicken breast and veggies for every meal and working out 5x a week. I always wondered how that happens, how do you gain all that weight and not realize it?

How can you look in a mirror and see one thing, but then someone takes a picture of you and it's like a whole new view of yourself? Why is a photograph so much different from a mirror? Your eyes will lie to you in a mirror, but not in a photograph. I don't know why that is.

OK, time to fold laundry and finish making hummus. So many tasks to complete while the baby is sleeping...and I never know how long he'll be napping for, so it's like a race every time to get as much as possible done before I hear those little cry/whimpers that let me know he's up and doesn't see me sitting there next to his bouncy seat.