Julian ate his first solid food today...in daycare. He got pathetically hungry yesterday while waiting for me to come at lunch yesterday and wouldn't take his bottle at all. Leela spoon-fed him milk from a bowl, and he took that, so she thought he might take some baby oatmeal today, and he did...three teaspoons. Apparently he was very happy today after the oatmeal, too. But he became somewhat constipated, and I think it's a bit too early, really. But what's a mama to do?

His eating schedule is all mixed up from daycare and teething, and since his eating schedule is mixed up, my nursing schedule is all mixed up. I come to pick him up at the end of the day and there's always one boob that hasn't been nursed on since 6:45am and is like a bowling ball. That's just the time that he seems to be the *least* hungry, so I end up pumping...then he nurses all night long to catch up on his intake.

Working part-time is such a great idea. I just worked two days in a row and it was enough. I'm looking forward to staying in bed with Julian tomorrow instead of getting up at 6:15am to take him to daycare and then missing him all day. But after staying home Wednesday, it will be nice to go back on Thursday.

Julian needs a break at home after two days at daycare so he can catch up on his sleep. He doesn't take very good naps there, I think because there is too much going on. We get up too early, and he likes to sleep in the morning. It's a good change for both of us, but it's not always easy. We are both sleep-deprived on work days.

The schedule on work days is really hectic. Get up at crack of dawn, drive to daycare, potty and nurse baby, drive to work, find parking, work like crazy, drive to daycare, potty and nurse baby, drive back to work, work like crazy, drive to daycare, drive home. Then it's time to walk the dog, make dinner, chore around the house a bit, run errands. I'm just waiting for my first paycheck, that will be sweet. The work itself is fine, I enjoy it, but the tight scheduling is a bit tricky.

I put on the pair of size 8 khaki pants that I was crowing about in a previous post...they were very tight back in April, but I could get into them. I put them on again today and they were baggy. Weird. I feel like I'm losing weight really fast now. I don't get as much exercise, only once a week now that I've gone back to work, and I am hurting for it. My back feels weak. I need to get out and about more, do more exercise at home. So difficult though.

I can't explain the weight loss. Smaller portions maybe? Well, I am lifting and carrying close to 18 pounds of cute baby boy on a daily basis, plus nursing in larger amounts than I used to. I guess that adds up. All of a sudden everyone's commenting on my weight loss, too. I still have a double chin though, what's up with that? Is chin fat the last to be lost? Belly fat and chin fat. Bah, whatever. I'm just happy to be within 10 pounds of my pre-pregnancy weight.

OK, bed. I can't even believe I'm awake now. I was going to go to bed at 10:00pm, but I stayed awake to read a magazine and then I started catching up on email, and now it's 1:00am and I need to go crawl into bed with Sweetest Baby Ever. He is completely sacked out, exhausted. Me too, but I am stubbornly staying awake for some reason. Because I can? With my luck he'll wake up bright and early tomorrow. Staying up late is always a bad idea these days for me.