1st Day Back to Work

Going back to work is sort of an unwanted blessing for me. Its hard to say, "yeah, Im sick of my vacation, I really wish I was working today." Thats not quite something I can bring myself to admit outloud, but I tend to get cranky towards the end of the summer when Ive been home a lot and dont have very much to do. This summer wasn't too different despite having the baby here. Caden sleeps most of the day so Ive been a little bored and feeling like I needed to get to work. yuck. So whatdoyouknow, I got back to work today and all day long I wished I was home with the baby. Ironic how that works.

I called around lunchtime to see how he was doing and he had been wide awake all morning and had just fallen asleep, thats backwards from normal. Maybe me leaving caused him to want to be awake more, no idea. Nevertheless, I missed him and spent all day learning a new software program instead. Hmm, sit on couch and play with baby or sit on computer and play with software. Seems like a nobrainer, right. Why did I feel so good all day then? Are human productivity and stimulation mandatory for happiness?

We took Caden to the grocery store for the first time tonight. He was pretty good. It seemed like he didnt appreciate the refrigerated sections. He got a little fussy while Sarah was picking out cheese, gave him his pacifier and he chilled out (pun intended). A few minutes later we were in the meat section and while Sarah was looking for the right dead animal Caden broke out into a little wail. We moved out of the meat really quick, avoided cold sections for the rest of our shopping, and never heard another peep out of him. By time we made it to the 2nd to last isle, the cereal section at our store, he was fast asleep. Our first shopping experience, success!

After we got home for the evening, Caden woke up and wanted someone to play with so we all hung out on the floor and I got some good face-to-face time with the little babyman. c