Day One

First day all day by myself with Victor. The new definition of a successful day is being able to take a shower before Damian comes home, and by that definition, the day was successful! More by luck than planning, but apparently that is what motherhood is about, yes? We are starting with a low bar but eventually the bar will be raised. We also managed to go for a walk in the stroller, just down the street to the park for a bit, nothing fancy like driving to the beach or anything. Cleaning went right out the window, but by definition it was still a successful day. Both of us were discombobulated, though. All day Victor has been nursing strangely--falls asleep halfway through the first side, never really gets hungry enough to keep going. I'm having more trouble telling if he's actually hungry or not because when he's around me he tends to think he's hungry even if he's not--one of the downsides of nursing, apparently! Hopefully we'll get used to it sooner rather than later. Tonight we should have a quiet night--Damian has to do his homework tonight, and tomorrow it's my turn to go out and tutor for a bit. Got to go--I think he's actually hungry now that Damian's holding him!