I didn't think it would be this hard to go back to work but I'm finding it difficult to be away from my son so much. I daydream about him. It's just hard to be away from someone so funny. He's so strange, it cracks me up all the time.

My favourite part so far is his burping face. After a feeding, I sometimes sit him on my leg with his little legs draped across my thigh. He then gets leaned forward with his head supported in one hand and patted on the back with the other. His arms hang limp by his side and he gets this slack-jawed, wide-eyed look like, "Wha? Huh? I had a booby in my mouth a moment ago. Now I'm sitting up. I don't get it."