110. There for him.

Diana woke me up, she wanted a ride. The traffic was not so great because of all the flooding last night. We got a record amount of rain yesterday, more rain yesterday than the whole September average. William was awake in the car, but he doesn't complain on the ride home, because he's asleep.

He wakes up the instant we get home. He played for a while, and I put him in the swing for a while, and put some clothes away. Then I laid there and watched him swing till his mounting frustration and complaints got him out of the swing. I read some to him. He kept trying to put the books in his mouth. Then I put the crinkly toy socks on him and video taped it. Then I video taped him in his crib, and then feeding him.

I made the oatmeal too watery, and had to add more, and that's annoying because I want to learn how to make this oatmeal for him. I put a little formula and a little sweet potato baby food, to give it a touch of taste. He grabs the spoon, which makes it difficult to feed him. He chews on it, and then generally spreads around the food with his hands.

He was sleepy, but he didn't go down easily, and I called Abuela. She was disappointed William didn't come over yesterday, so I took him over.

Diana was angry with me, because I asked her to watch William for me for a little bit, and I was reading. I'm exhausted by the night time, and I want to read a little bit. But she's behind in her paper work and feeling lots of pressure. I'm not sure whether to cancel tonight, or to bring William to my dharma study with Vajramati. William woke up again before I fell asleep, and I came out and laid on the couch with him and finished my book.

Boy I'm tired. I should take a nap. I went and got some food, I don't really eat with William awake. I barely get to go to the bathroom. And I'm trying more and more to ignore the paper or anything, and just be there for him.