When I gave birth to my baby son in November I vowed not to explain my laziness with him. But I have to break my words already. He is a real angel, I cannot complain and he sleeps through the nights, but hates to be in his bed during the day. It is quite difficult to entertain a small baby all day long. He likes to play alone, boxing his toys or just relax, but it is an awful feeling for me. I feel constant compunction seeing him comforting himself without me.
Today I decided to draw something with my Wacom tablet (it was a Christmas present... and yes! I know I do not deserved it) when I looked at him I noticed he is watching me. How could