I am learning more and more to just let go, to give up any idea of a schedule or strict to-do list and to just tune into I's rhythms and my own, and also ours together. There are still chores to be done and projects to be completed, but I'm finding that they follow a new sort of timeline, one that accounts for sudden bouts of cluster-feeding or an impromptu cuddle session in bed, one that is better suited to keeping me sane. Plus, just when I think there is some sort of routine it changes once again, as is the nature of making home with a little one. Better at this point to have no expectations and just ride the waves as they come because just after a night of very little sleep a night like this last one will come along and give me the much-needed hours my body was craving. You just never really know what's around the next corner and I'm starting to appreciate that as a good thing.