One of the first things I learned after Sloan’s arrival is that there’s no real predictability when it comes to infants. She’s three weeks old today and as soon as we thought we had some semblance of a schedule (like three hour-long stretches of sleep per night), things have regressed a bit. But I’ve been trying to soak in each moment, breathing in her sweet scent and trying to enjoy the quiet times we spend together alone each night. Have a great weekend!
