I think that every day is a bit of an adventure with an infant. I thought about things like schedules and planning and using her crib before she was here. Now that Giana has arrived, sometimes those things go out the window.

My Type-A personality likes planning. Scratch that, I love planning. I make lists just so I can check things off. I love to take a problem, figure out a plan and execute the heck out of it.

It has actually been kind of fun to let that go as I adjust to life with an infant. Don’t get me wrong – overall, Giana is an amazing baby and has been super easy on me. She takes nice, long naps and usually sleeps really well at night.

Her shirt is a lie – she slept seven hours right before I snapped this picture of her laughing at me!

So even though I have a very good baby, sometimes that whole schedule thing doesn’t work out. Like last night, when I could her the gas rumbling in her little belly from across the room. She tried so hard to go to sleep but just as she would start to relax, her eyes would pop open with another pang in her tummy. We walked and rocked and walked and rocked (and walked and rocked and walked and rocked) until it all passed and she could finally fall into a deep slumber.

This means we didn’t get on our morning schedule at all. Papa still managed to get dressed in his sharp new suit and got off to work on time –

And then, instead of getting right on her usual awake/nap schedule and me getting back to my to-dos, we just cuddled. Giana and I had the best morning being warm and snuggly in bed. It’s hard to care about anything else – especially a schedule – when I get to love on my little girl.