Not really, still coming to terms with fatherhood and adjusting to a radically different sleep schedule. With some minor complications arising from Management’s emergency C-Section I’m holding down the graveyard shift, which with my impending return to work has left me with a sour knot in my stomach.

I have arrived at the conclusion that infants are both the most wonderful thing yet the most terrifying as well. Never before have I been filled with such joy and dread swirling about as I struggle for some shred of self-possession. She is a tiny but powerful bundle of disruption.

Time to grab at some scraps of sleep as they drift by.