The days have taken on a steady rhythm: feed the small creature, change him, pick him up, put him down, try to nap/shower/eat and repeat. He’s very good and even sleeps most of the night, making me a very lucky new mother. In the evenings he gets a little fussy and wants to be attached to his food source (me) for hours on end, which can be quite exhausting. But I still think he is the most adorable little person in the world, even if my hands are rarely free to do anything that doesn’t involve him. Cazz is thrilled and I am content. And Peanut is tranquilo.