Well I've been on mornings for one week now. I love being able to interact with real people at real people hours but I'm exhausted at the end of the day. My body still wants to be awake all night and sleep all day. Gradually I think my body is getting the idea that it belongs in the world of daylight again.

The little guy has had a hard time wondering why I crash before even getting him into his jammies or reading him bedtime stories. Dadda gets up at 3am (soon to be 4am) just doesn't make sense to him at 7 or 8pm. Oh well, we'll manage. We always do.