Mornings are my favourite time of day now. Isabel wakes up slowly, often content to coo and stretch in her crib for a few minutes while I pull on pants and tuck fresh nursing pads into my bra. She's slowly teaching me her night time schedule: eat from 9 to 11, then sleep until 2 am, or 3 if I'm lucky; up again at 6, 7 if her diaper isn't too dirty; back to sleep for a couple more hours, preferably snuggled against me in my bed, but she's ok with the crib too.
Night times are easy. Predictable. Mornings are sweet. Contented.