The clock is the peacekeeper in our house. It helps me decide what to do and when to do it. Naptime will be the hill I live and die on. If you contact me around the hours of 1-3pm, I probably won’t respond because my brain is taking a much needed break.

I’m a Type A personality, albeit leaning more Type B since having kids (because, hello, they make you that way), and after having my first baby, I was overwhelmed. I felt like my head never quit spinning the first few months and I was holding on by a thread. I knew that if I didn’t figure something out quickly, my mind was going to be forever lost in the new baby abyss.

Enter: a schedule. It saved my sanity. I mean it.

After doing lots of research about age appropriate wake times and finding a routine I was comfortable with, my world did a 180. I was able to plan for the day and not fly by the seat of my pants. The best part was that my baby found a reliable routine and knew what to expect each day.

As an adult, there is something comforting in knowing what’s coming next and I know my kids find comfort in this too. They have little control over their lives at such a young age and I’ve found that sticking to a schedule makes our days easier and happier. When baby number two entered our house and I was up to my ears in balancing another human life on my plate, I really learned the value of having a schedule.

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