I have been slowly entering into the state of new mom sleep deprived zombie. Despite Cedar's best efforts, she is in fact a newborn and does not necessarily respect the rules about sleeping at night. Bryce asked me this morning (as I nursed the baby in bed at 4am) if I was going psycho yet. I had to think about it. But even though my mom leaves tomorrow and I'm sort of in denial, we are happy. Happy to be together. And not psycho quite yet.