That is a good way of looking at it. I have always said the years fly by but the days are long. I divide the day into ‘shifts’. I now get my coffee before getting my pals up. And in the middle afternoon, after he is fed, etc., I take a ‘break’ before I start second shift, dinner, etc, After he goes to bed, that is my time to myself, I usually read for a while. I am lucky, he is still sleeping through the night for the most part. In the early days, the worry kept me up, but now I usually sleep through the night, unless he needs something. One day (or week) at a time.