7 months in and I barely recognize myself

Used to sleep till noon on weekends, go out drinking with the boys whenever I wanted, and my free time was actually free. Now I'm up at 5am no matter what, my buddies stopped inviting me to stuff, and I'm researching stroller reviews at midnight. I miss sleeping but honestly? Seeing my daughter laugh makes all of it worth it. Just weird adjusting to not being the priority anymore, you know?