Routines and schedules are often mistaken for one another, but the distinction is crucial — It’s 9:00 A.M. on a frigid Tuesday in January, the promising optimism and naiveté of a new year still hovering around me like a stratus cloud, infiltrating my workspace, my home, my state of mind. As a mother of a 10-month-old baby girl, I am intimately familiar with the balancing…