It’s been three weeks now, and apart from the 2am and 5am wake-up calls, it’s not been the complete disaster that we were expecting. As long as you follow the basic rules – feed, clean, regulate – then everything seems to be ok. I suspect we’re basking in an ocean of ignorance, but I’m quite happy to be in bliss for now!

On a side issue, it still feels pretty strange. On occasion, whilst sits down doing something, you’ll look round and discover that an absent minded friend or relation has left a small baby here by mistake – and then the hind-brain kicks in, and says “No your’s silly :-) ”. I’m still looking for the instruction manual that the hospital should have given us; until then we’ll just have to guess….