And there we were with our brand new baby. That first night might have been the hardest of all. Louis was breathing very heavily and his little noises were preventing me from sleeping next to him. Because we were a bit worried after having to sign off responsibility to be able to take him home, neither Leonard nor I got much sleep that night. In the end Leonard slept on the sofa with Louis in his crib right next to him. My mum had proposed to come and help when the baby was born, but I had asked her to wait 2 weeks. I had been worried that she would come, swoop in and take over, and that Leonard and I would not be able to find our own way of doing things. Needless to say that after a week of severe sleep deprivation and cracked nipples I regretted that decision deeply! When she finally came, Leonard and I were incredibly relieved and grateful. She even took a few shifts during the night, which is really above and beyond what you could expect of a grandmother. But we were desperate.