Why is it that the last month of pregnancy feels like an eternity (one of the worst things I’ve found about being pregnant) but the first month with a newborn goes by in a flash? Littlest B was four weeks old this week and while in some ways it feels like she’s always been here, in other ways her birth on Valentine’s Day feels like it was yesterday. She’s growing so fast I wish time would slow down – this week I even found myself getting emotional when I realised she’s outgrown size one nappies and I had to go and buy size two! I’m blaming those pesky hormones…again. Did you find yourself getting emotional over funny things with your new baby? I’d love to know!