It’s been four weeks since M was born. I cried the moment when she came into the world, her tiny body lying on P’s chest, her dark eyes looked expectantly at P. We had been expecting her for nine months, wondering what she would look like and worrying constantly if she was healthy. The anxiety was instantly washed away by a wave of joy and awe the moment we saw her beautiful face and delicate features. She looked so fragile, yet magnificent – a masterpiece created by mother nature, built from all but a cell from P and another from me. In that instant I knew that my life would be changed forever by an unbreakable bond between me and this being.