In the Beginning...

I married Daddy Pig (DP) not long after I graduated from University.  We were delighted that we fell pregnant so easily (even if it felt like it was taking forever at the time lol).  Our first son entered our world in August 2004.  It was a difficult birth to say the least but he was just beautiful... blue eyes and blonde hair - perfect!  I feel tearful writing this because it is not often I allow myself to think fondly of that day, but years on, I know it was very special :-)  Thing 1 (T1) was a contented baby on the whole.  He had colic from about 4 weeks to 10 weeks but other than that, he settled into a marvellous routine.  Was it my love of routine or his that made that work? We will never know but it worked well.  He ate well and slept well.  At 5 months old he gave out the most amazing heartwarming giggles.  I went back to work when T1 was 5 months old and DP became a stay-at-home dad.  He crawled at 11 months old.  I guess the first time I wondered if he was different to other babies of the same age was when I met up with a couple of friends who had similar age babies around their first birthday.  T1 did not seem to cope with the other babies crying or them looking at him.  It was odd.  I put it to the back of my mind though and carried on with trying to figure out this mummy malarky.