It's Friday evening, I'm in a mellow mood, and I'm happy for you both. Remember that the first two years are the hardest, just keep on going. Our Rachel is four and a half now and, instead of changing nappies, it's "daddy, daddy, read this book!" I've come up with a piece of wise philosophy: Crying doesn't do much harm to a baby; listening to it doesn't do much harm to an adult.