A week ago we were still in hospital, little Miss was only a day old, and I was trying to get a bit of extra rest after a few sleepless nights before I even had her. Time has just flown, and yet at the same time, gone really slowly. I can hardly believe that it was only just over a week ago that I was still pregnant and I hadn't met her yet. Just over a week ago that I had three children not four. Just over a week ago that I was sick of being pregnant and just wanted her here, now. So much can happen in such a short space of time, it feels as though she's always been here.