In Month 2 of parental leave, my parents fly over from Scotland, and we celebrate Charlie’s first Christmas — with all the grandparents in one place. I talk mum guilt (why does getting your nails done feel borderline criminal?), witching hour madness, and the power of support when it comes to rebuilding your confidence.

We start to find our stride, helped massively by some rather wonderful postnatal classes. And encounter a different kind of New Years Eve. Do we even make it to midnight?

Also: Toby is back — or Big Toe, as he’s now known. And yes, I struggle to get this episode out on time… because five months on, life is very much happening.