I left Annie with Tom for the first time tonight while I went out for dinner with friends. It was really lovely to have a break, but so difficult to walk out the door.

I missed the children and was worried about how he would cope with all four of them, but when I got home, everyone was tucked up asleep in bed, including Annie in his arms, having had her first bottle feed. 

He’s really surprising me at the moment; ever since Annie was born he’s really been putting my mind at rest – that he didn’t mean his threat to take her, and that he’s not going to rip my world apart, after all. 

My love for him is returning with a depth I’ve not felt before.

It would seem that becoming a dad has changed him for the better; into the man I always hoped he would be.