The first few weeks of being a FTM was the hardest job I’ve ever experienced in my life. My hormones were running wild and my body was a wreck. I was so sleep deprived I felt like I could die. I didn’t know what I was doing, I didn’t speak baby! It felt like my baby didn’t love me, I was such a hot mess!! Even my hubby was on the same boat. The struggle was real. But now at exactly 12 weeks I can’t even explain the joy. Cameron now sleeps all through the night waking up to feed and change only once around 4-5am and goes back to sleep. He is such a happy baby and always laughing. His personality has shined through and it made all those sleepless nights worth it.