She's not like my first daughter."They said "No, she's fine, it's you, you have postnatal depression."So they bundled me off to the mother-baby unit for two months.The nurses usually take them for the first few nights to let you get sleep, but they ended up taking her full-time overnight as they had never had a kid that cried as much as Pippa.We left and I was still saying something is wrong, but my concerns were dismissed.Finally, a paediatrician agreed to do some genetic testing I was really angry they wouldn't take my word that she was different to my first child.And not just my word, but that she was failure to thrive, still tiny, wouldn't eat, wouldn't stop crying, wasn't meeting development milestones.There was no joy at the beginning of Pip's life.She'd sleep for probably two hours in a row