I love reading about people’s births (I am weird yes) and the early days when everything is a bit bananas.
Was just putting Dd to bed and remembered how I used to read newborn Dd a story every night (for 3 weeks) because I thought it would be enriching. She was hours old ffs 
And in Labour with a walking epidural, saying to the midwife about 10 times: OOH!! My waters have gone! And being told every time that no, I’d just pissed myself. Good times!