This frightened baby is me - don’t know why I look so scared as mum was a natural. This picture brings back memories of my daughter Lucy as a baby. On arriving at mums with Lucy, mum and dad would fight over who was having her by telling me the other one was “nipping” her so they should have her but it was always mums turn when rocking her to sleep. Lucy liked to be rocked fast and held tight which mum was good at. To help Lucy sleep, mum would “ lovingly” sing the rhyme “shut your gob, eat your tea, or you’ll go in the frying pan” - who knows ??