It was now 7am and Guy hadn't been disturbed since the 5am wakeup call, he had two hours until his wife was home and he knew how much she liked Zosia in routine. So he got out of bed and into his daughter's room she was awake but again biting on the ear of the toy, her eyes lit up once she saw her father and reached her arms up, "Dada," she smiled and he lifted her up and she kept hold of the lamb, then placed her on his hip. Though she squirmed and looked uncomfortable, and started to whimper, and pointed to the changing table by her cot.

"Thank you Zoshie," Guy said with a groan this was not the way he wanted to start his morning.

…

After getting Zosia cleaned up and comfortable he then placed her into her high chair and started the chore of getting her breakfast, he made some porridge and placed it by the window, which he hoped would cool it down and a cucumber which he had found was helping her as her molars were coming through and they were giving her jip as, she was spending most of the time biting on the ear of her lamb and whenever she was going to be fed, she would turn her face away and move her head. Making 'nuh' noises, "Are you going to eat this morning?" Guy asked and Zosia shook her head covering her face.

"Nuh," she turned her face and Guy sighed heavily, "No…noooo," she kicked her legs and cried again, "Nuh."

"Zosia you have to eat," Guy said angrily as he then pulled the porridge and cucumber over, Zosia turned her head and Guy didn't have the patience his wife did, "Zosia!"

"NO!" She screamed and knocked it off, "No eat…Zoshie no eat….Zoshie noo eaaaat."

"OK fine have it your way," if there's one thing Zosia hadn't expected, was her father to give up and she wasn't liking it.

"Dada," she cried and he ignored her cleaning up after her, "Dada! Dada! DADA!" She screamed and Guy ignored her again, he had more strength of being able to block out her cries, Zosia tilted her head back and cried, "Dada," she reached out and Guy placed the sippy cup onto the high chair table, "Noooo!" She screamed and Guy went to the fridge, "Dada….Dada!" she carried on crying even after he left the room, "Daaaaadaaaa," she sat back and cried and rocked back and forward, "Dada," she bounced up and down crying, her face full of tears and nose snotty, she was a determined baby and carried on screaming until Guy didn't have the patience to hear it anymore, as he entered back Zosia turned her head, "Dada…dada," she held her arms but Guy stepped in front of her.

"OK Zoshie," he got a wipe and wiped the tears away and snot, then disposed it holding it by one finger, "We have to show mama," he lifted her out and she rubbed her eye, "That we can get along OK," he decided after that disastrous attempt of breakfast maybe he'd be able to get her to eat after a bath.

….

Guy had Zosia wrapped in a towel and sat her on his bed, rubbing her hair dry she was a lot calmer now, perhaps him showing her who's boss had told her, "Are they through yet?" Guy looked inside her mouth and saw that the molars were breaking through the gums, "OK," he went into her room and pulled out white tights a dress and walked back in, "Are you going to cooperate?" he asked and Zosia said nothing, "I hope so because I get enough hassle at Northchurch.

Once Zosia was dressed and seemed to be cooperating well Guy tried breakfast one more time, he placed a bib around her neck and then heated up porridge again, along with cutting up a cucumber, she actually cooperated and before he knew it she was done, "So Zoshie what was so bad first time?" he asked and she smiled, "Wasn't it quite up to madams standards?" and Zosia smiled again, "What's the smiling for? Zosia?" she carried on smiling and he frowned, "OK then," he lifted her out and carried her into the living room, "See we can get along if we try."

Zosia pointed to the cassette box and toddled over, "Play," Zosia reached in and Guy's eye grew.

"No there's aren't to play with," Guy dashed over and placed her behind him, "You do not touch these, these are daddy's cassettes!" Guy said loudly and Zosia's eyes grew sparkly, "You don't touch these OK," he placed it down and Zosia rubbed her eyes, "Oh don't cry," he panicked and the one year old burst into tears, "OK," he picked her up and tried to calm her down, "Look we've got Zoshie toys….we've got a shape sorter," he picked up a wooden shape sorter, and Zosia shook her head, "Ohhh look here it's an abacus…lots of fun for counting!" he picked up an abacus and he then used it, "See we move things along," she cried louder, "Or we have lamb," he picked up the soaked eared lamb, "Which is soaked but you love that," she took it and carried on crying, "Please stop crying," he begged and Zosia's cries soon turned into whimpers and hiccups, "There, lamb has come to make you happy."

"Bubba," she rubbed her eyes and Guy had to try and understand, "Bubba," she said again.

"What's bubba?" he asked and Zosia leant back and pointed to the kitchen, "You can't be hungry again."

"Bubba, bubba," she began to kick off in his arms, "Bubba!" Zosia shouted and Guy sighed.

"Zosia I don't understand!" Guy shouted and Zosia started to cry again.

"Bubba!" she cried again and rubbed her left eye, "Dada bubba!" she indicated to the kitchen and Guy tried to think, "Bubba….bubba."

"OK….bottle?" Guy asked and Zosia then stopped crying, "Is that what you want?"

"Bubba," she said again and Guy tilted his head back, "Bubba."

"OK but you can't tell mama," Guy walked back into the kitchen and got the bottle from the draining board, "OK juice?" he asked and Zosia pointed to the orange squash, "Very weak it'll give you a poorly tummy."

So Guy filled the bottle back up with a tiny bit of squash and then filled the rest with water, "Bubba," she reached and Guy gave it to her. Guy placed her into the play pen and Zosia walked over to the large cushion and laid down on it.

"Have you worn yourself out?" Guy asked and Zosia looked up at him, she laid her head down on the cushion, "You're not due a nap until ten."

"Tiwed," she said and Guy then got a blanket and placed it over her, he decided her morning had been quite hectic, so he broke her routine. As soon as her breathing fell heavy he placed the lamb near her and looked at hers, then walked over to the sofa.

"So hard being a baby isn't it?" he asked himself and then turned on the radio, "Nothing but eating and sleeping….whilst I spend my days drilling into skulls and removing tumours and fixing severe head injuries…yes being a baby is so much work."

….

Guy decided that an hour was enough as it was now eight and one hour until his wife arrived home, he walked over to the pen and gently woke up Zosia, at first she wasn't too pleased as she was groggy, "Don't give me that look," he ordered and Zosia rubbed her eye, "Come on," he lifted her up and realised she was heavy, "Oh you do love doing this don't you?" he asked and Zosia twiddled with her hair, "Come on then."

After changing her Guy then sat her on his lap and she cuddled her lamb, "Lamb," she smiled at Guy and pointed.

"Yes it's very lovely!" Guy tried to sound excited and bounced her on his knee, "We can show mama we know how to get along, we don't need her telling us we get along," he tickled her tummy and she giggled, "Do we?" he then rested his chin on top her head.

"No," she answered and smiled.

….

One hour later Guy had finished reading Zosia a book about neurosurgery, but he hid it behind the sofa, once the door opened, "I knew I should've asked you…I just wanted to prove-"

"Colette you're a student nurse and you trail me….it will be me getting in trouble," Guy heard his wife Anya and the sound of a younger nurse, "Shh because it's nine and I can imagine Guy is still asleep…he rarely wakes up."

"Even with your baby?" Colette asked and Anya nodded, "Poor thing."

"Though if she screams loud enough it wakes the neighbours."

"Morning," Guy grins and both nurses jump. Zosia grinned reached out for her mama, "You have no idea what kind of morning we've had."

"You're up and dressed before nine?" Anya questioned and Zosia was then handed her to her mama, "What have you done?"

"Nothing she woke me up at seven and we had an interesting morning," Guy answered and Anya giggled her in her arms, "And she's left you a little surprise."

"Oh thank you," Anya sighed and Guy laughed, "Not funny…I'm knackered."

"I've been up early!...oh and who's this?" Guy asked and the young nurse went shy.

"Colette Sheward student nurse, she's trailing me and excuse me," Anya placed her bag down and Zosia started to squirm, "Night shift and yet you still can't change a nappy?"

"Actually-"

"Save it."

"Thank you for waking up Guy, thank you for feeding her Guy, thank you for bathing her Guy, my pleasure," Guy walked into the kitchen and Colette stood awkwardly, "Are you coming in?"