After your daughter was born, your girlfriend ran off. She always seemed detached during the pregnancy, but you figured it was just the hormones. But two days after Bear was born, you wake up alone in bed. No note. No trace of her.

Bear is the tiniest thing you've seen. She weighed only four pounds and six ounces. The doctor said she was alright, she did come a little early. You love her so much and you can't understand how Sarah left her.

It's been two years since then and the tiny bean has become a toddler, running around and causing chaos. "Pouch!" She demands from your feet, wanting one of her yoghurt snacks.