Scout @ 6 Months

baby scout feet

6 months of you

Where has the time gone? It seems like just yesterday that we welcomed our little 7lb bundle into the world and completed our little family.

It’s not always been easy… at times, it’s been the hardest thing in the world… But Scout has made it an absolute pleasure.

The past few months have been stressful, with a house move still looming over our heads I hoped that by now we might be able to finally get excited about our new home but at every turn something has managed to go wrong! Maybe by the time she hits the less notable milestone of 7 months we’ll be a step closer…!

Scout Zelda Rose

  • Loves to laugh
  • Loves singing, dancing and getting a fright
  • Still has no teeth but been chewing like mad since day 1 – who knows when they’ll appear!
  • Occasional thumb sucker
  • She sleeps so well – and I think I’m allowed to breath a sigh of relief since Oscar was a complete sleep thief!
  • We have just started weaning and I’m trying to feel excited, but feeling sad at the end of yet another “baby phase”
  • Penchant for playing Duplo with her bro… even if he still isn’t mad on sharing.
  • Captain Calamari is life
  • Completed her first level swimming and seems to love the water!
  • Experienced her first two flights – to London & back

It has been so special to watch our little baby grow and start to develop her own little personality, but I’d be lying if I said it hadn’t been bittersweet.

I think with your first baby everything is so new and exciting that you’re always looking forward to “the next milestone”. I wouldn’t say I wished Oscar’s time away, but I was blissfully unaware of how fleeting every stage would be. So with Scout I have found myself clinging onto every stage, willing it to last just another day. Savouring cuddles where I can get them and keeping her up later than I ever did with Oscar.

Onto the next chapter

Those newborn days were over in the blink of an eye and when I think back I do feel sad despite being so excited to get to know the determined little human she’s growing into – and I think that’s ok.

I mean, Oscar turns three next month and it doesn’t seem that long ago that he was Scout’s age! Anyway, here’s to her next six months and squeezing the most cuddles, smile, giggles, adventures and memories out of my maternity leave. 🧡

Lou x

Motherhood: Levelling up in London

Taking the Plunge

This weekend I travelled down to London, solo, to see one of my dearest friends. She hadn’t had a chance to meet Scout yet, and it was proving difficult for her to find a date she was able to get back up to Scotland. So on a bit of a whim, I decided instead to book a flight down to London to see her instead.

I booked it, and told everyone that asked that I was really looking forward to it and it would all be brilliant. And I was really looking forward to it – spending time with one of my oldest friends and exploring more of a city, that previously I’d only actually been to twice… but I was also worrying a bit (maybe more than a “bit”)…

You see, I don’t think I’d ever have done this with Oscar when he was a baby. Generally, I’m not a worrier, but I’m not sure I had the confidence as a first time Mum to a six month old to take the plunge and go it alone on a solo trip. I think it would all have been just a bit too scary.

However, I’ve spoken before about how in some ways I feel like a “different mother” second time round. So I decided I’d just go for it and push myself out of my comfort zone.

As last week rolled round I did start to get a bit nervous. We went on a wee outing to pick strawberries in the week and Scout was on such poor form. Screaming in the carrier and generally just being a massive grump which gave me the FEAR. It did not bode well for our trip considering I was only planning on taking the carrier. No pram.

I think I’m a fairly relaxed person, and mostly, I feel confident in my parenting even if a vast majority of it is definitely filed under the heading “winging it”, but man, I’d be lying if I said I don’t get stressed out sometimes, especially when it comes to crying. That, coupled with the fact of be completely on my own with no one to take turns with if things turned tricky was scary.

The reality was, as ever, nowhere near as scary as I had thought! Ok, so the 4am start wasn’t ideal and as a result, Scout was a wee bit grumpy but that’s where the carrier comes into its own – for sleeping. Sitting on the runway for an hour before we took off also wasn’t ideal… but I survived. At the other end the public transport was seamless and I was sitting on Jess’ sofa by 10.30am.

Preparation was Key

I packed light… very light! I took one little Kanken rucksack. It was more than enough for two nights for both of us. I dwindled my list down to the essentials – an outfit for each day for Scout and the same for me. I wore my bulkier items of jeans and a jumper, although, turns out I definitely didn’t need them in the 32 degree heat of the Capital!

I also packed smart. I had 4 nappies and half a pack of wipes in my trusty Mutha.Hood pouch for the journey and asked my friend to buy me a small pack to use while I was down there. I also borrowed most of my toiletries – cause ya know, what are friends for?! A large muslin, ie. the most versatile baby product of all time, (this one is one of my favourites from Book of Deer) packs smaller than a changing mat, and is perfect for changing, wiping up any sick, using as a wee sun cover or blanket etc.

I also took an extra wee pouch that I kept all my travel essentials in for easy access – passport, boarding pass, phone, some cash and my card. That way I didn’t have to keep taking my backpack on and off to get stuff in and out. If I had been super duper organised I’d have actually bought a little karabiner to hook it onto the baby carrier… I thought about this at the airport on the way home, and I’m gonna get one for future use!

Wear that Baby!

The thought of navigating London transport with a pram brought me out in a sweat, so I decided to just take the carrier, but this came with it’s own worries. It was really hot in London and I was worried about Scout or me, overheating. It also didn’t seem the ideal way to be able to enjoy a meal. As with my packing though, I was keen to travel with as little stuff as possible and the carrier meant I was able to do this. I have a few carriers and I chose to take our Connecta. It was the first time I’d used it but I would highly recommend it as a holiday carrier. It’s nice and light but with good support and really easy to get on and off by yourself – even in the confines of an EasyJet plane seat!

No Pressure

Just have fun! We had ideas of stuff we could do, but it was all really relaxed and we didn’t put any pressure on ourselves to see or do loads over the two days. We stopped in parks when we needed to let Scout out the carrier and stretch, kick and feed and we stuck to the shade when we needed to.

I can be bad for piling pressure on myself sometimes when it comes to doing things. I build days out or activities up in my own head, and then feel like I’ve failed a bit if they don’t go exactly to plan, but it’s taken me a while to learn that sometimes… or even a lot of the time… things don’t always go to plan where kids are involved, and that’s ok.

Levelled Up

I ended up having the best time, I’m so glad I did it… and actually wish I’d done it sooner, or even with Oscar when he was little. I know that I’ve not scaled Everest blindfolded, but still, I’m proud of myself, and I think that’s ok!

There’s been quite a few points recently that I’ve felt a bit bogged down by everything. Parenting two littles has felt like a bit of a slog. As expected, having two has come with a whole host of new challenges, and quite often I’ve felt a bit defeated. This weekend has given me the wee confidence boost I needed. It’s left me feeling refreshed, and reassured me that maybe I’m doing alright after all.

Huge shout out to my wonderful friend for letting me stay with her and making the weekend so great – for picking Scout up when she cried, playing with her to give me some peace and most importantly, holding her while I ate my ramen! We even got to enjoy Love Island together in person rather than over WhatsApp.

I feel like I’ve levelled up and I’ve earned a new badge for my ‘parenting sash’. Don’t get me wrong, I don’t think this one little trip has earned me Superwoman status, you might be reading this thinking “I do that all the time, big deal!” But parenting can sometimes feel relentless and can be a thankless task and I think we should always celebrate the wins big and small because that little pick me up can set us back on the right path and remind us that we’re doing more than just surviving!

I’d love to hear about the badges that you’ve earned. Is there any feat you’ve undertaken big or small that has given you a much needed parenting boost?

I mean… even just changing a baby in a plane toilet deserves a medal – amma right?!

Lou x

3rd Trimester

28th week of pregnancy, the Third Trimester – well, that kinda snuck up on us…

Time really does go so quickly, especially when you barely have a second to think about the fact that you’re pregnant but I’m loving it. I finally have an actual bump and don’t just look like I’ve piled on a tonne of timber… YAY!

When I announced I was pregnant, I asked for people’s experiences of anterior placentas and the feedback was a mixed bag. From people saying they still felt a tonne of movement to others saying they didn’t feel an awful lot. I knew I’d just have to wait and see and I’m glad to say that I’m feeling a lot, and seeing lots of movement on the outside too which is always really reassuring! Thank you to everyone that took time to comment!

I’d say in the last few weeks I’ve been starting to think more about what it’ll actually be like when the baby arrives and it’s so exciting… AND SCARY! I’m definitely one, in general, to be outwardly positive about my feelings and not really discuss my reservations, but they’re there, by the bucket load! Continue reading

Twenty Weeks

Twenty week scan picture of Baby Smith II

A little update

Well, it’s safe to say 20 weeks has flown by. I planned on doing an update long before now, but life with a toddler seems to always get in the way, so then I thought I’d just wait until our 20 week scan to make sure everything was alright. I’m not an anxious person at all, but even I couldn’t help but have that wee niggle at the back of my mind on the way to the hospital, wondering if everything would be okay. I am relieved to say everything was fine.

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Eighteen Month Update 

As with every age milestone, I’m not quite sure where the time has gone. But here we are, on the 11th February 2017, having just put our eighteen month old baby toddler to bed (before rapidly scoffing a Chinese takeaway – we know how to live…)

This time last year I was starting to worry about my return to work and couldn’t even imagine what life would be like a year later with a toddler running rings around us. The last six months in particular have flown in and our little boy has flourished in so many ways since he’s started walking (/running everywhere). However, I also think it’s been the most challenging time since embarking on this parenting malarkey – from worrying about his rather limited vocabulary (yes, I know, *eye roll*, it’ll all come in time) to looking up baby boarding schools when he’s been demonstrating rather ‘difficult’ behaviour (like the time he tried to chuck himself in the pond at Holyrood Park and got mud all over my favourite Zara coat). But as always, with the occasional lows, come the unbeatable highs –

  • He dances like a maniac & loves to strum Robin’s guitars. He has infinitely better rhythm than I do
  • Often ‘cooks’ poor George Pig in a pot in his little kitchen (if you’re not familiar with obnoxious Peppa + her petulant little brother George then you might find this sinister, but I promise you, they deserve what’s coming to them)
  • He runs about tidying up the mess he has made like a little house elf which was great, until I discovered he was ‘tidying away’ his dirty pyjamas into the bin
  • We’re slowly ticking off items from our Adventure List – it’s felt so good to make the most of our days together and have so many more to look forward to in the coming weeks
  • Gives the best cuddles and the biggest smiles. He is confident, fiercely independent and absolutely loves being around people
  • In the midst of planning our second family holiday, I can’t help but feel a pang of excitement when I think of all the new experiences he’s going to have (and all the pizza we’ll eat)


These highs serve as a gentle reminder to me to slow down and savour the everyday moments with our little fella. It can be all too easy to wish the time away – “I wonder when he’ll start saying more words” or “I can’t wait until he’ll follow instructions better when we’re out” – but ultimately these things will come and right now we are enjoying him for the little tiny tornado that he is. I definitely needed this reminder tonight when he chucked handfuls of beef stew and rice all down me instead of eating it..!

So despite the odd meltdown, he is still the most smiley little human there is and makes us laugh daily and my heart swell with pride – keep being you Oscar!