Milestones- One Month





They say that time flies when you’re having fun and boy-oh-boy has that been the case over the past four weeks. I’m still in total disbelief that Little Ored is one month old already, it seems like it was only yesterday I was impatiently waiting for him to arrive!

One of Ored’s friends- a Father of two- suggested that for the first six months babies do little other than poop, puke, feed and cry, but I don’t think this could be any further from the truth! (Well, at the very least it’s not all they do) Little Ored’s personality- sweet natured, relaxed and inquisitive- becomes more and more apparent and we find ourselves discovering new expressions, movements and sounds with every day.

At one month Little Ored…

  • Spends considerably more time awake during the day. This time isn’t spent grizzling either, as he’s more than happy to just lay back (literally) and look at his surroundings.
  • Responds to music and in particular, being sung too. His favourites are David Bowie, Zayn and Lana Del Rey.
  • Has completely grown out of his newborn clothes, but annoyingly isn’t quite ready for 0-3 months, so we’re temporarily in limbo!
  •  Is virtually rash and flakey-skin free (part in parcel for newborns whose skin is acclimatising to life outside of the womb)

Who knows what the next month will bring, but we can’t wait to find out!


Milestone cards from Paper & Wool




It’s A Boy!


As I sit here with a sleeping babe next to me, hands finally free to write this post, I’m still struggling to put into words what the past three weeks have meant for Ored and I, both as individuals and as a couple.

Because it’s virtually impossible to describe the beautiful whirlwind that has been our life since this little man came into it.  After two sweeps and an agonising wait- he was 10 days late- Baby Ored was born after just a four hour labour*, weighing 7lbs 15oz. With a full head of hair, button nose and lips that garnered the same reaction from everyone (“He’s got his Mother’s lips!”) we instantly fell in love.

Every cliched sentiment anyone has ever told you, or that you’ve ever read, about the wonders of parenthood is completely and utterly true. There is no love like it, but the amazing thing is that the three of us have been able to bask equally in the glow of this unconditional, boundless love.

Of course there have been moments where I was so delirious from a lack of sleep that I was laughing at everything, forgetting everything, and am still never able to find the time to dry my hair after a shower. But when I looked at Ored, he too was laughing, forgetting and lapsing on grooming. We’ve shared everything together- dirty nappies, hanging out endless cycles of washing and taking turns to wind Baby Ored so the other one can eat dinner – all with patience, humour and stolen kisses. It’s been the very definition of teamwork and I can’t imagine parenting working any other way.

And it isn’t all Ored. Little Ored’s personality shines stronger with every day. Sweet natured, inquisitive and above all super chilled if on occasion, a little grizzly. I can count on one hand the amount of times this baby has really cried (and almost all of those have been because he needs me to release a boob a little faster) which means that when Ored returned to work after his two week Paternity leave, I felt encouraged. Hell, I’ve even taken him out and about on my own, an experience which is yet to be as daunting and terrifying as I previously envisaged.

I thank my lucky stars, because my post-labour experience could have been very different as it is for so many new Mum’s.

And so begins my journey into Motherhood.

Stay with me and I’ll promise to [honestly] share with you. When I get a free moment of course!




P.S I will write more about my labour as it was such a positive experience, I really would like to share it with you. Like I’ve said before, there are too many horror stories out there and not enough reassuring ones!

The Baby Box


This weekend marked our first Antenatal class (hurrah!) and when asked by the course leader what we had bought for our newborn to sleep in, Ored with a wry smile declared “A very expensive cardboard box!”

I first read about the baby box in an issue of Gurgle (for UK Mamas I can’t begin to recommend this magazine enough, which offers insightful, informative and above all a non-judgemental approach to parenting, products and plenty more besides). The piece was small but it certainly grabbed my attention.

97% drop in infant death rate thanks to a box

Finnish-style baby boxes are being trialled in the UK. Mums at the Queen Charlotte & Chelsea Hospital will get a sturdy cardboard box and mattress (from The Baby Box Co) for baby’s first eight months. The small size compared to a Moses basket is thought to prevent babies rolling onto their tummies, believe to be a factor in SIDS. Finland’s seen a drop from 65 deaths per 1,000 births to 2 as a result of using them.

My interest was instantly piqued by statistics that seemed hard to fault. On further research I found that the stats run from 1938 to 2015, so one could argue that it isn’t the box alone but also a better understanding of cot death as a whole, which has contributed to a more informed and safer style of parenting. Either way I was sold.

As with any new parents, one of our biggest anxieties has been about the safety and wellbeing of our child.”How will we know if our baby is warm enough?” “How will I know if I’m producing enough milk to satisfy a very small but very hungry tummy?” Whilst a lot of these worries will disappear once we start getting to grips with parenthood-or so we’ve been told-  the baby box seemed to provide the perfect solution to one of our biggest niggles, “what is the safest space for our baby to sleep in?”

So we ordered our box from The Baby Box Company choosing the basic ‘Bed Box’ package because quite simply, we’d already begun amassing a ton of essentials from friends and family. Out of the four different prints available, we went for  ‘lovable lions’ as our Nursery ‘theme’ seems to have organically evolved into something resembling a safari!  And anticipating that I’ll always need to have one sheet in the washing machine, I also added an extra mattress sheet, bringing the total (including shipping) to approx £66 which is totally in keeping with the average price of a moses basket, if not slightly cheaper!

The box took about a week to arrive and when it did we were both pleasantly surprised.

The box was…

  1. Bigger than I expected- For some reason the official measurements (26 3/4 X 16 3/4 X 11 1/2 inches) hadn’t quite resonated with me, so in my mind I was picturing something significantly smaller.
  2. Sturdier than I imagined – Prior to ordering, I was a little dubious at claims that parents leave the box on the floor. I kept imagining myself tripping up over the box in the middle of the night! But the reality is that due to the size and structure of the box, it simply doesn’t need a stand like most moses baskets do.
  3. Of a very high quality- When I ordered the box, I had no idea what to expect. So I was delighted and relieved to find the box exceeded all expectations!



It seemed like more than mere coincidence when less than a month after buying our box, Scotland announced that it was trialling baby boxes in every hospital from the start of summer, 2017. Another great reassurance for us!


I will do another post once baby is born, because currently I feel like I’m reviewing a film that has received rave reviews but that I haven’t actually seen. In the meantime what I will say is that whether you chose to buy a moses basket, box or let your little one sleep in a bassinet for the first few months- trust YOUR instinct, because if it’s one thing I have learnt throughout this pregnancy (and particularly in our antenatal class) is that there will always be conflicting, contradicting and sometimes confusing advice given to you about almost anything and everything . You just have to trust your natural instinct as parents!