We had our first break for the summer last week, a little jaunt up to North Uist in the Western Isles, where our friend’s parents have a holiday house. Not really a jaunt much, to be honest, more like an epic treck around Scotland. We stopped off for a night on Skye, from where the ferry was going, and we didn’t help ourselves by starting the journey off with a visit to some other friends in Aberdeen, and their three month old daughter. So a lot of driving! Milo wasn’t too keen on all the sitting in the car seat and it really messed up his sleeping pattern, and I ended up feeding him way more than I usually would to calm him down (and man am I glad I’m still breastfeeding). He enjoyed being out and about on the beaches and dunes though getting rosy cheeks from the wind and did well with all the strange new people he was exposed to. It’s good for him to see the world and not get too settled into his routine, even if he was delighted to be back home and reunited with his baby gym.
Anyway, was a lovely holiday apart from all the driving, and I have loads and loads of pictures of all the amazing landscape, which I think I’ll share over several posts, once I’ve sorted through and edited them, which always seems to take me forever these days!