He's found his thumb and sleeping through the night

A couple nights ago Neil and I were standing in the kitchen when we heard this loud sucking noise coming from Cameron's bedroom. As quietly as we could we opened the door to his room and peeked in and there he was, sucking on his tiny thumb. You wouldn't really think it would be that satisfying considering how small his thumb is, but apparently it's soothing. Who knows if this will really become a habit and if it will go on for a long time.

We gave him a pacifier for a while, but decided to take it away when we got back from Scotland not even two weeks ago. At that same time he started sleeping through the night(not even two weeks ago-meaning I am getting more sleep. Although I still tend to wake up. I'm going to have to learn how to sleep through the night myself!). I don't just mean he sleeps from 12 a.m. to 5 a.m. He sleeps roughly from 9 p.m. to 7.30 a.m.! I don't know what happened, but it's great. I didn't think it would ever happen. And was expecting to be getting up in the night for quite some time since I'm breastfeeding. Maybe he is able to self-soothe now that he sucks his thumb rather than looses his pacifier and wakes up in the middle of the night without it. The downside to the thumb is that you can't take it away...and it could be hard to stop. Not to mention cause us some extra pennies on the orthodontics bill in the future. I hope he doesn't keep up the thumb sucking until he's 8 years old, like somebody I know....

St. Kilda

Neil and I had the privilege to get to travel to St. Kilda while we were in Scotland. This archipelago is the most remote part of the British Isles. We took a three hour boat trip, leaving from Leverburgh, on the island of Harris. As you can see, it's a tiny island way out in the Atlantic. Nobody lives there, although there are conservationists that stay out there for a few weeks at a time working to preserve the island and maybe to do some research. People used to live there until the 1930's, when they people were evacuated and brought to live on the mainland. Apparently there have been people living on the main island, Hirta, since prehistoric times. It seems crazy for anyone to have found this place and then also to decide to live on the tiny island. You can walk from one end of the island to the other in a couple hours.

This is the earth house which dates back from about 2,000 years ago.

The village

To the right is a cleit, where they used to store food.

When you get to the top of the hill there is a 750 ft sheer drop to the ocean-yikes.

The birds!

Catchin' up

I have finally come to a point to decide to let people know that I have a blog. Not that there is much to see here. But seeing it would make it easier for family and friends to see a bit of what is going on here by viewing this blog, I've decided to try to start again. I'm not sure what that is going to entail but I'll just start with some pictures of Cameron (probably the only reason why anyone is really going to be visiting this blog, because let's face it-he's pretty cute and worth viewing)

This is Cameron playing under his 'baby gym'- he gets pretty excited about this

Neil, Cameron and granny on Laide beach

Ready for a walk