Saying Goodbye…

“A heart break isn’t always as loud as a bomb exploding. Sometimes, it could be as quiet as a feather falling and the most painful thing is, nobody hears it except you – Anon

On Wednesday the 2nd of January 2013, our lives changed in the most difficult and heart breaking way ever. I have spoken about this in previous blogs although not in detail, because I didn’t feel ready to share that part of our lives with the world.

But here we are a year later, and we are ok. We are living each day as it comes. We got through it. We are coping. And so I now feel strong enough to be able to share our story with you in the hope of helping someone else who may be feeling or going through the same thing, and to let you know that you can, and will, get through it.

On the 2nd of January 2013 , Paul and I lost our baby. 

I remember settling down to watch the new series of One Born Every Minute with a cuppa and some leftover Christmas chocolates. I felt awful, and had done all day, but put it down to an over indulgent Christmas and New Year.  Paul had just taken the boys up to bed and we were all looking forward to getting back to normal after the New Year break.

The theme music started. And after that,  everything is a blur.

Paul found me collapsed in the toilet about 20 minutes later. I was as white as a sheet, my clothes were soaked in sweat and I was drifting in and out of consciousness. I had lost so much blood. Too much blood. We both knew what had happened, but neither of us said it.

I remember the paramedics rushing up the stairs to me, being hooked up to drips and monitors and taken in an ambulance to A&E. I remember being so embarrassed by the mess I was in and constantly apologising to the paramedic, who couldn’t have been nicer, or more understanding. But the sympathetic glances, and the gentle “It’ll be ok” told me straight away that nothing was going to be alright.

I remember not crying. I just felt completely numb. It was as if I was watching this happening to someone else.

I remember lying in the cubicle in A&E, with Paul trying to make me  laugh (as we always do in the most awful situations) and just having a feeling of complete emptiness come over me. Helplessness. Guilt. Sadness.

And then the doctor came. And the tears came. And they didn’t stop for a long time.

We had lost our baby at a little over 12 weeks gestation.

We had no scans. No medical notes. Nothing, physically, to remember the fact our baby actually existed. But the loss of our baby broke our hearts. There was no reason. It wasn’t anyone or anything’s fault. But a part of us will never fully recover from it.

January, February and March came and went. I wasn’t living my life. I was simply getting through each day as best I could. I was dragging myself out of bed for the sake of my boys and Paul and getting to the end of the day before breaking down in tears again. The guilt was unbearable. You feel you should been able to protect your own baby from everything and anything. And I couldn’t. I didn’t.

In April, I started this blog with the hope of sharing our story and giving and receiving help and support from others who were going through the same thing. I have a post drafted from that first blog day that I have never been able to publish. I just wasn’t ready. I wasn’t coping.

But here we are, a year later. We’re stronger than we have ever been as a family. We got through it. And I feel I can finally post about this. About our loss. There are still days where the pain just hits you all over again.  We struggled at Aiden’s nursery concert in June seeing all the newborn babies. We struggled at the beginning of July around our due date. I have still never been able to watch One Born Every Minute. Maybe one day.

As for our family plans, we’re lucky to have our two beautiful boys. And we appreciate them every single day, and hug them even harder now.  But we will always remember our third baby. The little one who was there, but who never got to stay.


Little Snowdrop

The world may never notice if a Snowdrop doesn’t bloom,
Or even pause to wonder if the petals fall too soon,
But every life that ever forms or even comes to be,
Touches the world in some small way for all eternity.
The little one we longed for was swiftly here and gone,
But the love that was then planted is a light that still shines on,
And though our arms are empty our hearts know what to do,
Every beating of our hearts says that we love you.


Saying Goodbye is a charity offering support and services for anyone who has lost a baby in pregnancy, at birth, or in the early years. Saying Goodbye is for all parents who carried a child, but did not get to meet them. For those who held their baby, but did not take them home, & for those who did take their little ones home, but they did not stay. 

Saying Goodbye has brought to the UK the first national set of services – all services take place in cathedrals and are held by ministers. These are a fitting tribute to all babies who have been lost.

Please LIKE the page


Twitter @SayinggoodbyeUK


My best friend has decided to run the 10k on the 11th May 2014 and raise money for this amazing charity! If I can start my training soon I will hopefully be joining her! Every small donation helps and will go towards providing help and support for other families out there who are going through the devastating effects of baby loss. Please help her to reach her fundraising target by donating here, and a massive thank you if you do:

If you have been affected by baby loss, in any way at all or at any stage of pregnancy, and just want someone to speak to, cry with or vent at, then please feel free to email me at or get in touch with the amazing people at Saying Goodbye. The help and support they offer is incredible.


Aiden – First 3 months at school!


My gorgeous boy has been in Primary one for 3 months now. Three whole months. I have no idea what has happened this year but the time is flying by and I don’t know how to feel about it!

Aiden has absolutely amazed us. We always knew he would have no problems settling in at school. He was more than ready for the last few months of nursery and did nothing but talk about school for months! But I never expected him to be as settled and to pick things up as quickly as he has!

I know every parent sings their child’s praises but I have never been prouder of him. He has been getting certificate after certificate, awards from the head teacher and his report on his first ever parents night (which I managed not to cry through…yay!) was incredible! He is already showing particular strengths with his mathematics and the speed in which he has picked up his reading is amazing. He really is a wee star.

Of course, his favourite parts of school are gym class and play time – typical boy!

We had real worries with what school we were going to send Aiden to. We had two choices – the local school or the school both myself and Paul went to and is in the area we grew up in. The latter, I think, was more of a comfortable choice, as we knew what to expect from it.  I’ll admit we don’t live in the best area – so the local school was always going to be a risk. However, it is a brand new school building (opened in 2009) and has all the latest technology, IT equipment and facilities. It is a small school, with an extremely caring, understanding and skilled teaching staff, a strict but open head teacher and fantastic extra curricular activities and groups. One of the perks of being in a “deprived” area.

Sending Aiden to that school has been the best decision we have ever made. He is thriving, has made a new group of friends and is surprising us every day.

Yes. I’m one of those over bearing, embarrassing, ridiculously proud mummies. Don’t worry, I even cringe at myself. But for any parent with children going to school next year, I just wanted them to know that the worst part is the lead up to it. You will worry every single day. You will doubt yourself numerous times. You will send them to school with a suitcase full of food so they don’t starve. You will be tempted to turn up at play time just to make sure they’re ok.

But they’ll be fine. More than fine. They’ll surprise you every single day. Appreciate every moment of it – because this is the time you really notice them starting to grow up.

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And this was Aiden with his first reading book – two weeks after he first started school. Like I said – overly proud mummy.

The Southside Girl x

Hogmanay – What have you got planned?

With everyone and their granny starting to lose their minds over Christmas and the fast approaching chaos that comes along with it, I thought it would be nice to take a step back and think about New Years Eve (or Hogmanay to us Scottish ones) and what we all have planned.

Now, pre-babies, I was always one for making an appearance at George Square to celebrate the New Year… bringing in the bells with my best friends, any random alcoholic drink that was on offer and whatever band was playing. Unfortunately, this usually resulted in me spending New Years Day suffering from the effects of  hypothermia, a belter of a hangover and no memory of the previous night.

Oh to be 19 again.

These days, because I’m getting older and even more boring, I would much rather spend the night with my family, a glass or two of prosecco and lots (and lots) of food, watching the rubbish that is Hogmanay television. The onesie may even make an appearance.

This was my plan, until I heard about Hogmanay at Zizzi.


Welcome in the new year with tasty Italian food in beautiful, grade II listed surroundings…

This New Year, Zizzi’s are hosting a Hogmanay party in their gorgeous new restaurant in Royal Exchange Square, Glasgow. I can speak from experience and say that every time I have been to this particular Zizzi’s, the service, food and atmosphere have always been amazing!


On the 31st of December, from 8pm until 3am, Zizzi’s are offering:

  • An Irn Bru cocktail on arrival
  • A gorgeous, Italian, 5 course meal.

  • Live music from Sophie Rodgers Music

  • A late night buffet.

  • Auld Lang Syne at midnight.

  • A prosecco or whisky to toast the New Year.

  • The Jack Dames playing until 2:30am.

Tickets are priced at £59.95 and can be booked online on their website at, by calling 0141 221 2000 or by popping into the restaurant.

What better way to bring in the New Year than with friends and family, amazing food, great music and a fantastic atmosphere… (and who doesn’t love an Irn bru cocktail?!)

Get your tickets soon before they are sold out! It promises to be an incredible night!

The Southside Girl x

Missing in Action…..

Okay, so I do actually have an excuse for my rather lengthy sabbatical from the world of blogging… my laptop caught a horrible wee virus and died on me. Along with all my photos/videos/pre-written blogs (and no, I don’t have the common sense to back anything up. Uuuuurgh what a tool!)

Anyway, on the plus side, the break away from my blog has given me a chance to refresh and get back to looking forward to writing. I have to admit, I was starting to find writing this slightly tedious and lost my mojo. But not to worry, it’s back with a vengeance! So, it’s back to writing what I want to write about, when I want to write about it,  and remembering the reason I started this blog in the first place. Product reviews, events, book reviews and all the opportunities are lovely. But that’s not why I started this blog…

I wanted a way of remembering every little aspect of my life. I wanted a written note of every funny little thing my boys say and do, their ups and downs and of their first days at nursery and school. I wanted to share with all of you the days where I feel close to emotional breakdown because it happens to everyone and sometimes, it helps to know you’re not alone. I wanted to put my slightly chaotic life out there in the hope that I might find I’m not the only mental, caffeine addicted, overly emotional mum/woman/psycho out there. I wanted to make you laugh, nod your head in agreement and sometimes maybe even shed a tear (see above…I’m overly emotional so expect you all to be as well ;))

I’m back to doing what I love and hope you stick around with me. I’ve got a few wee things in the pipeline, including a new YouTube channel (hahaha GOD SHIELD YOUR EYES!) and a list as long as my arm of posts to write, as well as hopefully, at some point, moving this wee blog to it’s own self hosted website.

So, I’ll leave you with this. The past month my life has went through some big changes. My baby started school. I fitted into clothes I haven’t worn since before I had Aiden. I finally got my eyebrows under control and looking semi normal, (well, as normal as my inherited bushy monobrow ever will be. Thanks DAD!) and I realised that I have a bloody incredible family who, no matter how often you see them, or where they live in the world, support you 100% in doing something that you love. I can’t thank you enough for that, for the encouragement and for the confidence to continue this. And for the laptop. That made me cry. You git.

I’ll leave you with some pictures of my Aiden’s first day at school. Proudest day of my life – well, so far anyway. Here’s hoping there’s plenty more.







Another thank you has to be given to Actually Mummy who included my wee blog in her Newbie round up over on the Britmums website recently. Chuffed doesn’t cover it 🙂 Thank you. You can read that post here.

The Southside Girl x


Fat Fighting Friday – Weeks 6 and 7

Sorry about the radio silence last week folks! Got to admit, after weigh in last Thursday, where I lost yet another half a pound, I was a bit disheartened and decided to take a wee break and refocus.

On Friday, I had my usual trip to Curves Shawlands for my workout and my first months weigh and measure. I was absolutely dreading it – mainly because I was in such a downer after only having lost the half a pound the day before. Well…. I cried after getting my measurements. Over the moon doesn’t even cover it:

Bust – Lost 1.75 inches 

Waist – Lost 1.5 inches

Abdomen – Lost 2.5 inches

Hips – Lost 1.5 inches

Thighs (x2) – Lost 5.00 inches

Arms (x2) – Lost 0.5 inches

Total loss of inches in 4 weeks – 12.75INCHES!!

I have also lost 9.5lbs in the 4 weeks since joining Curves, my body fat percentage has dropped by over 2% and my BMI has dropped 2 points aswell. All i can say is definitely take your measurements! I was so close to giving the diet up but after finding out my measurements it gave me the kick up the arse that I (desperately)needed.

So, after this I went home with a new determination. I knew I only needed 2.5lbs to get my 1stone shiney, and i needed to get it this week for my own sanity! So i wrote out a meal plan, stuck to it all week (even taking my wee Tupperware dishes full of SW food when I was out with my friends and to a BBQ – don’t worry, they laughed and made fun of me too) and began writing a food diary again this week. I also tried to up my water intake as I’ve found Diet Coke (which Im slightly addicted to) has started playing havoc with my body and is really affecting me migraine-wise. I had no Diet Coke for 4 days this week and felt a million times better for it… (Although I did celebrate my weight loss today…with a diet coke. What.a.twat.)

Anyways, onto weigh in today. Well I am now the proud new owner of these….


I stepped on those scales…praying for the 2.5lbs. And I nearly cried when I realised I’d lost a whopping 5lbs!!


Plus, I got Slimmer of the Week which I never expected to get!! Over the moon!! That takes my overall weight loss to 1stone 2.5lbs in 7 weeks. I have 4.5lbs to my next shiney (1and a half stone) but am being realistic that next week I will probably either have a small loss or a maintain to even things out a bit. But, I’ll set a wee target of 1.5lbs off, because that’ll take me into the next stone bracket. YAY!

What I’ve Been Munching:

We had a taster at class last week and I stressed out the whole week before it trying to decide what to make. I’m not the best cook…my own children and husband rarely, (okay, never) eat my concoctions so I was terrified of letting other people try it – and risk food poisoning! So i decided I’d keep it simple and make up an easy cous cous salad. Well, it went down amazingly! People really seemed to love it, and it’s so quick, easy and filling so I thought I’d share the recipe on here (Sorry, no pics, it got munched too quickly 😉 )

What you need:

Cous Cous (amount depending on how hungry you are 😉 )

500ml of vegetable stock

1 onion (chopped)

1 clove of garlic (peeled and chopped)

1 pepper chopped (or you can use frozen peppers)

1/2 can of chickpeas (drained)

Fry Light

Handful of cherry tomatoes (halved)

1 lemon (or lemon juice)

What you do:

Make up your vegetable stock using boiling water and a vegetable stock cube.

Empty the desired amount of couscous into a bowl and pour over the stock until it is about an inch above the couscous. Cover the bowl with cling film and leave.

Meanwhile, fry your garlic and onion in fry light for 2 minutes before adding your peppers and frying for another 5 minutes until soft. Add half a can of drained chickpeas and cook until soft (about another 5-7minutes)

Remove cling film from bowl of couscous and fluff up with a fork. If the couscous seems too dry, simply add more stock and leave again. Once it is ready, add the cooked vegetables and stir through.

Then add the halved cherry tomatoes and the juice of 1 lemon and mix through.

Can be eaten hot or cold.

So the plan this week is to just stick to plan! I have a hen night on Saturday but am planning on being on my best behaviour (ha.ha. I know) The hubby also stops work for two weeks holidays tomorrow so am dreading him being about as he is very persuasive when it comes to the old “let’s just have a takeaway…” chat.

On that same note, I have never ever weighed less than P. When we first started going out (okay, we were 16) he had a 28inch waist and was ridiculously skinny. Just saying Mr M… you better watch your back 😉


Onwards and downwards… I’m a happy camper today.

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I’m this happy 🙂

Hope all your weight loss journeys are going well! Would love to hear how any of you are getting on! And if you are having a bad week – don’t give up. Try and stay to group, write a food diary again and stick to it. You’ll be back on track before you know it.

The Southside Girl x

Swimming Saturday – Week 5


Week 5 of the boys swimming lessons today. I can’t believe how quickly this block has went – only 2 weeks left!

We’ve been out enjoying the amazing sunshine this week, and after a long day out yesterday I knew the boys wouldn’t be in the best of moods when I woke them up for swimming this morning. Aiden was fine. Logan, on the other hand, hadn’t even opened an eye and he was already moaning and saying he wasn’t going. Joy.

We got to the pool and Logan was still determined he wasn’t getting in and was actually getting quite upset. So much so that I was quite close to just putting his clothes back on and letting him sit it out.

Tom noticed how upset he had gotten and took Logan to one side and had a wee talk with him that really calmed him down. Off he trotted into the pool afterwards quite the thing right enough! Wee chancer.

The boys progress this week is still on the same level as last week I would say. Aiden’s being taught how to use his arms to move him through the water now and I think when he has the hang of that it’ll make a massive improvement.

I still find it unbelievable just how far they have come. Aiden is absolutely loving Making Waves – after every lesson he can’t wait to tell everyone about his lesson and how well he is doing. Logan, well, I’m still unsure whether he is enjoying it or not. He is only 3 and I’m sure in a couple of years when he’s Aiden’s age he will be alot more excited by it. I think the best thing for us to do is to keep him at it because, in my opinion,  the boys being able to swim confidently, at a young age, will be a massive advantage to them.

If you are looking to get your children involved in swimming lessons, don’t hesitate in getting in touch with Making Waves Swimming Lessons. They are a fantastic team! Visit their website at

The Southside Girl x

Swimming Saturday – Week 4


My dad decided to tag along to the boys’ swimming lesson today. He’s a great swimmer himself and has always loved swimming. My brother and I are severe let downs in the swimming department (I can swim although there is no stroke/skill involved, more a “throw myself in and hope for the best” ethos… Michael can barely float) so I think he’s secretly hoping for at least a doggy paddle from his grandsons.

I was actually really looking forward to him seeing their progress, particularly Aiden. So the boys were in the pool and Aiden took his turn. Again, he was under the water and attempting to swim towards the instructor on his own. I turned to ask my dad what he thought, and the poor guy was an emotional wreck (sorry to broadcast this dad, but you were) Obviously, this then made me well up like a bit of an idiot. What a picture. It is just a case of absolute pride in how quickly they have progressed. I can’t reinforce it enough that 4 weeks ago, I couldn’t get Aiden in a shower as it was “too wet”. Watching him in the water now is like watching a completely different child. Amazing.

Logan, on the other hand, was being his usual overly stubborn self. He’s been a bit of a tantrum queen this week. He’s taken a severe dislike to the goggles he has to wear to the lessons and every two minutes was moaning and trying to get them off. I don’t know if it’s the fact that they’re steaming up, or if they’re too tight or if he’s just being his usual pernickety self but he was just not up for it today at all.

Step in Tom, who again was fantastic with Logan and dealt with the situation. If i had been with Logan on my own, I probably would have given up and let him out of the pool. But if I had done that the likelihood of him wanting to come back would have been zero. Tom clearly knows what he’s doing and I have no problems at all putting complete trust in him and what he says when it comes to the boys and their swimming.

The amazing thing was, that Logan did get back in the pool. And was even starting to kick his legs and move himself across the pool. He is the most stubborn child I’ve ever met, so that is a huge deal! He is still using his float which I am happy with –  the instructors are taking his confidence and ability levels into account.

We are hoping this week we will be able to take the boys to the swimming ourselves as Paul is off work. He works so much and misses out on getting to see them and they are more than excited at the prospect of getting to show off! I’m hoping to be able to get some video/photos of them doing that as long as the pool is quiet enough.

Making Waves Swimming have just released the timetables for their crash courses over the summer holidays. I’ve heard from my friends that these are fantastic and you can really notice a massive improvement in just a short space of time. I’m definitely getting the boys booked up! You can find the timetable of the crash courses on their website, here.

The Southside Girl x

Swimming Saturday – Week 3


Another week for the boys at their swimming lessons, and another week as a proud and seriously amazed mummy! Their progress with Making Waves Swimming has been unbelievable in the few weeks they have been there!

Wee bit of background this week. Yesterday, I spent a beautiful rare sunny day in the A&E with Logan. Bloody typical Logan. He hurt his foot a few weeks ago at a local soft play (that I’m very tempted to blog about as I’ve had so many run ins there it’s unbelievable!) and then fell again on Thursday. I noticed yesterday morning he still wasn’t able to put any weight on it so just wanted to get it double checked. Three hours, two x-rays and a million bribery cookies later – we head home with a limping Logan and a hairline fracture in his foot. Lovely. No plaster right enough! And all just in time for the holiday weekend! I’ll say it again – bloody typical Logan!

Anyway, I was a wee bit wary taking him today, but after asking at the hospital they said he should be fine and the water might even ease the pressure on is wee foot. I let Tom know as soon as we were in, and he took both the boys over to the pool. No tears, no tantrums, no questions (from the boys, not Tom). Perfect!

I can’t believe Aiden’s progress. Every week his confidence is growing and he absolutely loves it! He spent most of his lesson today under water trying to move across the pool but was having a few wee problems kicking his legs out. I’m sure by next week he’ll have it mastered though – he was definitely determined when we were leaving that was going to be able to swim the whole length of the pool soon. And that we have to build him a pool in the garden. Hmmm.

Logan did brilliantly considering his dodgy foot! Again, holding onto the float, but was managing to get his legs up, although I noticed he struggled a wee bit to kick the injured foot but that is completely understandable.

As the boys have been going to their swimming lessons for a few weeks now, I feel confident in saying that I cannot recommend Making Waves Swimming enough. The involved, confident teaching style, the fantastic instructors and the passion of the owners is apparent. It’s all about the kids and that is all that you look for.

If you’re looking for swimming lessons in the central Scotland area, get in touch with Making Waves Swimming. You can find all of their contact details on their website here.

The Southside Girl x

Swimming Saturday – Week 2


Today was the second week of the boys’ swimming lessons with Making Waves Swimming. Aiden has already spent the last week attempting to practice his swimming in the bath. He has managed to master holding his breath under water, with no nose being held or anything, for a ridiculous amount of time! He was under for so long, I typically mummy-worried and grabbed him by the scruff of the neck out of the bath – to which he screeched at me asking what I thought I was doing! Whoops. Clearly, he just has amazing lung capacity…or something.

Anyway, as we drove up to the school where the lessons are held, Logan decided he didn’t really fancy it. Bloody typical Logan! Much bribery, arguing and screaming ensued and after all that he decided he “supposed” he would quite like to go swimming again. Again…bloody typical Logan!

Whilst both boys were standing at the side of the pool Logan started to get really upset and said he was too scared of going in the water because he couldn’t do it. Tom(who owns Making Waves) came up and told us it would just be best to just lift Logan and put him straight in the water. I know that might sound harsh (it does read that way) but it definitely didn’t come across that way. He said just to keep giving Logan thumbs up and smiling at him, just to reinforce to him that everything was ok. As soon as Logan was lifted into the water, and after Tom and Ali the instructor gave him some water toys to keep him occupied, he was absolutely fine.

Tom explained to us that this does happen sometimes with the kids, as they have the whole week to build themselves up and get themselves worried. If we hadn’t put Logan into the water, I doubt we would have ever managed to get him back in a swimming pool. So massive thanks to Tom for that today!

Onto the swimming itself – Aiden was an absolute wee star today! In terms of his confidence, well, in just a week it has shot through the roof! A few weeks ago, he refused to get his face wet in the shower…today, I watched as my gorgeous boy ducked under the water (no holding noses!) and attempted to kick himself along. Thought I was going to explode with pride/turn into a big soppy emotional wreck! You could tell just by looking at Aiden that he was thrilled and super proud of himself! Honestly, was a huge moment for him and for us!

Even Logan had his chin right in the water, and managed to get his legs up to kick himself along today! Obviously he was still using the floating noodle but the fact he was doing anything was fantastic!

The pace that Making Waves work at is brilliant! They take each child’s individual needs, confidence and ability and seem to work fantastically with all of the children within the small groups.

This week, I am completely over the moon. I can’t wait for next week now, and the boys (even Logan!) are saying how excited they are about next weeks lesson!

I’m going to bed dreaming of Olympic gold medals for swimming for the boys tonight….. okay, slightly pushy parent-esque, but hey, you never know!


For information on Making Waves Swimming lessons, visit their website here

You can also head over and LIKE their Facebook page here

The Southside Girl x

Swimming Saturday!

Today, Aiden and Logan had their first swimming lesson with Making Waves Swimming, at a local pool in the south side of Glasgow.

Aiden has had lessons before – I say lessons, but they were 5 free half hour taster sessions offered by his nursery. Nothing against them, they were great for what they were. But he learned nothing more than being able to hold a float properly.

For Logan, this was a brand new experience. He has only ever been to the swimming a couple of times, both of which was when he was a baby. Considering I had a water-birth with Logan, he was probably destined to be a wee water baby, but sadly due to mine and his dad’s lack of organisation/planning he never had a chance to prove this. Serious mummy guilt over here!

For me, well, I spent all of last night a nervous wreck and barely slept a wink. I knew Aiden was going to be alright, because he already had some confidence in the water. Logan, on the other hand, has absolutely no sense of fear and just looks so tiny in his wee swimming trunks with his wee chubby baby face. Ok, yes, i severely mollycoddle him. Aiden had to cope with me being this completely over bearing so it’s only fair to pass it on to Logan aswell. Obviously.


Making Waves Swimming are the largest provider of private swimming lessons in Central Scotland. They have an incredible track record, having taught over 10,000 children to swim in ten years and start lessons from age 3. They teach in  Cleveden Secondary, Hillpark Secondary, Abercorn Primary and St Bride’s Primary in Glasgow as well as Hamilton College, Sciennes Primary in  Edinburgh, Linlithgow Academy and Nuffield in East Kilbride. Their teaching methods were one of the main things that appealed to me;

Innovative Teaching Methods

We have clear and consistent levels of ability and train our teachers in our own unique method of teaching. Unlike many lesson providers, our teachers are in the water in the initial stages of learning to swim; as we firmly believe that the progress is much more rapid and far more enjoyable, working in the water with your child. We have an excellent teacher/pupil ratio and we involve you, the parent in the learning process, believing in the learning triangle that exists strongly between, us, the teachers, you, the parent and your child. We provide a written assessment towards the end of each course which details the skills completed and those requiring further development before your child is ready to progress to the next level.

I have been looking into lessons for the boys for a while and, by far, Making Waves came out on top both through online recommendations and by word of mouth from friends who have kids currently learning to swim with them.

So, we arrived for our lesson this morning (running slightly late, again thanks to an extremely unorganised mummy here) and were greeted by Tom, who owns Making Waves.


The first thing i noticed was the small group size of children, which straight away put me at ease. The idea of my boys being lost among a group of 20 kids terrified me! There were 4 kids, including my boys, in their group, and two other older children who were being taught at a separate part of the pool. The boys were in, goggles on, and within seconds I was completely forgotten about as they were completely engrossed in their lesson.

Their instructor, Ali, seemed to instantly have a fantastic rapport with both of the boys and with the other children in the group. Aiden had absolutely no problem doing as he was told, and using his “noodle” (those long floating snake things – I know I have fantastic descriptive references ;)) whilst kicking his legs from one side of the pool to the other. At this point it is still with the help of Ali, but I can see him coming on really quickly. Logan was the big surprise of the day. He was a bit shaky when he first went into the pool, but by the end of the lesson he was jumping into the pool (again with the help of the instructor) and was even happy to be soaked in the face – this from the boy who refuses to go in a shower (as it’s too wet) is a massive step!

Now, I know this is only their first lesson, but I have no doubt that they are going to come on amazingly over the next few weeks.

This is the first lesson in a seven week block. Every Saturday I’ll be updating you on their progress and how they’re getting on with Making Waves Swimming. They both already can’t wait for next week’s lesson.

Aiden’s already decided he wants to be a swimmer in the Olympics…Logan’s decided he’s quite happy to swim in the bath. It’s all about the small steps!


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The Southside Girl x