Pukeyman Go

July 25, 2016Michael Oldham

So Marley has started throwing up pretty much every time he is fed, which is nice. The moslin cloth over the shoulder is now pretty much a firm fixture as our latest fashion accessory.

He spends the majority of his time doing three things; clenching, coughing and crying. I don’t think sleeping even makes it in to the top five anymore. The three Cs are preventing him from getting comfy on his back most of the time, although he does settle down a little better when he’s squidged up on his front on my shoulder (he can’t do it so well on Catriona because he can smell the milk). The second you try and put him down in his crib though, even if he’s already asleep, he clenches up and starts making these high-pitched screeching noises that tell you he’s not up for that.

Shaun the sheep

Anyway, Shaun the sheep is helping. He is basically Marley’s first cuddly toy that doubles up as a sleeping aid. Each of his feet has a button, and when you press it you get either white noise, a heartbeat or some other “calming” sound (the white noise coupled with the red glow it emits from its chest is frankly pretty terrifying).

We had our first proper trip out with him recently, to the #bestbeergardeninlondon. The Leather Bottle pub is just down the road from us, and whenever we’ve been before, there have always been millions of kids running around and buggies everywhere. A nightmare prior to parenthood, but a godsend with a little one. A friend of ours had been working at Wimbledon, which is just down the road, so he came along for a pint in the huge beer garden with Marley, who was of course on his best behaviour.

We also went out for our first meal with Marley on his one month anniversary, to Ben’s Canteen. Again, he was super well behaved and slept for the duration while we got stuck in to umami burgers and DIY donuts. The only problem with that is, when you get home at 11pm and you’ve got work the next day, and he has just slept for four straight hours…here’s pretty much no chance of you getting any sleep that night.

Cue Shaun the Sheep for some “relaxation”….

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