Monday, 7 August 2017

A unique night out

We had a very different kind of night out on Saturday. 

And it was unique for two reasons. 

Firstly, we decided we would leave Marley in the hands of a babysitter, something we'd never ever done before.



And secondly, because we went to see a very unique type of entertainment called Coming Clean: Life As A Naked House Cleaner



It's a fairly self-explanatory concept, but just in case you didn't get it, this is a show in which a (former) naked house cleaner tells stories about the kind of things he got up to while on the job. 

It was described to us beforehand as "a brand new idea in interactive concept comedy" in which the host Ethan Mechare explores ideas around sexual fantasy, voyeurism....and housework.

Yeah, you can see why it might have been a bit weird taking Marley along... 



The show itself actually took place in our friend Tom's apartment, so we knew most of the audience members - although there were two random guys there who had bought tickets for it too. 

There is no need for a spoiler alert, I'm not going to ruin the show for you - but even if you've NEVER sat and wondered what a naked cleaner might get up to, you should go see it for yourself anyway. It was hilarious, and full of surprises. 

Just don't take your baby. Or your Mum. 



Oh, and after the show, when we got home around 10:30pm Marley was fast asleep and he went on to sleep right through the night. Good effort from the babysitter!

Maybe we should go out and watch naked cleaner shows more often.


Tuesday, 25 July 2017

End of an era

It’s official. After just over thirteen months on Earth, Marley has finally stopped breastfeeding.

Unfortunately, this was not entirely his choice and as a result, for the past week or so, his sleep pattern has relapsed to what it was when he was around 12 weeks old. Which means that mine has, too.

Yes, I am fully aware that this sleep pattern is what my wife has had to endure every night for over a year (she has made me aware…) but I still feel like this is worthy of a mention. 


Operation No-More-Boob started in the middle of last week, with a reduction in the number of daily boob feeds. We then progressed to dropping the morning boob feed entirely, much to His dismay. The Operation then culminated in two final - and somewhat emotional - nights of sending him off to a milk-drunk slumber with a nipple in his mouth*.

*I was going to put a photo here, but I would have got in a lot of trouble. 

To be honest, I thought the whole Operation might actually be worse than it has been. The first couple of nights he got pretty upset (i.e. wild, shrill screaming) but after rocking him to sleep a few times - again a bit like a 12 week old - he finally managed to settle down and now seems to have just about got in to the swing of things. 

He’s eating better during the day, and longer-term it should hopefully help him sleep a bit better at night. 

Rather than just flopping on to his high chair during the day....


And while he (hopefully) gets a bit more sleep, I will try and find time to clean up the nappy bag that always seems to be in the hallway, but which neither my wife nor I ever take responsibility for.

Seriously, who puts it there??