Hazle I would kill for 8 hours straight! I hope he keeps it up for you, although all the rest of will be wild with jealousy if he does.
I have heard/read loads of people saying their bottle-refusing babies would only take NUK bottles and teats so maybe worth a try if you haven't already? I think their teats are very nipple-shaped and come in latex and silicone depending on baby's preference.
Mother my Whooping Cough jab gave me a lovely dark purple bruise and a sore arm for a few days.
Whoop for officialdom Merk!
I remember the day well that I went from being a total doom-monger to thinking fuck me, I am having a baby... closely followed by thinking fuck me, what am I going to do with a baby when I can barely look after myself?! 
And I think your MW is talking total bollocks about the sugar thing. For a start you won't be able to control what you crave... I ate my whole bodyweight in Ben & Jerrys and Haribo Starmix and if someone had told I couldn't/shouldn't have had them I think I would have knocked them out cold on my way past to buy some. And secondly, your body surely craves things for a reason, and it presumably takes a lot of energy to grow a baby, so if that energy needs to come in the form of a flapjack then so be it which is what I always told myself when pigging out.
We are getting out and about fine, and it's about as I expected, which is that it is a right PITA because they just need so much stuff. Just going to the shops is like packing for a weekend away. I don't let it stop me though - I would go nuts if I had to stay in every day with just a baby, dog and daytime TV for company. And we have just ordered a new boring sensible family car as DH's current coupe is just not suitable for DH, me, DSD, Elodie and the dog to all cram in. DH is gutted but it should make getting out and about a bit easier.
DSD has been with us this week so we have been doing lots of child-occupying fun stuff and today we went to Drayton Manor. As expected there isn't much an 8 week old can go on at a theme park so we went in the 4D cinema as we spotted there was no height/age limit. Now it never occurred to me to wonder what the 4th dimension actually was and I had never been in one before, so I felt like the worst mother in the world when I found myself trying to BF my baby in a moving chair while water and air sprayed over us from the back of the seat in front. Oops. 