There really aren't words to express how relieved I'll be when this
dang oxygen is gone. It makes every tiny thing so ridiculously
complicated. Along with my detailed birth plan that got thrown out the
window, my pretty little idea of attachment parenting got killed by the
harsh fact of what my baby takes to survive. I can't exactly wear him
in a sling all day when I also have to be harnessed up to a tank. I do
it, but it's impossible to get anything done that way.
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