the hard days are really hard

oh my god some days this whole thing gets REALLY frustrating. parenthood is hard enough without someone saying, "oh yeah and by the way your baby can only come home attached to a million gazillion wires and you won't be able to carry him around the house with you and every time you take him outside for a while he will pay for it by wheezing the rest of the night and it's not only possible but probable that at any moment he could turn blue and NONE of your friends or relatives will be able to come close to fathoming what it is you're going through and you will have no choice but to let a stranger with a nursing degree come sit in your house and give you unwarranted advice about your life and how to raise your child for SIXTEEN HOURS A DAY. this person may or may not know what they're doing, and they may or may not be of any help to you. go and enjoy your child. good luck."