Tangled up in Tubes

I've been singing this to the tube of Bob Dylan's "Tangled Up in Blue" all day.

 

For the past several days, Hamp has been quite the clinger.  He might tolerate his swing for 15min (30 at the most), and will cry after that.  He's only happy on my chest.  I am fine with it because he is most likely our last baby and I want to soak in every last minute, but it can be a little cumbersome at times, particularly when I need to pump, which I try to do once per every time he eats.  

So, being a woman and all, I'm pretty good at multitasking, so here we are, tangled up in tubes.  😊