Asleep at last...

Emma had a tough day, and it has been hard to tell if she's restless due to respiratory issues or the NG tube combined with the improvised gloves to prevent her from removing the said tube.

We didn't want to give her a mask of epi and end up with a wired baby, but by 2:15 am she seemed to be working harder to breathe and the nurse agreed that it was time.

10 minutes after finishing the mask, you'd expect a wide-eyed Emma, like every other time. Nope, sound asleep. I, on the other hand, having held her on my lap and thereby inhaled some of the same...

Did I ever mention how much TV sucks at 3am?