I’m trying not to freak out but I am doing a horrible job of it. My baby girl is going for a sleep test tonight.
My husband went with her (& not me) for three reasons: it’s being done at his job; he’s applying all the gunk on her and I would be a wreck if I went.
Hence me now!
I just want her to be okay. I wish she didn’t have to go through this. But there she went…my little trooper was fine running out the door happy to spend one on one time with daddy and Tio (Spanish for uncle. My brother will be watching the test through the night while my husband sleeps next to the girl.)
So she’s got two bodyguards and I’m still freaking out. Sigh. My poor baby. She walked out the door with her hands over her ears (her scared pose) …. It was too dark out. See? You’re thinking it too…..poor baby.
She’ll be fine right?