Going on day 4, our last day in the hospital. My boyfriend’s sister has stayed here to help me out and keep our cutie content so I could grab a nap here and there.

Now I’m terrified to sleep.

I woke up to see how my little love was doing — and she had passed out on the couch with him in her arms. I immediately felt so much fear over the what if’s that could’ve happened had I not noticed this fast enough. It’s going to be a long night. 😰