Sometimes God sends ministering angels. Our daughter has vocal cord paralysis, so has a tiny cry, and her heart rate isn’t indicative of being upset either, so anytime I left- even down the hall to get a drink, I’ve come back to her screaming and no one is aware, so I just don't feel like I can leave. Her milk also has to be thickened due to the vocal cord as well, so it’s an hour and a half of work, and she eats every 3 hours. Let alone diapers, or consoling or getting her back to sleep. I’ve had almost zero sleep 2 nights in a row. Our nurse Liz walked in 2 nights ago (I’m sure took one look at me and realized I was at death's door) and said, "how can I help you get some sleep? I can’t pump for you, but I’ve done gel mix before if you show me how I can take the midnight and 3 am feeds!" Where everyone else has been overwhelmed by the chemistry of mixing her feeds or lacking attentiveness and very hands-off because I am here 100% of the time and now can run all of her machines myself. I saw her nurse during the day for meds and when I tracked her down to give/get milk is all. Last night Liz was an answer to my tired pleading heart. I still had to pump, hear monitors, and console and put her binky back in, but I slept in hour stretches instead of 20-30 mins at a time. She warmed and mixed all of her oral feeds, and pumped the rest of her feeds at midnight, 3, and 6 am. I feel like I can function again! She’ll never know what she did for this tired soul.