Last week, Madeline and I spent the night at a children's clinic in Heidelberg (about an hour away) as part of a sleep study to determine whether she has sleep apnea. She's not showing any signs of it at home, but it's common enough in babies with achondroplasia that our pediatrician wanted us to get it checked out. It took two months to get an appointment. We checked in around 4 pm and left around 8 am the next morning. The doctor said he'd contact us that day if he noticed any obvious problems. Otherwise, we'll get the results in a few weeks.

Sorry for this horrible picture, it's a photo of a photo from my cell phone. The doctor hooked up about a dozen leads on Madeline, on her head/face/chin, chest,and abdomen. Plus the little pulse ox monitor on her foot. She had netting on her head to keep everything in place. It was weird not to see her signature mohawk. She also had a nasal cannula taped to her face to measure the pressure of her breath. There was a camera set up to film the bassinet and my bed just beyond it. Since she had just gotten her immunization shots that morning, she was nice and tired and slept most of the time. At home, she naps in her pack 'n play and spends part of the night in a bassinet beside our bed, but most of the night she usually co-sleeps with me. So for the sleep study, she started out in the hospital bassinet but got restless in the evening. The doctor told me it was fine to bring Madeline into bed with me if she'd sleep better that way, so that's what I did. But the night nurse got irritated that she couldn't see Madeline as well as when she was in the bassinet. So I spent two hours in the middle of the night trying to get Maddy to sleep in that dang bassinet. Didn't work. The nurse faced it that she'd sleep better with me, and the whole point was to GET HER TO SLEEP (that would be the "sleep" part of "sleep study"). Madeline slept for the next four hours straight. She woke up at exactly 7 am, and I was so ready to get out of there. It was cold, the nurses weren't particularly nice or helpful, and many of the other babies on the ward were not as calm and sleepy as mine and spent much of the night screaming. It took four trips up and down the hall to find a nurse who could unhook Madeline from all the wires and let us leave.

Waiting for freedom. This little girl is such a sweetheart - even hooked up to all those wires, she was still smiling at her momma. Oh, and that mesh cap was no match for her mohawk: by morning the cap was completely off.
The adhesive gunk that held two of the wires to her head. It came off pretty easily with a lot of shampoo. The doctor never called us, so we're hoping to get a good report in the mail in a couple weeks. He said that since she hasn't shown any signs of sleep apnea so far (her lips never turn blue and we never notice her not breathing) that there's a good chance she's fine. Part of why I like co-sleeping with her is that I feel like I'd notice if there was a problem with her breathing. The cuddling doesn't hurt, either.