Feel.Like.Dirt

I probably didn't even get 2 hours sleep last night because of being up with Clayton and I haven't had anything to eat or drink today so I've been running on fumes, but surviving none the less.  Surviving until a few minutes ago...I just had to medicate myself because I was kissing my sweet intubated baby's cheek and I saw where a tear had run down it at some point.  I don't know when that tear fell, but when I saw it my heart broke to pieces...