Sarah got her hospital pictures taken that night. I woke during the night and found them on my table. I started crying. The thought that plagued me was "Someday these pictures are all you will have." I let myself cry for a bit and said "Really, Chel? Come on Sarah is perfectly healthy. You'll have lots of pictures of her. These will be the first of many."
It calmed enough to go back to sleep and rest before my hellish reality unfolded.