Getting in some snuggle time before the extubation.

I'm sure you can tell from the title alone that the extubation today was not successful. She lasted about 5 hours off the ventilator, about an hour longer than the last attempt. The story really was the same though. She struggled... a lot... and she just got too tired and had to stop.
They tried everything they could think of. She was even sedated to help her relax and stay calm. Unfortunately though she was pulling too hard and gasping for air.
The ENT doctor came to do another broch test on Eden while she was off the vent. She got her scope down in there and looked around and still didn't see any significant upper airway problems. She said everything looked open, with little secretions, and she didn't see any malasia (folding of the airway).
So it doesn't appear to be an airway issue...
The neonatalogist doesn't think it's a lung issue though because she is on such low settings, with low oxygen requirement, while she's on the vent. It wouldn't make any sense for her to be on such low settings if she had a lung problem.
So it doesn't appear to be a lung issue...
We are all extremely confused.
The neonatalogist said this is very rare and he's never seen a case like this before. He thought for sure today would work because they were prepared and ready right down to the smallest detail.
I hate to see pictures like this but feel it's important to document for Eden. This is during her time on the CPAP while we were waiting it out.

Fortunately, he was able to reintubate her without too much trouble. Luckily that went smoothly this time. We have had some pretty traumatic experiences with reintubation in the past so we're grateful that this went better for her.
I can't even begin to express how I feel right now. I'm looking over at Eden and she is so exhausted and sleeping so deeply that her mouth is hanging open and her arms are limply laying at her sides. She is extremely worn out physically and hasn't moved in about 4 hours.
This is exactly how I feel emotionally. I feel like I need to just shut off for a while. There's just no break from the stress, concern, fatigue, worry, fear, pain, guilt, anxiety, and sadness. I'm not sure how much more I can take...
What choice do I have though? This is my baby. For some reason she was chosen to come to us, and she was chosen to come this way. I don't understand it... it's not fair. I hate that she has to be the one to struggle and hurt. I wish I could trade her places - or at least just be able to hold her and tell her I can fix it. But there's nothing I can do except love her, support her, and wait.
So Eden, here's my message for you - I love you more than I can ever explain; more than I thought possible. Someday you will read this and understand what a fighter you are. You continue to amaze me with your strength and determination to fight your way through whatever comes your way. You tried hard today and really gave it your all. There's somthing not right and we are working to figure that out. We continue to pray for you daily as your battle continues. We will always be right here by your side. We love you and are so glad that your ours!