Emma woke twice last night, and I slept through both events; it's the dawn of a new age. The trick is that she's not screaming for our assistance. She'll wake, cry a bit, then settle herself down.
Which is good, because the family's been struggling with the titanic sleep loss.
One side effect of being granted some sleep: I'm suddenly exhausted and struggling not to fall asleep at any time. I guess my body's been running on empty for quite some time.