update

Thanks for all your prayers! Chris, Grandma K, & Grandpa K brought Coy to the ER because his pulse ox was reading that his sats were in the 80s. It's been really stressful for all of them because this would mean Coy needed oxygen (we don't have any in the house anymore since he passed his sleep study), but otherwise, he was acting himself. He does have a bad cough, but he's been on an antibiotic since being diagnosed with 'beginning stages of pneumonia' on Friday. Of course, this freaked me out. Pneumonia can be VERY bad and I automatically thought the worst.

The home pulse ox is a tricky little machine and not always accurate (especially if limbs are flying everywhere). So, to be safe, Coy was checked out by the ER doctor. Thankfully, he was sating 95% and he checked out fine. He's still fighting his illness, but hopefully, he's on the road to recovery. On top of his sickness, he's getting 4 new teeth! Poor baby has just had a really rough week. Please continue to pray for his healing. I would have never guessed he'd get pneumonia in June. What is up with the sick season this year?

Being his mother, it was hard on me to not be able to see him. I didn't want him up here if he was sick, and I was no help with advising on what to do for him. Can you say helpless? And, poor Chris is sick, too. He's staying away from Coy (he wore a mask today) because we have no idea if Coy got Chris sick or if Chris's illness is a totally different bug that Coy should NOT be exposed to. So, Chris, Grandpa K, & Grandpa C spent their Father's Day in the ER. I think we're blessed to have a few good men in our lives!

Anyway, I worked myself up in such a tizzy that on Friday I began having lots of irritability and contractions. I know, not good when I'm already 70% effaced. So, to stop that (after a few extra doses of terbutaline didn't do the trick) I got a shot of Demerol/phenergan (yep, that's what they give for contractions), and it totally knocked me out. That stuff is serious and made me so grouchy the next day. I have been doing better since, just trying to relax as much as possible. It was scary for me to think that I could have a baby alone--Chris is sick, Coy is sick, my doctor is out of town, parents were out of town, and Grandparents K were taking care of sick Coy. Aghh...how your mind can wonder at times.

I'm praying and thankful for everyday I stay pregnant. Each day Cydney is cooking, she's getting stronger and stronger. I am hoping for at least a few more weeks.

And, after all this is over, this is where you'll find all of us...

...aghh, at least I can dream about it, right?