Update

Its almost 6 am and I have been up since 3 am. Between a husband snoring and taking over the bed, and a little girl waking up with a stuffy nose I didn't get a lot of sleep tonight. So after watching "Grey's Anatomy" and "Private Practice," I thought I would send an update on McCoy through the blog network. He is doing just fine. He is back to his normal cute self. His energy is back up and I love seeing my happy boy again. It was nerve racking for a few days and I really started to ponder on how my Mom did it. My brother played baseball, football, and wrestled. I am not sure of how many concussions he had but I do remember how worried my Mom got when he got hit hard or put into a position he couldn't get out of both on a mat and on the field. Since McCoy was born I have struggled with the idea that I may not see him play sports and for the first time the other night in the hospital watching him get a CT scan I thought, "Hmmm...maybe it isn't such a big deal if he doesn't play sports and get knocked around." I know this might be silly to some Mom's but I don't think our kids are ever going to turn out how we plan. I know I hope mine always stay close with me. I hope they choose the right and stand up for themselves. I hope they are kind and caring towards others and each other. I slowly realize each day that they have their own plans and I'm just along for the ride. What a sight it is to see them grow up and see their personalities. What a stress to see them go through something hard. What a relief to see them asleep in their beds safe and sound. The cool thing is that I get to be their Mom.