fresh start

I am needing a fresh blog start...so I decided that I would start anew. I love prayforcoy and it's not going anywhere, but I think it was holding me back a bit. I feel it's purpose now is to give encouragement and hope to those who are facing the impossible. I love how many emails and comments we get about how it's inspiring to others with preemies. It's humbling and I am so thankful that we could/can provide that. But, I want to blog more from our 'family' aspect and a new blog sounded like the solution for me. So...from here on I think I'll document our life on this blog and leave prayforcoy as is. sound good? Don't hate me.

I also want to be more open and spontaneous with blogging. I am actually a very reserved/quiet person so the fact that people were reading my thoughts kinda made me self conscious about it. Now, I'm just wanting to document our lives and invite you to read if you so desire. I mean, we're boring people, but I know that everyone wants to keep up with the kiddos and I understand that.

Today we toured our 2ND preschool...and I didn't like it. It seemed cluttered and disorganized and chaotic. Not an environment I want to send my easily overstimulated sensory issued kid into. So, the search continues on. Still praying about it.

Coy had OT today and did great. I expressed all our concerns to our OT and she agreed with things that I've seen. His transitioning has been just awful...I mean terribly awful. Getting into a car seat looks like a wrestling match between him and I. Let's just say it's not pretty. I literally have to hold him down with one hand and somehow get the strap hooked and then do the other side. It seems that Chris allowed Coy to sit on his lap the other day (while the car was off, duh!) and play with the steering wheel. So, now, every time we get into the car, that's what he wants to do. Yes, almost every time. It makes going places the past few days absolutely no fun. I looked at Chris the other night as Coy was jumping on our bed at 1030 and said, "this has to get better right?" Don't answer that.

Cydney is the most precious beautiful angel I've ever seen. She is so chubby and round (16.5 lbs at 6 months). She is so happy and so dramatic at the same time. She can go from this...

to this...
....in a matter of a few nanoseconds. All woman, I tell ya.

She loves to be talked to. She loves to be held. She loves to bounce and jump. I still look at her and am amazed that she's mine. All mine. Well, Chris's too. But you know what I mean. I could just kiss and cuddle with her all day. I want to freeze time. They grow too darn fast.

Don't you just want to squeeze her?
And, BTW, it's literally impossible for me to get a good picture of Coy these days, hence lack of good pictures of him lately. Not because I favor Cydney, but the girl has no choice but to sit and pose for me. For now, at least.