Barbara Jean stayed for about 20 minutes and then had to leave because her son Henry's babysitter called.
"I have to go Reba," Barbara Jean said, "Henry issue!"
"I hope everything is alright," Reba said.
"I need to deal with something," BJ said, "He's been having panic attacks lately. Are you going to be okay?"
"Yeah I'll be fine," Reba said, "See you later"
Barbara Jean left and Reba couldn't help but cry.
It was 45 minutes after that when Brock came in. Cheyenne and Jake was with him.
"Kyra has cheerleading camp so I'm gonna pick her up later," Brock explained kissing Reba, "and you can see h- I mean... um-"
"It's alright Brock," Reba said, "I know what you mean"
"Mommy," Jake said, "I drawed a picture for you"
"Thank you baby," Reba said, "I can't wait until I'm able to see it"
Brock had explained to the kids that there mommy couldn't see for awhile but she would be able to see again real soon.
"Mom will you be able to see when the baby is born," Cheyenne asked.
"Oh sweetie," Reba said, "You're only 3 months along. You don't need to worry about that. I'll be alright."
Reba didn't want to promise anything she wasn't capable of delivering. She also didn't want to disappoint her. Brock kissed her softly and the kids stayed for about 20 minutes.
"Daddy can we go to the playroom," Jake asked.
Brock hesitated. He didn't want Reba to be disapointed.
"It's fine with me," Reba said sensing the reason why Brock hesitated, "Cheyenne watch your brother"
"Okay mom," Cheyenne said, "I love you"
"I love you too," Reba said, "A lot!"