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Tuesday, Zoey will be 7 weeks. Time flies. (When I say that, I imagine a clock with wings. That's really what it feels like).

Why did I name this blog Patient Ponderings? Whoever reads this should know upfront to be patient with my thoughts as I navigate this next stage of life. I can be so stubborn with things that I am certain of, only to realize that someone else's opinion is actually fact. And not the out loud version of stubborn, but the killing me softly passive aggressive yea whatever version. And what you're reading is a good example. A few people suggested that I start a blog and I was like, sure (but really noo). And I can see now, they were right. I feel a little loney, and this is a way to vent my head and share how I'm changing due to age, status in life and relationship with God. (Even if its to say, I feel like crap, I hope you can read that without judging or trying to soothe me.)

Today is Sunday and I am sitting here wishing I could be outside in the sun, enjoying the day with Zoey, but no. She hasn't gotten shots yet, and even though I can ignore the advice from her pediatrician to take her out, I really don't want to subject her to a spinal tap if she gets sick from being out. Also, she is getting shots tmw, so she needs to be completely healthy. But if we could go out on this beautiful lovely day, I'd walk her around the park in Southaven that I pleasantly discovered while walking with mom a few weeks ago.