So...
It's drawing so damn near!
I feel like I should be saying my goodbyes...
I honestly do not know how my life will be after Wednesday.
I don't know if I will have time for all my wonderful friends or not...
And this saddens me...
Especially since I know for the past few months I have been a bit distant...
And bitchy!
I am sorry about that...
I know I complain a lot...
But at the end of it all, I am really happy...
Scared, but happy.

I know things could be worse...
I recognize that I do have so much going for me...
I have a man, who may not be perfect, but who honest to god loves me and my daughters.
I have a family who loves me, even though they are 1300 miles away!
I have a beautiful daughter who has made me so proud and happy that I could burst!

All we really have is now and memories, any ways, right?
So I'm trying not to fret about the future...
Or be upset with things past.



On another note altogether:
Zoey had her doctor's appointment today.
I feel bad, because I haven't been able to take her to a doctor in so long because we hadn't any insurance...
(Mind you, I would have rushed her to one if she'd been sick!)
The doctor had no real concerns except her language development.
Zoey is nearly three and is not stringing words together yet...
I mean, I know she understand so damn much, and she's brilliant in her own right...
But her doctor is suggesting speech therapy.
I'm half way defensive of Zoey, and then half way curious...
I don't feel she's delayed in a way that might hinder her in school...
I do wonder, though, what I can do, myself, to help her...
I really am not fond of other people interfering in my raising of my daughter...
But I know this *could* be best for her.
I will have to look into this more...
But I feel guilty, because it will not be right *now* that I am looking into it...
How horrible of me!

Has anyone ever done Speech Therapy for their children? Or know anything of it?