This week has been busy and so full of daily stuff, that I have neglected my little corner--my getaway spot.
Now my mom is here for a couple of days, and I am busy hanging out with her. Today we even made a quick trip into Atlanta to visit Trader Joe's. We were walking distance from the apartment where Scott and I first lived as a married couple just a few years ago. After Trader Joe's, we were sitting outside of Starbucks while I nursed John (discreetly), and we were across the street from the Grady High School football field and track where Scott and I often ran during our time in midtown. We would run there from our apartment. I thought about that self that was running around that track, and I know she would have been shocked if back then I could have told her, "look across the street at the Starbucks, you will blink and you will be sitting there nursing your second baby..." How could I have known how quickly things would change? Whenever I am in that part of town, nostalgia nearly overwhelms me. The memories of that brief moment in time are sometimes hard for me to believe. It often seems as if those months didn't exist until I am back in that place, and I can feel the way it felt to be newly married and living in that new city. But, alas, I now have my dear, precious, and exhausting Ada and John.
And now I am going to steal pictures from my mom so that this post won't only be words....
painted. And this includes repainting the