just another day in paradise. para- what?! um, duke, we're not in hawaii anymore.
no. we are clearly not in hawaii anymore. in august of last year, we moved back to the lower 48, and headed straight for G-A. home of the bulldogs, falcons and braves. sweet tea, pulled pork and watermelon. chilly winters, where 2 inches of snow shuts down the town. hot summers, almost too hot to go outside, unless it's straight to the pool! 4 seasons. road trips. and of course....HOTlanta!
it's not a tropical island in the middle of the pacific. but i guess the meaning of paradise has changed a bit.
as i write this, i am sitting amongst baby clothes and spit rags covered in spit up. there's spit up in my hair, slobber on my shirt. baby toys are scattered around me, and every time i see the little red dots on the baby monitor go up, i cringe, because bella has fought sleep for the past 4 nights. but this has truly become my paradise. seeing the joy that she gets when her daddy walks in the door, or when she cracks up because the dog is running in circles. it's not all fun. i have had my moments. life, along with this little girl, has thrown it's share of curve balls. but part of my joy is overcoming obstacles and feeling like super mom!
the meaning of paradise has gone from being a newlywed on a tropical island, starting a life, to 5 years later, with my best friend, creating life. and the meaning has become more profound. less about sunsets and beaches, picnics and palm trees. and more about building bonds and creating memories that will last a lifetime.
so now, i will use this blog to share the struggles and triumphs of raising my silly little monkey.