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San Diego is dreamy. The sunshine, the ocean, the California vibes…it’s different than my hometown of Long Beach and Orange County though. It’s almost like it’s own little state. And I’m quite smitten. And here’s why.
Me and the babe are confused about the 80 degree autumn Nashville weather and since it’s fall break we thought we’d just dive right back into summer. Ya know, staycation, grill some veggie burgers, corn on the cob and maybe catch some rays while we’re at it.
Last night, I caught myself doing the very thing I despise. Just as I was about to yell out of frustration at my disobedient two year old who wouldn’t stop screaming, I paused. I took a breath and thought, for once I’m going to not. Even despite the horrid day the world and I felt, and my irritation and non patience at the 5 o’clock hour, I stopped. I came down to my two year old’s level and I held his wet tearful face against mine and I said “Come here son, momma’s here. Momma’s here. I love you. Momma’s here.” I held him. Held him tight and didn’t want to let go.
