Two of our three god-babies, D. and G.
Austin has been awfully good to Scott and I. Opportunities have sprung up around every corner. In my creative life I've grown by leaps and bounds in the past two years. We have made lots of great friends, and there is always somewhere new to visit, something exciting to see, taste, explore. You could almost say that Austin has it all.
But no amount of Mexican-Korean fusion tacos or impromptu church concerts can make up for the aching in my heart at the absence of kids. I miss being surrounded by tiny little people. I miss their sticky little faces, and their ridiculous, rambling baby babble. Nothing cures the blues like curling up on the couch and snuggling up with a squirmy toddler. The trouble with Austin is that all the little people I love aren't here.