But it is with good reason. Since the last time I posted, a lot has happened.
My charming husband got a new job! Yay!
With said new job, came a relocation. A few days after Christmas. It was cold. And a bit snowy. And it went surprisingly well.
We are back in our old stomping grounds.
We're closer to a lot of friends and family. We've also left behind a lot of friends and family. But through the magic of the internet, we still feel connected. (Thank you, Mark Zuckerberg!)
I am not going to lie, it was really hard driving away from our house for the last time.
Our first house. The house we brought our babies home to. The house where we learned how to be a family. It was a great house. Full of love, laughter and memories. And drafts. But that's par for the course when your house was built in 1923. There is a great family living in it now and I know they will take good care of it for us.
But we are also very excited to start this new chapter of our lives. We've been here just over a month and it finally feels like home. It is a temporary home (we're just renting for the time being), but it is a good home. It's bright and open and not drafty. The girls love it and so does the dog. Which, if we're honest, is all that matters.
We've slowly settled into our new normal. Olive is in preschool three days a week (in the afternoon! which is really exciting to a certain 4 year old because she's "never been in an afternoon class!") and we're checking out all sorts of fun places like the Children's Museum, the zoo, the aquarium and Super Target. We're spending more time at home playing because home is this new and exciting place that has promoted peaceful (for the most part) play that doesn't always involve me. Which is all kinds of fabulous. So hopefully, you'll be hearing from me more often.
There you have it, blogland. My triumphant return. I'll try not to be such a stranger.