welcome

I was living in Kenya when Micaiah texted me:

“So … I have some news.”

The photo that followed was an ultrasound with an A and a B.

Every once in a while, I’m gonna write about being a working mom. (But please don’t call me a mompreneur.) This is one of those once in a whiles.

This is a photo of me, finishing an insane work day yesterday with not a glass, but a can of rosé. I am currently very happy in my life, but also very, very tired. This post is for working moms who are happy and tired too.

Jill and Matt found me online. That almost never happens to me. Mostly because I’m terrible with the SEO. It’s called “The SEO” right? See?! Terrible.

We are moving to Pennsylvania.

I’m sad. Especially this week. Let’s back up.

At least once a year since 2011, Trav and I seriously discussed moving. As living expenses rose, the housing market reached volatile levels, and priorities shifted, we examined what we wanted and needed. And each year, I said, “Not yet.”

My favorite real estate agents gave me a call when I was approximately 70 weeks pregnant, “Hey Rachel. We have an idea. But wait, are you having a baby soon?”

I kid, but it’s also a little true. The joke part is that I was merely 36 weeks pregnant. The truth part is that they did have a really good idea.

I have so many family blogs to show you that I should be embarrassed. Or at the very least, not admit it to you. I’m above that kind of pride though I guess (or perhaps just a foolish business woman?). It’s also 5:30 in the morning and I’m trying to stay awake with my child, so why not just blog some photos?