It's been one week.

One week since Gavin and I packed the last few remaining items into our Jeep and headed down to California. One week since I set foot in the beautiful state of Washington. One week since our family and friends have seen us (with very few exceptions). One very long, tough week, filled with all the feels one can have.

The road trip down to California wouldn't have been the same if Gavin (and Lucky) hadn't been there with me. They made the drive away from home a lot easier and proved to be fun to travel with. With Backstreet Boys sing-a-longs, side trips to see "where it all started" in Medford, Oregon, every third rest stop, and some of the most beautiful countryside we've seen, we finally made it to our apartment in Folsom around 9pm.

Once in Folsom, we focused on getting the apartment unpacked, set up, and organized. We'll be here for the next 10 months at least. My mom flew down with Eleanor Saturday morning.As hard as it was leaving her in Washington while we drove down, we didn't want her to have to endure a 12+hour road trip, and there was no room in the Jeep. My mom stayed until Sunday night, which gave us two full days with the much needed extra hands and emotional support.

View from our balcony most mornings.

Name spelled right! Starbucks Miracle.

Well, time to wake up the kiddo. Now that I'm a stay-at-home mom I'll hopefully be able to update everyone on a much more consistent basis. And next time I'll include pictures of the baby. :)