After a pretty chaotic last three weeks of flying across the country for Jeff’s sister’s wedding, packing and moving the following saturday with a twelve week old baby and two dogs in tow, I think we are finally starting to get settled in our new home.

I’m not one to let boxes lie around. So as soon as they were unloaded, I went to work and had them unpacked in less than a week. Often with Miss Ellie strapped on to me in the Ergo or the Moby. The house has instantly felt like home. It’s the perfect size for where we are in our lives right now. Jeff set up his home office right away and started to work away at his new job. The transition of having him home all day has been a bit difficult. I have to keep reminding myself that he’s working and can’t be bothered by every little thing, but I’m doing better. It’s nice having him home for lunches and I’m excited to be able to share special baby moments with him so easily. The dogs ran through the house when we first moved in and have been completely at home and at ease ever since. They have both whispered to us that they want to stay here forever.

The community here seems quite eclectic. We are enjoying taking morning and evening walks through the neighborhood and are looking forward to exploring more on the weekends. It’s amazing I grew up only a half an hour away from this town and know nothing about it and now here I am making Ventura my new home.