whoops.

where does life go? holy sh*t time flies.

i am sorry for my absence, but they say if you have nothing nice to say don't say anything at all. 

it has just been one of those weeks where nothing seems to really make me genuinely smile (other than my little nugget) and the punches just kept coming at my face. i didn't start this blog as a personal journal to explode into, so i didn't want to write, knowing the expressions would not be happy.

with that said, yesterday was a brighter day.  hank and i are moving and navigating through a pretty rough sea (what is up with all these metaphors, no clue) and it has been rough.  but, we had a pretty amazing conversation the other night (via phone since we have been apart for a week) and i feel like a huge load is lifted.  this move has taken quite a toll on me and i needed to be able to feel all the feelings that came along with it. for the most part, they have been sadness, frustration and anger. i am starting to see this is a journey, and along that path i am going to struggle (insert mental breakdown wednesday night) but there will be a light at the end of this tunnel.  it is just all easier to say then do, you know? at the end of the day i am blessed, and i just need to hold that in my heart and let my mind run through the thousands of emotions that come with this process.

it is our first home.

where lillian was born.

where i found out i was pregnant.

where hank and i decided to start a family.

where we met the most amazing people on the planet.

where i started a business that i loved.

where i am routed in the yoga community.

where our routine lives.

where our favorite coffee shop is.

where we call home.

home is a big deal. for me anyway. as much as i like to think i am super spontaneous- that only comes from knowing i am routed somewhere.

right now i am floating. and it is not about me anymore. it is all about lillian and i want her to feel routed, guided, grounded and stable. i think that is why this has been so hard.

but what is funny is,

she has no idea.

oh, the mom guilt. gets me everytime...

so, it is official. hank and i are packing our bags and moving to atlanta. hank has an amazing post-mba job that i couldn't be more proud of him for. i am so amazed at his determination, commitment and drive. he is supporting us all to allow me to live my dream as a stay-at-home mom. i am so lucky.

closing is scheduled for august 4th, so, um, 2 and a half weeks from now? we are trying to find a place to live (update: we have a lead on an amazing place that fingers crossed works out!) and pack up our things here in a way that gives us some closer. 

nashville, i love you. always will. we will be back, lots.

ps. i know what your thinking. that was great and all molly, but where are the lillian pictures?! i know that is really why you all come here....so without further adu(sp?)...

 lillian & maisie

 she is sitting up all on her own!

 car trip home from atlanta (and no, i didn't drive like this!)

sipping from her sippy cup straw!