Change...

 is Hard Good. 

I left my heart...

Well, this year has been one of big changes for this broad. For those who know me, they know I don't generally do well with change. Not only did we welcome a beautiful baby boy into our family, we also were blessed with the opportunity to buy our first home. This meant packing up and leaving the city I've called mine for almost a decade. Tony Bennett really was on to something...

San Francisco has given me so much.

It's where I met my husband (well, technically we met in San Jose but we were the only two crazy young people to work in San Jo and live in SF). It's where I made most of my adult friends whom I cherish to this day. It's where I threw baby showers, oscar parties and any other excuse for a gathering. It's where I celebrated countless engagements, milestone birthdays, weddings, babies and also where I mourned the losses of some dear friends and family. It's where I joined a book club, a wine club, and a cooking club (but really they were all wine clubs). It's where I first lived in my own big-girl apartment by myself. It's where I realized that guy I met from work was my lid and was lucky enough to find that he felt the same. It's where I celebrated not one, but two San Francisco Giants' World Series Championships.  It's where my husband (then fiancé) and I moved into our first home together. It's where I discovered my love for wine country, despite not always remembering the entire trip or what I learned at each winery. It's where we planned a wedding and where we came home to after our honeymoon. It's where we found our adorable mutt at the SPCA when we went in one day "just to look".  It's where we lived as newlyweds. It's where I decided I should write a silly blog about all the things going on in my crazy brain.

And, above all else, it's where my baby boy was born and where we brought him home for the first time.

{Via}

Saying goodbye to Frank's first nest.

But the best part about stories, is that there are chapters.

One of my favorite things my husband reminds me of all the time - whether things are good or bad - is that everything happening is all part of our story. When times are tough, it's just a not so great chapter. Things pass. Opportunities arise. Chances are given and changes are made. I have no doubt in my mind that this crazy world lines up opportunities for a reason.  So, here we are settling into our first suburban home as a family and I am already surprised at how seamless the change has been. What seemed scary has in fact been the start of one of the good - maybe even great - chapters of the story. San Francisco is close, it's no longer home. And home is where I am with my family. Or as I like to call them, the Broad's Brood.

The Broad (and Brood's) New Bungalow.

 So here's to the next chapter. I'm sure you'll be learning more about our new little bungalow in posts to come. Did I mention it has a breakfast nook?? I know.
Until next time,
~TCB

***Gotta give credit where credit is due. HUGE Shout Out to Joielala Photographie who, to this day, I am so happy to have found to capture some of life's biggest moments and where two links are from above. Also thanks to Lisa Pattisson Photography for nailing our newborn session. I had a feeling those city shots would be invaluable one day...