One year came and went. One year flew by. One year living here in the Wenatchee Valley.
I moved here with my husband in April of last year. We came for his great job, the opportunity for me to work from home and stay at home with our son and to be closer to family. And so far, so great. I love the community, the scenery, the lifestyle. It was definitely a great move.
We moved from Orange County, California, so to say things are different here is an understatement. The pace is slower (in a good way); it’s less crowded; traffic is nonexistent (compared to Southern California); and life is a bit simpler (in a good way). I do miss some of the restaurants and stores and luxuries of a huge metropolitan area; but the quality of life we have here far outweighs the conveniences of a city.
I was nervous to move. I was scared. I didn’t know if I’d make friends or have things to do. I didn’t know if I’d fit in. Would I like it here? All these feelings and insecurities reminded me of starting junior high. Will they like me? I know, right? It seems silly for an almost 30-year-old, grown woman to have these thoughts, but they plagued me for weeks leading up to our move and I still have moments of insecurities even after a year of living here.
Our son was 3 months old when we moved. So not only was I adjusting to a new place, but I was adjusting to motherhood too. And it was challenging! I would find myself driving around for hours at a time to get AJ to sleep but also to just explore the area and find my way around. Needless to say, I figured out how to get around pretty quickly! There were lots of car ride naps for AJ! I was simultaneously transitioning from being a full-time, road warrior, account/sales rep in a big city to a smaller town, stay at home, part time working mama AND learning to live in a new place. It was a huge identity shift for me. I’m not gonna lie, I’ve definitely had some existential “who am I?” moments in the last year or so.
I’d like to say I’ve completely adjusted, but I think there’s still room for improvement. I’m still trying to find my own little tribe, get into a routine (but who knows if that will ever come, lol), and get used to the fact that snow will be in my backyard every single winter (this California girl is a bit clueless when it comes to the snow, but I’m learning). I miss my family and friends in California — having people close by who have known me forever. But I know with time, all of these things will come and settle in.
I wanted to write this in the hopes that other mamas or dads who have recently moved to the area read it and feel welcomed and maybe a tiny bit less lonely. Our community is a wonderful place, full of wonderful people. It may take some time to get settled in and find your crew, but you will! And if you’re new here, and need a friend, feel free to reach out!
Thank you, Wenatchee, for welcoming my family and being the place we call home. One year down, many more to go.