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…The Nashville Mom (Part III): Dreams & Goals (embrace, prepare)

Before We Start…

This is by far one of my favorites in this series. It’s something I wish I had read when I first got here. So if you are a Nashville Wife or a Nashville Mom – whatever that means to you – please read this one! If you don’t read any others, just don’t miss this one. These ladies have some seriously valuable advice here.

PS: This does NOT just apply to the music industry. If you have moved somewhere new for someone else, this could easily apply to you, too!

Now, let’s begin…

Welcome back! To those who haven’t been following this series…

I am writing about what it’s like in the world of The Nashville Wife (myself) and what it was like coming here without my own purpose. Along with that came The Nashville Mom. I had to find myself within both titles and I wanted to share my experience. I spoke to many other lovely ladies who have been through the basics of my story but in their own versions. 

That is what this series has been about.

Their voices. Our voices. A community of people who share a common thread within our life story, willing to branch out and reach for the lonely or the broken.

These women are wonderful people who have volunteered their time to answer these questions and discuss their life with me. I am so grateful for their willingness to share and I hope this meets someone where they’re at in their story. 


 

Quick Recap

Part II ended with Being Brave and wanting to deal with Adult Issues. Needing our own purpose and space, despite how much we love our kids. Making our loved ones a priority by making sure our needs were being met, so as to not create resentment or jealousy within ourselves.

Beautiful words spoken by beautiful women. It’s time to hear their voices once again.

 

Question #3

“If you had one piece of advice for someone moving to Nashville because their spouse is a musician, what would it be?”

[Spouse could also be anyone
with whom you move for]

Here’s what they had to say:

“SUPPORT.  Sometimes it feels like they get to “go out” and have all the fun, but it’s their job- and they can only do it well as long as you have their back.  Encourage them to go out.  See them play as often as you can.  Ask about gigs, auditions, band mates, etc.  Just like you would a day job.  They’ll be more successful and love you more for it.” – Martyne Palmer

“Embrace it. Moving comes with new adventure and even though there might be some hard times it can be really empowering as well. Starting over in a new place can be refreshing. ” – Heather Abbott Burback


“Make sure you’re also pursuing something important to you because a relationship isn’t always about one person’s big dreams & goals. We have dreams and goals, too. ” – Allison Klein

“Enjoy the perks! Gratefulness creates immense patience.”

My follow up question: Would you be willing to elaborate? Such as what perks are you referring to? I love what you said, Gratefulness creates immense patience. I feel like this comes from something learned. I’d love more elaboration on it if you don’t mind? I know I’m asking a lot of questions 

Bob Goff says that gratefulness creates immense patience. 😉

 I guess it just means that the more you think about how grateful you are for the things you have, the more patient you are [when] those things frustrate you. By perks, I mean all of the fun stuff! We get cool tickets to concerts, events, and dinners. We get to rub shoulders with some pretty cool people and we get to have a lot of date nights! We have so much fun together when my husband is in town and we miss each other like crazy when he’s traveling! It works for us.” – Vicki Mason Brown

“My one piece of advice would be to save money.  We had moved here and had originally saved a good amount of money but as we were both unemployed for a couple months and moving into a new home it was more expensive they we originally intended.  However, once we both started working it evened back out but it was something we were not expecting as we were always so stable financially and neither of us wanted to rush into a job we were unhappy with. It all worked out but it does take time to get working, settled in a new home and making new friends.”  – Jamie Angsten

There hasn’t been a question answered yet that has THIS much diversity in the responses. I. Am. LOVING. this one! I feel like each one could potentially be it’s own blog post! I’ll say this, as I was reading their responses, it reminded me a lot of what I wrote about in The Nashville Wife (or Husband). I truly wish I had seen their responses first! (It sure would’ve been nice to write a blog based on what I learned through them verses what I learned through experience haha!)


So what have we learned from this? Some key points that, I think, is the best way to end this blog. So many little words speak in such a loud volume… theres no need to fill this space with more sound.

 

THE NASHVILLE WIFE Support. Embrace. Dream. GRateful. Prepare.

 

We have dreams & goals, too.

Allison Klein

 

 

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8 Points a Blogger Might Keep in Mind

An article that really rallied me and got me going was “19 (More) Strategies for Finding Readers” at ProBlogger.com. I feel it is extremely important to read this whole article top to bottom. There are a ton of links to other pages that you really should check out. I, personally, have not made it to all of them yet – there is THAT much good content. However, I’m also impatient so I read a lot of it and jumped on the blogging train. That is fine to do of course, but you have to make it a priority to go back and really work hard. Read the whole thing, go step by step and do what is necessary. 

Here’s what I’m going to talk about today (and most of them come from the article):

– Time

– Canva (don’t miss this one!)

– Twitter, Instagram & Facebook

– E-mail signatures

– Content + being unique and useful

– Linking to others + Blogger Projects

– Participation (don’t be a hermit blogger)

 


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The first point this article makes is about time. It takes time. What an understatement.

A lot of people want to rush in and write day after day and are shocked when 2 months later, they still have 20 or less followers /subscribers. It takes time

But something that goes untouched is talk about ENJOYING the time building your blog. Learning and growing. Climbing the ladder is so important, so vital. It will provide the means to make you the blogger you want to be in the end. So please… 

Do not rush this process. Enjoy it. Find ways to enjoy it. 


Artistic Expression

 

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One thing I did in order to enjoy it was to allow my artistic expression to come out not only through writing but in every detail of each post. The fonts, the formatting, and best of all, the pictures. I have so much fun finding just the right pictures that portray what my words cannot. With this, I have started using an app called Canva.

 

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I have recently been creating my own blog graphics with this and have also used it to create promotions for Twitter, Instagram and Facebook. A free tool that will be your best friend – but also your achilles if you’re not careful. You can spend a very long time tweaking and editing your graphics so be careful. Do this part of your blog post LAST. Write your content, paint your canvas and then create your graphic(s). You’ll feel accomplished in the end, guaranteed. 

TIP: always label your graphics with your title (i.e @tnashvillewife or The Nashville Wife… however you like)

Speaking of Twitter, Insta and FB…

The Nashville Wife

I want to briefly touch on a few things that I did because of the article I shared with you. He never actually comes out and says to promote specifically on these 3 sites but it goes without saying. With Instagram, I have my own account for The Nashville Wife and it’s an all-in-one deal. I can post to my Twitter account and to my Facebook account as well as my pictures showing up on my actual blog, too. Great promotions!

(PS: you can do this on Pinterest, though I haven’t tackled that too much yet).

With Twitter, search for bloggers. Something I found was a HUGE community of bloggers but not just that. Twitter accounts where their whole purpose is reading blogs and retweeting them to help build a huge community. My absolute favorite RT blogger is @bloglove2018 and their blog is Family By Choice. This person is the sweetest, one of those people you’d love to meet someday. Please check out their account and let them feel some blogger love!

E-Mail Signatures

The Nashville Wife

I’ll keep this one plenty short of words. Just create and save an e-mail signature. Every e-mail from every account you send out (that you’re allowed to edit) should have your link on it. Easy.

(…this was another article tip.)

Content + Being Unique and Useful

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2. Content Content Content – start by thinking about it in terms of usefulness and uniqueness and I think you’ll be on the right track.”

You’re likely to think “Well this is my own blog so of course it will be unique.” That is not necessarily true. Depending on the type of blog, it could be mildly unique (as maybe something seen from your perspective or something of your own taste) but overall, it is the same content as another blog. I love what he said above ^^^ “usefulness”. That is exactly why I started my blog. I mean sure, it’s a great outlet (haha – making a joke here! If you’ve read When Hearts Bloom you’ll understand..)

… but I want to help people. 

I want my blog to be USEFUL. 

(if you want examples as to what I mean by “useful” or “unique”, please shoot me a message because I have MANY and I don’t want to make this a 2000 word blog! lol)

Link to Others + Blogger Projects

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“Participate in the linking to other blogs and you’ll find that many benefits come. For a start you’ll be participating in the conversation, you’ll be getting the attention of others and your readers will appreciate that you’re interested in helping them find the best content out there.” (ProBlogger)

(#12 is also similar to this) I recently collaborated in a very fun poem-writing adventure with the bloggers The Floating Thoughts. You can find the blog HERE. It was totally different from what I normally do but extremely fun writing alongside of a huge group of people and seeing someone make something beautiful out of it. I highly encourage you to not only check it out, but also participate! Say hi to Roy & Dee Kay for me! These are some wonderful people.

 

“#5 Participate in other people’s conversations”

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What he says is exactly how I feel, too. It has to be genuine. I’d rather have no likes on a blog than likes “just because” or to get my attention. I won’t do the same to others. If someone comments on my blog, I will always respond but I’ll also make it a point to check out their blog and find a post that I find interesting to me. I will then also comment on it – but seriously, only if it interests me. I’m not a jerk – I just want to be genuine. I won’t leave their blog page till I find an article that I can honestly like and comment on.

Side Note

My own musings on this one…

I think you’ll be surprised and even offended (or maybe you won’t) at what gets hits and what does not, especially if the content is close to the heart. But you can’t go there – especially when you have a low count in followers. You’ll get there but it’s hard. Give it time. Your followers aren’t cold and they’re not uninterested. There could be many reasons why you aren’t getting likes or comments so don’t let it unnerve you. Keep going! Keep bearing your soul!

I would consider evaluating your tags. As you get going, about a month or two in, start reviewing what blogs get more hits.

– Is there a pattern?

– Are there more hits when a certain tag is inserted?

– Did you see more hits when you started using more pictures?

– Oh! And bullet points (haha) are much more enticing for a reader than gobs of paragraphs. Break up your content! [did it help here?]

Anyways, again… Please read the article (Strategies) + all the articles within. As always, comment or send me a message if you want to talk, brainstorm or just tell me I have no clue what I’m talking about. [Please don’t. I already know this. Ha.]

Thanks, lovelies and PLEASE let me know if there’s any tips you can add!!!

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My Baby’s Broken Femur

Hey all!

I’m sorry I have missed so many posts. So here’s the scoop…

On June 1st, Friday evening around 7 pm, Jackson (he’ll be 2 years old on June 24th) was playing with a ball outside with Eric (my husband, Jackson’s dad) and Eric’s parents. He went to kick a ball, similar to this one…

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… and his foot caught on it. He twisted his leg and then fell backwards on it, full weight and broke his femur bone. We thought it was something with his knee at first but either way, we knew immediately something was very wrong.

We rushed him to the ER (we live like 5 minutes away) which in hindsight, now that we know it was a much more serious injury, we wish we would’ve called an ambulance. But regardless…

So we got him there. They did x-rays, got him in a splint, and proceeded to tell us they needed to transport him to a Children’s Hospital so they could get him into surgery.

That was terrifying to hear. All of this was just terrible, horrible, no good. Everyone was crying. Jackson was screaming. He was hysterical. He was in so much pain, his face was hot and red, sweating profusely and so exhausted. At times, his eyes were trying not to roll to the back of his head. It was absolutely heartbreaking.

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We get to the Children’s Hospital and we are told we will have to be admitted as he cannot be put under anesthesia with having eaten so close to surgery time. It was a very, very, very long night. I did not sleep.

The next day was a little better although a mind-numbingly long day. That is the best way, the only way, to describe it.

Good news though: no actual surgery needed!

They put him under anesthesia (with a breathing tube) for comfort while they set his break and put a SPICA cast on it. He did great! We needed a special carseat to get home and waited for 6 hours to be told none was available and to use ours (which didn’t end up working). So we took an ambulance home and still have no way to get him out of the house. Currently searching for a SPICA carseat. *crossing fingers*

Jackson will have to be in this cast for 6 weeks, poor buddy. We are now on day 4. We’ve figured out different ways to sit and lay down and move around which is good. We’re all hanging in there and doing the best we can! (see pictures below)

Please know I will try to post blogs when I can but may not be able to as much. I’ll keep updating you all with his progress.

Thanks so much for understanding and hope you all have a great night.

 

 

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Books, poop, dogs and coffee… and it’s only 11 am.

 

These are the ramblings of this morning. Read on. Life is humorous. Mocking, even.

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This is a good thing. When you have so little time, its good to lie to oneself, to live in a fantasy where hours are spent reading and houses clean themselves. Truly, this is bliss.

 

 

It amazes me the things we do for our kids.

I just scraped out Aquaphor diaper rash cream out of it’s jar and into a Tupperware dish, all because my almost 2-year-old loves taking the lid on and off (too messy, so empty it.)

If you’ve ever messed with this stuff, you know how messy it is. (Though it’s the most amazing stuff in the world. They shouldn’t label it as diaper rash cream bc it’s SO MUCH MORE!)

 

Coffee. Always needed. Always evasive.

Yes! Coffee is done! Go get coffee…

oh Jackson stepped on the plate I left in our room, put in dishwasher. Jackson wants to help, Jackson closes dishwasher.

Oh yeah, coffee!

Fills cup, empties creamer and starts rinsing out, Jackson needs something. Sets creamer-filled-with-water on counter by half-made coffee. Helps Jackson.

Oh yeah, coffee!

Grabs coffee, adds sugar, muses about too much creamer in cup. Oh well. Sees creamer on counter.

“Is this filled with creamer or water?

Did I already dump it?

Is this a new one? How have I already forgotten?!

Dumps creamer-filled-with-water into sink and recycles. Happily goes to read a book and drink luke-warm coffee. Walks into room and instantly smells poop.

Jackson needs a diaper change. Sets down coffee and book and changes diaper.

Oh yeah, coffee!

Grabs cold coffee and book and water and empty Aquaphor jar (backup. Always have a backup. Especially if you (haha) think you’re going to have a chance reading that book…)

Sits down and reads book while drinking cold coffee. Willow (furry husky) comes in the room. Jackson grabs her fur and holds on.

Book, down. Coffee, down.

“Sibling” fight ensues. Mommy intervenes.

Coffee never finished. Short chapter never finished. Long day ahead.

PS: now hiding in the bathroom, no noises to be heard. Bad sign. Bad bad sign. Book already ripped apart today. T-Rex brought his A-game.

Goes into bedroom. Once-full travel bottle of downy wrinkle release now empty. Jackson taking lid on and off.

Should’ve used the backup.

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…The Nashville Mom (part II): a blog for Brave Women with Adult Issues

Welcome back!

To those who haven’t been following this series, I am writing about what it’s like in the world of The Nashville Wife (myself) and what it was like coming here without my own purpose. Along with that came The Nashville Mom. I had to find myself within both titles and I wanted to share my experience. I spoke to many other lovely ladies who have been through the basics of my story but in their own versions. 

That is what this series has been about.

Their voices. Our voices. A community of people who share a common thread within our life story, willing to branch out and reach for the lonely or the broken.

These women are wonderful people who have volunteered their time to answer these questions and discuss their life with me. I am so grateful for their willingness to share and I hope this meets someone where they’re at in their story.

Just a quick recap

My last blog in this series, When the Nashville Wife becomes the Nashville Mom (part I), I talked about my story and then I ended with the first question I asked,

“What was the hardest part of moving to Nashville for you?”

Man, there were some great answers and I highly suggest you take a look if you haven’t already! We all came here at a different time in our lives, but what I saw in every story was this:

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So let’s continue… 

Let’s dive back into their stories and hopefully connect with them on some part of their path.

QUESTION #2:

Did you leave a job to become a SAHM?
[stay at home mom]

 

Here’s what they had to say:

“Yes.  I had a career position in accounting.  But I always knew I wanted to be a mom, so I was glad to leave.  I loved my job, but music and family are my passions.” – Martyne Palmer

“I was working a job I loved in Redding, CA and I haven’t been back to work since I had my son. ” – Heather Abbott Burback


“I stayed home for 4 months but went back to work because I needed my own purpose and space. I love my son dearly but felt like if I didn’t have my own career or something I was achieving personally, I’d be envious of my partner. ” – Allison Klein

“No. I am so grateful to work from home.”

My follow up question: That is wonderful! You worked from home before you had a child, correct? Did you have a kid before moving here or after? Where do you work, if you don’t mind me asking?

I have worked from home for 3 1/2 years. I have 4 kids! Ages 4, 6, 9, and 11. Our older 2 are biological and our younger 2 are adopted. We had all of them before moving to Nash. I work for Plexus Worldwide! After failing miserably at 6 other MLM companies, I finally found the RIGHT one. Through Plexus, I was able to pay for our son’s adoption and I am able to pay all of the bills for our family of 6.” – Vicki Mason Brown

“I feel that once I became a stay at home mom it was so rewarding, at first, but I’m so grateful once I started working part-time from home.  I got lucky finding a bookkeeping job that was very flexible and understanding of being a new mom.  I advertised my resume and job skills on Craigslist and I was lucky enough to be contacted by a small business that has now become like a family to us. I love having my own work on the side to keep me busy and engaged with adult issues during naptime and after bedtime.”  – Jamie Angsten

 

Ha. Let me repeat that, Jamie:

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I love love love this! So perfect. I have to say, I LOVE that the answers are so different and that no one was ashamed to admit they were glad to go back to work. I hear a lot in mom’s voices the guilt over leaving their kids. Well, no, not just leaving them, but wanting to “leave them” to go to work. And that’s not it at all. There’s always more to it than that. I love what Allison had to say about it:

I needed my own purpose and space. I love my son dearly but felt like if I didn’t have my own career or something I was achieving personally, I’d be envious of my partner – Allison Klein

I completely, 100%, understand this. I personally had no desire to go back to work physically (as in leaving my house, leaving my kid to go work) but I DID have this same feeling of needing my own purpose and space. I needed to achieve something personally. I didn’t want to live in my husband’s shadow. Wow. Just so well said, Allison. Something I think a lot of women feel – NOT just in Nashville, but every mom that is a SAHM.

I could go on and on with this blog but I’ll leave it for now. Again, I look forward to next Monday, The Nashville Mom (Part III), where I will continue with more questions and more answers from these women who want you to know you’re never alone. As always, feel free to comment or to send me a message through my Contact page. I would love to hear your thoughts and your stories!

Take care, lovelies.

 

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Check back tonight!

Due to the holiday, being out of town, seeing friends and family, my blog is going to be a little late today!

Please check back tonight if you feel like it as I will be posting the blog!

 

Have a FANTASTIC holiday and stay safe! Please remember what today means.

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If I were to be honest…

I am hurting. I am watching the repercussions of sin take root in the simplest things…. and in the biggest. I am watching what it means to live in a life of imperfections, yearning to live with the God that loves us and can’t wait for a time of perfection and peace with us. A God that hurts with us. A God that begs for me to lean on him and cry when I face the realization that my son doesn’t talk like all the other toddlers. That my son is incredibly intelligent but can’t verbally express it. Not yet.

He’s not mute and he’s not deaf. He will talk in time, through therapy and with the love and endless support of his “momma” and “da-da” and all the loving friends and relatives that surround us. He’s not a serious case and I tend to judge myself over this.

“There are others that are going through far worse.”

Ugh. No. S-T-O-P with the judging of yourself. Why do we do that? Why do we compare our pains, our hurts and sufferings to someone else’s? Why can’t we just allow ourselves to grieve how we need to grieve, over WHAT we need to grieve over? There are parents who have been blessed with remarkable children, children that have been asked to live in a world of autism, where there’s possibly no hope of speaking outside the flapping of their hands and screeches in order to tell you something. That crushes me. I cannot imagine. I pray for these families, pray for courage and strength. You are heroes… I cannot imagine. And that is just it. I cannot imagine. I am not living that life. I am living my life.

Have we ever thought about the fact that maybe that family that has it worse (and honestly? They may not even feel that way… I am not one to judge. That is not my place..), but had they not lived their life and instead lived yours, maybe they would grieve what you grieve as well? 

So let’s stop selling ourselves short and let’s grieve what we are currently grieving, no matter what someone else is going through. This is YOUR GRIEF. This is YOUR STORY. It is okay for you to feel the way you feel. The family that “has it worse than you” would most likely be the first to tell you – or rather, me – that they don’t mind if you grieve that your son isn’t yet talking. Even when they know their’s never will.

So…I am hurting. My son is 23 months old (as of yesterday). Two years old in June. I can’t wait to hear him say “I love you”. I can’t wait to hear my son say “milk” or “dog” or “car” or “please”. But you know what I learned today? I was reading Love, Anthony by Lisa Genova, a book about a boy with autism (and oh my goodness please buy that book right now! Click the link and buy it and read it. You’ll THANK ME!! Anyways…). I learned something valuable.

I don’t need him to speak to me. He doesn’t need to speak to me. I’ve already known for some time that his speech was possibly behind and I’ve known that this was okay. I’ve learned that I can find a precious gift inside the lack of speech – the gift God has given me to help me live through this life of imperfection – and that is I can learn my son even better than I would through speech because I know what every body movement, every influx of his tone, every eye movement means. I know him inside and out. I know what he wants, when he wants it. I know his internal clock, I know his needs and his desires.

Without speech, I have learned his heart.

I want to share with you a passage from the book Love, Anthony that can help you better connect to what I just wrote. To better understand me. Lisa Genova wrote this so beautifully. This is the voice of Anthony, the little boy who was autistic:

“I came here to simply be, and autism was the vehicle of my being. Although my short life was difficult at times, I found great joy in being Anthony. Autism made it difficult to connect with you and Dad and other people through things like eye contact and conversation and your activities. But I wasn’t interested in connecting in those ways, so I felt no deprivation in this. I connected in other ways, through the song of your voices, the energy of your emotions, the comfort in being near you, and sometimes, in moments I treasured, through sharing the experience of something I loved…”

My son will have a voice in time. But for now? He doesn’t need it and neither do I.

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It’s all Messy; the hair. the bed. the words. the heart. Life.

(quote by William Leal)

 

Well, isn’t that the truth. I wouldn’t have my life any other way. Sometimes it’s neat and orderly. Sometime’s it’s a chaotic disaster. Funny days and lots of laughter. Tears and sadness and pain. All of that makes it grand, makes it epic and full of life. There is little joy without sorrow. This won’t be a wordy post. Nor will it be a thought-provoking one. This is just a fun recap of my story for the week. My life, my mess, my adventures. Enjoy.

 

 

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  1. I enjoyed some serious blogging and some Instagram posting!

 

2. I enjoyed this glorious sunset while eating at Culver’s with my family. This day every month, this particular Culver’s sponsors the local Hendersonville, TN American Legion Post #290 by donating a portion of each purchase in order to help local veterans. Great cause and we were honored to be served our food buy local veterans. Thank you for your service. ♥

 

 

 

3. I enjoyed an amazing 3-day trip with my husband, sans baby!!! Thanks to my amazing mother for driving to Nashville from Missouri in order to watch him (AND our two Siberian Huskies, Willow and Coda!)

 

 

4. And…I so thoroughly enjoyed coming home to my little boy. So So much. My messy haired, messy little-man life, messy tantrums and messy faces. I missed this.

 

I hope you enjoyed! I’d love to know what you all did this week. Any trips? Any exciting events? Please feel free to leave a comment! Thanks so much and have a great week!

 

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When the Nashville Wife becomes the Nashville Mom (Part I)

As you all know, I moved to Nashville because I made the choice to follow my husband’s dreams. I quickly found my dream job and started working at an animal shelter, to which I eventually became the Assistant Director there. I had my purpose and I was happy. I hadn’t planned on ever quitting my job, not even when I had my son. Truthfully, I didn’t give it much thought (who would? It’s your dream job. No giving up on that!) But then it happened. 

 

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I passionately, deeply loved that little boy. A love that grew so quickly that it took my heart by storm and my work was no longer my driving force. It was still my passion but it wasn’t enough for me anymore. It was harder and harder to swallow the thought of leaving him behind and then one day, the decision was made, and I would no longer work at the shelter.

I was so blissfully happy, but as most of you can imagine, the fullness of love couldn’t always fill the emptiness of solitude.

The constant stretch of days with no other human interaction, no getting out of the house, no me-time, was starting to wear me down. There were days where I felt like I was suffocating. Clawing my way out, I knew I needed something; I needed an outlet. That is when The Nashville Wife was born and so was the flame that ignited the kindling and set my world on fire.

I knew I wasn’t alone in this. I knew I couldn’t be the only mama that felt that way. Starting life in Nashville with no real purpose, finding your own and then letting it be taken away. Every road is traveled differently from person to person whether our stories are similar or not.

 

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We can let our different stories separate us or we can let them build us up. So I started this quest to share the stories and the voices of so many beautiful women who came here, to Nashville, either as a mom or not yet one. Women who came here with a purpose and those without one. Some that have struggled and some that have had the greatest adventure. These ladies wanted to let their words and experiences be available to those that may need to hear them. I needed to know I wasn’t alone. I needed to know there was a community out there where I belonged. So I might not be the only one.

I’ll end this with the first question I asked:

 What was the hardest part of moving to Nashville for you?

Here’s what they had to say:

“Probably leaving family, because everything I knew and loved still lived in Georgia.  I was lucky that my sister decided to move here too about the same time- she was (and is) a lifesaver.” – Martyne Palmer

“Moving to Nashville has been hard only because we moved with very little. We sold everything we owned to move here and it’s been a harder transition for my husband. We are very excited to be here and to see what this city has to offer for us. I think once we get settled it will make everything more of a smooth transition.” – Heather Abbott Burback


“Leaving California & the ocean. I grew up surfing on the beach my entire life…..And yeah, working for me is important. Also childcare is so affordable that moms can have careers and not hand over 85% of their paycheck to their childcare. It’s important! Many other countries have childcare priced similarly to Nashville (vs. let’s say, california) and there is a very high rate of happy moms with less post partum. I found staying home all day and breastfeeding made me sad and getting out for a few hours made me happy!” Allison Klein

“Leaving the only state I’ve ever lived in. Texas….I was leaving my sister which was really hard, but I knew Nashville was what God was calling us to do!” – Vicki Mason Brown

“I had a similar experience as you did with regards to working.  I found a job that I liked and was happy with the friends I met there, but once I became a stay at home mom I lost those friends as we were in different chapters of our lives.  My one piece of advice would be to save money.  We had moved here and had originally saved a good amount of money, but as we were both unemployed for a couple months, and moving into a new home, it was more expensive than we originally intended.  However, once we both started working, it evened back out but it was something we were not expecting as we were always so stable financially and neither of us wanted to rush into a job we were unhappy with. It all worked out but it does take time to get working, settled in a new home and making new friends. ”  – Jamie Angsten

I look forward to next Monday, The Nashville Mom (Part II), where I will continue with more questions and more answers from these women who want you to know you’re never alone. As always, feel free to comment or to send me a message through my Contact page. I would love to hear your thoughts and your stories!

Take care, lovelies.

 

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