When we made the decision to relocate (due to husband being offered a better job in Northampton), I though "yeah great". It would be a chance to buy a bigger house with a huge garden for the boys to play in, something that we would never have been able to afford where we were living. However once the move started to become a reality, I suddenly felt a bit wobbly about the whole thing! I hadn't realised just how deep the roots were that I had put down in our old place! It was a much easier transition for husband, as he was used to being out at work all day and not seeing his friends particularly regularly anyway. For me, being at home all day with the children, meeting up with my mummy friends etc, the move felt like an enormous life change.
The move was over a year ago now, and I feel a lot more settled. I have made a few good friends, which always helps. Our best friends (best man & birdesmaid at our wedding, and godparents to our children) live only 20mins away, so we see so much more of them too.
Here is the lovely old farmhouse, we are slowly making our own:
Here are some of my home-related posts: