It's hard to imagine this house was ever as clean as the pictures I took when we first moved in. It certainly didn't stay this clean for very long! Hehe! But it's time to say goodbye to this house, as we move about half a mile down the road to a bigger, less falling apart one!
We're so excited about moving. Firstly, because we're going from a 2 bedroom to a 3 bedroom, which means we get to avoid the stress that is two children under 4 sharing a room! Wahoo. Was not looking forward to that one, I can tell ya! Secondly, because it has a big garden for the summer, which is so amazing especially for London! And thirdly, because it's not falling apart. It has new double glazed windows, a front door that actually closes and no mould invested bathrooms. I mean, what else could you ask for!
But another part of me, is a little sad. This was our first family home. It was the home Alice had her first Christmas in. The home we bought Thomas home to. The home we shared some of the most stressful, but amazing moments of our lives in. I still know the exact spot Alice threw up on when she caught her first sickness bug and I thought she was going to die! I remember the step she banged her head on in the garden and how I had panicked and called Dave home. I remember moving her from a cot to her first bed, and how she had been so excited.
The decoration has changed numbers times. Furniture has come and gone. Toys have mysteriously disappeared. And our family has grown, changed and shared together, all behind this closed door. Within these walls.
And now it's time to say goodbye.
But it feels right. And it feels good. I can't wait to see what adventures await us in our new home!