SeaStar
Rough_Rock
- Joined
- May 24, 2009
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- 97
A little background: we just moved from a musty, moldy, 100% urban apartment complex to an oceanside home in a beautiful neighborhood with a daycare and elementary school down the street. It''s the kind of neighborhood where everyone walks their dogs at night, sits on each others'' porches and chit chats, and then you walk across the street and there are beachside food and ice cream stands, and benches that surround the water to watch boats and planes pass by. It is my dream home in my dream neighborhood so far.
I never ever wanted children before. We lived in a crappy area in a cramped apartment and were both miserable. Our walls would shake from the vibration of the neighbors'' bass, there was vandalism and crime rampant around the complex, and the school system was atrocious. We didn''t really see an end in sight to be able to move and children never factored into the equation in any way, shape or form. Something happened in our apartment complex and it was the last straw for us. I didn''t care if we lived in a box but we were getting out of there. We''ve been here for a week and I''m absolutely in love. It''s like something has taken over me. I''m so happy, I love opening my windows and smelling the salty air, I love to clean my home and can''t wait to have company. I feel light and free and like a weight has been lifted off my shoulders. We were upstairs together looking at the water and debating what to do with the upstairs space, and Fi gave me a big hug and and talked about how to fill it for now, and out of nowhere I just blurted out what a beautiful nursery it would make. He squeezed me tight. The other night we were talking about how the schools are right down the street and he said something like "we could raise children here." It''s so amazing how something like a new home can turn your dreams 180 degrees. We went from joking about how we would be the elderly couple with 50 cats to joking about a future nursery. I better be careful not to let this slip in front of friends, they''ve been taking bets how long it would be before we ended up having children for years now.
I never ever wanted children before. We lived in a crappy area in a cramped apartment and were both miserable. Our walls would shake from the vibration of the neighbors'' bass, there was vandalism and crime rampant around the complex, and the school system was atrocious. We didn''t really see an end in sight to be able to move and children never factored into the equation in any way, shape or form. Something happened in our apartment complex and it was the last straw for us. I didn''t care if we lived in a box but we were getting out of there. We''ve been here for a week and I''m absolutely in love. It''s like something has taken over me. I''m so happy, I love opening my windows and smelling the salty air, I love to clean my home and can''t wait to have company. I feel light and free and like a weight has been lifted off my shoulders. We were upstairs together looking at the water and debating what to do with the upstairs space, and Fi gave me a big hug and and talked about how to fill it for now, and out of nowhere I just blurted out what a beautiful nursery it would make. He squeezed me tight. The other night we were talking about how the schools are right down the street and he said something like "we could raise children here." It''s so amazing how something like a new home can turn your dreams 180 degrees. We went from joking about how we would be the elderly couple with 50 cats to joking about a future nursery. I better be careful not to let this slip in front of friends, they''ve been taking bets how long it would be before we ended up having children for years now.