What a difference a year makes. It’s hard to believe that we’re living in our country bungalow for almost a year now. This time last year we picked up the keys and spent two solid weeks gutting the house, decorating and making it ours. We worked ourselves to the bone to make the house feel like home before we moved in with A, who was almost 2 at the time. It has been an interesting year for us. For the first time in quite a while, we have started to plan our future. In our old house, we felt trapped and exhausted. Out in the countryside we have a new sense of life. We’re actually living.
We’ve often said that we felt like our lives were on pause for the last few years. You may remember that we didn’t like where we lived, and felt an inherent necessity to move out and find our forever home. We knew the general area we wanted to live in but felt pushed out of the location due to house prices and started looking further afield. A decision we weren’t necessarily happy with but felt we had no choice. Fate seemed to intervene and after pulling out of one house we found another that was right in our desired location! How do things like this happen?
It genuinely felt like it was meant to be. I love our home, our neighbours, the location. We have a freedom here that we have never had before. I have my family back.
It has taken us a while to come to terms with our new way of living because I’ll be honest we didn’t think we’d ever find this kind of serenity. We didn’t think it existed. Along with the birth of A, came the birth of depression in both of our lives. B and I struggled for a long time in almost every aspect of our lives and often felt like we were sinking, drowning. Trapped and exhausted from living a life we were unhappy in. This was not the life we wanted to raise our daughter in. This was not how our daughters first year was meant to be like.
It wasn’t easy to pull ourselves out but the root of the problem was were we lived. It caused too many problems for us which I won’t list out, which I don’t want to relive. We knew where life had turned it’s head on us so we fought and grabbed the rope and pulled ourselves free.
No, it hasn’t been all roses and wine since we moved into this house. We’ve had issues that followed us, but issues we knew were temporary and issues we knew we were going to lock the door on and not let back in.
It took a while but a year later I can say – and I hope B can agree – that we’re happy. I feel good coming home from a long day at work and B has started to sing again.
We didn’t start out searching for a bungalow for our forever country home, but the countryside is littered with them and the majority of the houses we viewed were bungalows. After living in a 2 storey house for the majority of our lives, I never really saw us in a bungalow. But here we are, in our four bed, two bath, two reception room, no stairs bungalow. And we love it. Bungalow Living is the bees knees and the lambs chops!
It was a huge change to go from a two storey house to a Bungalow. Initially, it reminded us of our old apartment which I’ll be honest didn’t bring back any happy nostalgia since the apartment was small and pokey. Even though the bungalow is one corridor with all rooms flowing from it, it doesn’t feel small or tight (unless we’re all trying to run out the door at the same time on a weekday morning). I thought I would miss having a second level with all bedrooms upstairs but the benefits of a bungalow outweigh the need for a floor above our heads.
3 Reasons Why Bungalows are Awesome
This is an obvious one but I have found the benefit of no stairs to be immeasurable! As you know, getting out of the house with any sort of baby, toddler, child, whether you have one, two or five kids, is not all that easy. There are constant trips back and forth. I forgot this, we left that in the bedroom, did you remember the wotsit. It’s never ending. No stairs equals a teeny tiny, weeny winy, bit less running around. Our house is compact. The rooms are easily accessible although my cardio workout has been sufficiently reduced to the lack of stairs.
But the biggest plus of having no stairs, is no tumbles. Dear God, I will never forget the day A fell down the stairs. It was the most terrifying moment of my life as I watched her little body bounce and propel itself back up in the air down 14 steps. I screamed the whole time. She was silent. She barely flinched as she came to a stop. I have never held her and cried so hard in my life. Amazingly, she was perfectly fine, not even a bruise and thankfully no memory of it passed that evening. For me, the bruising was internal as my heart ached and the guilt only abated six months down the line.
And let’s face it, when our hair is sprinkled grey and our knees are giving out, having no stairs will be a godsend.
Free to Run Around
A has incredible freedom to run around our house – which has its obvious advantages and disadvantages! Since day one, she has taken full ownership of the house and has free reign. At first, it was a bit difficult for me to let her loose and not follow her everywhere making sure she was ok in whatever room she decided to descend on. It didn’t take long for us to let go and let her wander, explore and take possession of any room with a door handle within her reach. There was no worrying about whether she was upstairs, downstairs, what room she was in, or whether or not I could hear her. She was just a skip, hop and a bop down the hall.
Cleaning is a Doddle
Hah! OK, not so much a doddle but it does seem a lot easier and quicker. I used to clean upstairs one day, and downstairs another. I’m not sure if it’s because the house is more streamlined and the rooms more accessible but even though this is a bigger house than our last, I’m done in half the time. I’m no longer lugging the hoover and steam cleaner up and down stairs, or running back and forth for this cloth and that spray.
What do you love most about your home?