As we took the stickers off of the boys walls the emotion was beginning to building up. This is the first house my husband and I bought, the first place we ever lived together. Where we learnt about each other in our entirety and where we realised we wanted to spend our lives together. Both boys came home to here from the hospital, they both took their first steps here. Where they had their first bath and their first taste of real food. This house holds so many memories and I am so lucky that the most part of them are happy.
The fireplace has always been the backdrop on photos for occasions, be it birthdays, Easter or just dressing up at home. That place has been what I think is the center of our home and where most of our memories have been made, in the living room.
I will always remember the boys sat on the big sofa next to each other with a bowl of popcorn each watching films together. The nights I have spent walking along the landing to either or both of their rooms when they were either poorly or restless. This was our home. And I hope the boys remember it with the same fondness I do.
Yes the floor boards squeak, and you can just about swing a cat in Noah's bedroom, but it was our home. We have all laughed here and we have all cried. We have all shouted and have all fallen down the stairs!
The boys have both woken up here on their first Christmas mornings and they have both fallen over on the bumpy path up to the shed that I always said I wanted changing.
This is the house they became best friends in the moment they first met when Noah came home from the hospital. That red door has had so many photos taken in front of it and it's the same door way we have waved goodbye to many family & friends who have visited is. The place I stood crying as my not yet two year old ran to me after I had had Noah and I thought how big he now looked.
My husband and I have shouted at each other and called each other every name under the sun in this house, but this is also the place we had the conversation about starting a family. The place we say I love you and the place my husband always kisses me goodbye in the morning before he goes to work.
It has been our home for nearly 9 years and what an incredible 9 years that has been. It's seen us go from a 2 to a family of 3 then where we completed our family of 4.
It will always mean so much to me but we have so much more to learn and to do in our new house. And we will make that house our home. A home the boys will want to be and that will be their happy place.