Living the dream.......Come True.

There are those that don't and those that do......I'm a firm believer that you really CAN make things happen with a little luck and a lot of courage, hard work, and effort, and those dreams really DO become reality.

To leave behind some wonderful friendships created over the last 6 years was difficult, to take my children away from friends that they cherish and pre-schools and schools that they adored and flourished in was not an easy decision to make. The stress that came with trying to secure a fantastic house by renting out our own home (meaning all those jobs that you put off for years suddenly have to be fitted into every spare second of the day, often going into the night...decorating every surface of our home, so that we don't have to think about it for a few more years), not to mention the endless list of other jobs at the same time as packing up our home, looking after a 3 & 5 year old, running a company AND selling and packing up our little cottage simultaneously...........and all that packed into a few months........Believe me, when I say this, "we won't be doing it again in a hurry!!!"

So you can see, the blogging became way down my list of priorities. Making our dream come true became my main focus and boy was it worth it...every single second of the stress that it entailed.

Packing up our things each Sunday and heading back to the Wiltshire/Somerset border, we always felt a little sad...The South Hams had very quickly become the place that we most felt at home; somewhere that we instantly relaxed when opening our little cottage door and beginning to up-pack for the weekend, the friends that we made, the neighbours that were more friendly than any neighbours had been towards us in the 6 years we spent at our 'real' home, weekends spent enjoying the beautiful beaches, endless village fetes and festivals.......

As my eldest daughter started to become very settled in the wonderful school that she had started last September, the thought of our youngest doing the same when she starts this year suddenly made us realise that perhaps it was better to think about making this move sooner rather than later and why not?.....Why not make their 'weekend' lives in the South Hams a daily occurrence?

We committed the cardinal sin...."Let's just start to have a look around to see what is on the market at the moment"? I announced one Friday morning in February, prior to our journey down to the cottage. Of course it snowballed and at 9.30am the very next morning there we were viewing houses....Then it happened....we had already viewed two empty, unloved and VERY cold houses that had not only numbed my fingers but filled me with dread when thinking about the sheer amount of work that that needed to be done immediately upon moving in......We knocked on the door of the third house at 11am and were greeted not only by the huge roaring fire in the inglenook fireplace, exposed beams on ceilings and walls, exposed brick walls.........

......deep window seats......

...... beautiful new handmade small paned wooden windows , latched doors, curved walls in rooms.....

.......high ceilings with A-frames.........

........BUT it had 5 double bedrooms AND a big office (Mr SB could work from home downstairs at the end of the house, not being disturbed by 'little people') which meant that we could still easily have friends to stay with children without playing 'musical beds'. It became my SOLE mission to OWN this charming house. It was in the village that we always wanted, with a shop, post office, doctors etc.. but best of all the school, a 10 minute stroll away, is very sought after and 'outstanding' according to ofsted..... This move HAD to happen and we would move hell or high water to make the dream become reality.

The goodbyes were terrible as they were dragged out over so many days, and the last day that big shrimp went to school, well, I'd have cried if the post man had hugged me and wished me well.....Were we doing the right thing?!! It was a little late to back out now, with our house empty and signed over to the rental company, over 120 boxes packed, waiting to be transported 120 miles south, it had suddenly become reality.

Someone said to me before the move; "Oh...it will soon become reality, the school runs, supermarket, play dates etc" But believe me if this school run along the meadows.....

.......this is the early morning dog walk along the shore of this beach....

.....driving along the coastal road to Sainsburys.............


....and days are spent mooching in Salcombe before catching the tiny ferry over to East Portlemouth beach to lie on the soft sand reading and admiring the passing boats......

......before heading off on the school run.....

.........then I think I can 'just' about manage it..........tough as it is, someone has to do it!

Five weeks later the boxes are unpacked (mostly), the girls survived their first day at school.....

....and are still loving it, swimming in the school's outdoor heated swimming pool, growing vegetables at gardening club, bug hunts at the nearby wetlands and rock pooling during lesson time...what child wouldn't? We even fitted in a 4th birthday party for little shrimp.

This is the life that we dreamed of for our children. I feel very lucky and privileged to be living this life. Each morning that I wake up in this lovely home in this beautiful area, I thank my lucky stars and savour each and every moment, I don't take it for granted as I know how it could all change with a blink of an eye, but one thing that I don't like is how I have sometimes been made to feel guilty about talking about how happy I am living this lovely life, so I feel as if I can't. We were brave, we took chances, we changed our children's childhoods and the precious memories that we are in the process of creating. It creates so much hard work, stress and upheaval making a life changing move but sometimes you just make the decision and run with it, towards a brighter, happier and calmer future and never look back.............