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21st April 2017. Our New Home.

So this is totally a ‘Dear Diary’ Moment. (Does anyone even still have a diary?).

The day had finally come when it was time I could look for mine and Jake’s own home.
He would have his own bedroom, a little routine, a place he can bring his friends when he is older, a place he can grow up to call home.
So after 3 dreadful viewings the time had come to view one more place and this for me was make or break as my luck, well I wasn’t feeling very lucky with all the places me and my dad had viewed. They were either too small, too grubby or just not safe for Jake. Lets just say nothing jumped out to grab me and say this is the one you will be happy in. Until Monday 13th March 2017 when I viewed a 2 bedroom house, privately let with a quiet neighbourhood not to mention its a 10 minute walk from my parents house, 1 minute walk to the shops aswell as the beach! Bonus!.
When I went into view the place with my mum, dad & Jake I took one look at the front room and thought yes I want to live here, I want to bring my child up here, So after looking at the rest of the house I took the forms to the car filled them out got my paperwork that they needed took it down to the estate agents paid the fee and then boom on Wednesday 15th March 2017 I got the phone call that I had dread waiting for because I’m prone to having nothing but bad news but nope this was good news and oh my god it felt so good to have someone say to you, You got your perfect house!. I can finally be proud of myself and what I have achieved and hope that Jake will also be proud of me too. Here’s a few pictures showing mine and Jakes new home!⬇️

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Friday 21st April 2017 is the day that me and Jake finally got our happy ever after and start our journey as a family together, Just me and him.


Yes I will miss living with my family, Yes I am very grateful for all the help they have provided me since I have had Jake, But I am also scared for Jake as for him growing up to have to understand about my epilepsy as I do not wish for him to see me having a seizure, For a young kid to experience is very frightening and confusing but again we will have to cross that bridge when it comes to it. (What does that even mean?)
But overall will I miss the arguments within my parents household? No!.