So exciting things are happening in my life at the moment - the Husbit and I are looking at flats. It is very unlikely to lead anywhere - our budget is restricted and house prices are high round us - but looking is fun.
And distressing. I realise how unrealistic some of my thoughts were regarding buying a family home in the next few years. I realise that I am going to have to raise children in a flat because if we wait to afford a house then my ovaries will have shrivelled first. Husbit has always said we have to be living in a house. this now sounds more like "no" than ever and I am afraid and sad.
I'm not sure what it will take to convince Husbit to raise a child in a flat. I'm starting to fear getting pregnant because it would make it more difficult to get a mortgage and restrict our viewings but part of me sees that as a stupid fear because to be a mother is more important to me - I'd just always assumed I'd own a house first.
Bah. Please forgive the incoherency of this. I'm not quite sure what I want to say and am really just being self-pitying.
FKL
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