Pregnancy

Tips for Moving Home with a Baby

As some of you may know, I’ve very recently moved home. It was very short notice, and I did panic a little, but I managed (with the help of amazing people) to get it all done within three short days.
I went to view a house on the 5th March, and due to there being such a high demand of viewer (someone had posted it on Facebook so the interest was endless) it took the landlord a lot of thought and hard work to choose the lucky person to get the house.
When I first stepped into the house at 3pm on 5/3/2018, I fell in love almost instantly. As someone who’s been in the worst of the worst, shipped from pillar to post, having that feeling was incredible. I never even knew I could feel it. I’ve heard people go on and on about this feeling of ‘just knowing’ when you walk into the right house, and that’s exactly what it was. As soon as I walked in, I knew it was the place I wanted to bring Harlow up in, and I wanted to create a forever home in and to be honest, I would’ve been devastated if I didn’t get it.
It all came about when a really good friend of mine (I didn’t know her at all when we first started speaking at the beginning of the year) had messaged me about her landlords having a place to live. The problem was, it was a 3 bedroom and what I thought was way out of my price range. Little did I know, that actually, the price was pretty much perfect, as was the location, and the 3 bedrooms? Well, I finally had a chance to have an official office space. I put it off for a while, and then I had an overwhelming feeling of ‘it feels so right’, so I went for it.
I did message the landlords a few times within the next two weeks somewhat ‘selling’ myself and letting them know that I had the money for the bond and first months rent, was ready and prepared, and had the funds to keep the rent payments up to date and also the bills paid too.
On Sunday 18th March, I had a phone call when myself and Harlow were in the middle of a nap from one of the landlord’s wife. She asked if I was available to meet with the one landlord I didn’t see when I went to view the house (they’re brothers). I agreed, of course, but was a bit standoffish when they asked to come into the current house, not because it was a mess or anything, but my Dad suffers from bad anxiety and didn’t realise they’d want to come in. They accepted it and so we had a chat in a Tesco Express car park – very classy on my behalf! They left with saying ‘We won’t keep you waiting, but we’re letting everyone know tomorrow’. An hour later I had a phone call. Expecting them to either tell me I hadn’t got it, or they just wanted a bit more information, I casual answered the phone.
“When’s your next rent payment due?”
“21st”
“Do me a favour and don’t pay it. When can you pay the bond and when can you move in?”
Well, I burst into tears, so did my Dad and so did the others that were in the room with the landlord that rang me. It was so emotional. The place I was in was a place that gave me so much anxiety and made me ultimately feel depressed. There were so many issues that I honestly couldn’t wait to be out of there, and I’m so glad I have a place that I can make a real home.

Moving Day
I ended up paying my bond and first months rent on the 20th March and was then able to move in on the 21st. So, I had two days to pack and get everything ready. If I could go back, I would definitely be more organised and would 100% label the boxes. Instead, I just shoved everything in random boxes, and it has ultimately left me baffled with unpacking. I’m so thankful that my really good friend offered to look after Harlow for me, so I didn’t really have much to worry about. Although, I didn’t even make sure that I had her toys etc. in one box, and instead left myself searching for things that I just threw in random boxes. It took about 4 hours all in all to move into the new place, and I was so thankful when that van drove off for the last time.

All in all, my tips for moving would definitely be; grab someone who can take care of your baby for a few hours, and make sure you pack things properly – in labelled boxes.

In my defense, I had such a short space of time. If I can do it, so can you! GOOD LUCK.

Emily.

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