Ordinary Moments

I am blessed with a wonderful family.

I have two younger sisters and a younger brother. When Mum died nine years ago, my sisters were just 6 and 13 years old, I was 21 and so Mum's brother and his wife very selflessly took my sisters on as their own, wanting my brother and myself to be free to live our lives without the responsibility of bringing up two young girls when we had barely left our teen years ourselves. This, however meant my sisters were moved from Bournemouth to Bristol.

Despite the distance, we all have a close relationship and so missed each other very much.

When I fell pregnant with Harry, I knew I wanted to be closer to my family. As wonderful as my friends and my brother were, for me, there is nothing quite like being with family. It took some persuading to the husband but when I was informed I was being made redundant, he eventually agreed, knowing that it would make me happy. It was also around that time that my health and mobility deteriorated and I was sure I could count on my family in Bristol for additional support if needed.

Harry is now 3.5 years old and we having been living in Bristol for almost two years now. It has been wonderful to see him grow up around his adoring Aunties, my younger cousins, my sister's boyfriend's little girls and of course my two Aunties and Uncle who all live here. Other extended family come to see us all as often as other commitments allow and I, for one, always have a lovely time.

Whilst we don't necessarily see each other as much as we would like being within a 10 minute drive of each other (depending on the Bristol traffic!), when we do reminds me why we decided to move and leave our friends behind.

My sister came over last night for dinner and a catch up as it had been a couple of weeks since we had seen each other. It was nice to have a rather impromptu evening together, having only arranged it that morning.

Hannah and Harry

This is a very ordinary moment witnessing an Auntie playing with her only Nephew which brought home to me, once again, my main motivation for moving Bristol. And that despite what we have gone through over the last year, it has been worth it. To know that Harry will be surrounded by unconditional love, not just from myself and the husband means the world to me.

I am linking up to Katie's "Ordinary Moments" linky.


16 thoughts on “Ordinary Moments

    1. Post author

      I must admit, when we lived in Bournemouth I did feel envious at other people spending time with their wider family. Before having Harry it didn't bother me so much but I think having your own children highlights some sort of homing instinct. It certainly did for me!
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  1. Aw this is really lovely. I did a similar thing, I used to live in Leeds and then London but when we had Mads we moved back to where I grew up so I could be near my family. I think having children really makes you appreciate who you have in your life. Thanks for writing such a gorgeous post. x

    1. Post author

      I agree wholeheartedly. There is some sort of homing instinct that kicks in that makes you want to be closer to your family. I would still call Bournemouth my home-town (did grow up there after all!) but now Bristol is my home, if that makes sense?! x
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