In May we welcomed baby Finn into our home. With our nuclear family up to four, and our post baby support team swelling the bodies in our two bedroom flat to six, I have been imagining what life might be like if we lived in a slightly larger house.
In my imaginary mansion I would have a sewing room in a turret,
and a writing room in another turret.
I would have at least one sound proofed room.
I would have a library in the entryway so that everyone was greeted by books when they arrived.
I would have plenty of storage for prams and mice would never play in the linen.
There would be granny flats for all the grannies who wanted to come and visit the babies, and guest rooms for all our near and far visitors.
The wifi would work in all the rooms so that nobody had to use the toilet as a desk.
I would have a cleaner.
I would have a kitchen that can hold more than one person at a time.
Tenement kitchen and Rafa, Edinburgh
I would still have a communal backyard because it is lovely to share toys and bump into our friendly neighbours while we are in our yard. Wine time and playtime are especially sweet when you don’t have to catch the bus home afterwards.