This Mummy Can: Move to Yorkshire

Firstly don’t ever agree to have your wisdom teeth out exactly a week before you move. I imagined I would be healed a few days after the operation but it turns out they had to remove my teeth from under the gum so I was sporting a complete hamster face for a good ten days and surviving on milkshakes and soup… not the best state to be moving across the country in.

Moving day was planned to a tee by Kate – we even had a call sheet with all the important details on. We thought it would be breezy – I mean we’ve organised huge TV shoots before so surely a move can’t be that bad can it? WRONG! Throw in a very poorly baby, a missing cat, rude movers who kept trying to add in costs, a van that was too small and did I mention my wisdom teeth?! We ended up leaving the house 6 hours after we meant to – without said cat. (Don’t worry though, he was retrieved and my brother went down to fetch him the next day.)

We arrived in the evening to find my in-laws managing the movers who were now demanding even more money and with a toddler who was spiking a horrible fever. Luckily our beds were all made up and there were pizzas in the oven so with full tummies we headed to bed.

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Fast forward a week and we are pretty settled in our house… it’s still a HUGE novelty to have stairs (Scout spends most of her time going up and down in pure amazement) and SPACE! We’ve already had four guests stay over which is amazing as we’ve never been able to do this and we have a space for our car! I don’t have to park it miles away and constantly worry that it’s going to get broken in to.

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However I miss my friends terribly, especially my Mama crew who I used to see most days. We are lucky to have a few friends up here but it’s going to be a long time before I meet a group of Mums who I can feel totally myself with. I also miss Stokey and church street coffee and living below my Mum who I could see in an instant and hand over a crying Scout to or double team an explosive nappy. I miss Clissold Park – I don’t think I appreciated how amazing that park actually is.

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But then I look at the bigger picture and realise that Sheffield is where we we are supposed to be – it feels right and I feel so lucky to be able to call this incredible house ours. There’s so much to do here and already I feel less stressed and am benefitting from being away from London. I can see us growing our family here and having so many adventures in this city!