Ever since Brandon and I have been together we have always lived with someone else. When we were first dating we both lived in apartments with roommates. When we found out I was pregnant I moved into his apartment with him and his roommate. Right before I had Brooklyn we moved into a house with my dad. When we decided it would be best for me to quit my job and focus on school we moved in Brandon's parent's house.
After all that moving and living with other people I have to say, I cannot wait to have our own place. I don't care what it is: an apartment or a house, whether we buy or rent, I just want to have a place that is just ours, our family's. I want to raise our daughter the exact way that we want to. I want to have our own furniture and appliances. I want to have a place where no one is watching or judging what I do.
I know that it so close, but it still seems so far away. After the holidays are over we will begin looking seriously for something and I can't wait for the day we can move all of our stuff from storage, buy the rest of the stuff we need, and establish our family in our first place.
