Home is wherever I'm with you

We have a small little condo that we have lived in for about 5 years. It's a really great place- we have a yard for peau, lots of great neighbours, and we have come to LOVE our community for more reasons than just being close to most everything. The one downside is we only have one bedroom, so with the addition of our little man, extra space has become somewhat of a commodity. We really try to limit our consumption and have been very conscious about the things we get for Finn as to not completely bombard our small space (or him), but inevitably, the list of 'stuff' keeps growing and soon enough, we will need to find a new place to call home. The idea of moving somewhere else makes me feel unsettled. This has been our home through so many milestones now, and there is a lot to love about it. I like that we are all together tucked in sharing this little space- sitting in the living room drinking tea with chapeau on my lap while Jeff edits photos and Finn plays next to me is my idea of perfect. It makes me feel closer and easily connected with everyone here, and our ability to spend time together is inevitably simplified. The thought of having a house with stairs or more than a few rooms makes me really... antsy- Like it's the first step in drifting apart. I do realize this probably sounds a bit crazy, but even the idea of Finn having his own bedroom makes me a little blue. I know when the time comes it will be an emotional adventure, but in the meantime, I am focusing on the fact that it doesn't really matter where we go, how much or how little space we have, we are a family... and home is really wherever we are together. Home is wherever I'm with you.