My daughter’s unicorn would prefer a private bathroom

“Mommy!”  Madeleine startled me as I cleaned the bathroom.

“What?!” I said.

“You’re stepping on my unicorn!”

“What unicorn?”


“She’s right behind you.”

I looked over my shoulder,   “Oh, I’m sorry, Unicorn.”

“Be careful, Mommy.”

“What’s her name?”


“Hello, Violet.  Can I brush your mane?” I said as I motioned in the air with an invisible brush.

Madeleine rolled her eyes,   “Mooooom, silly.  I locked her in her stable.  See?  I have the key.”

My daughter must have an even more creative imagination than I’d thought.  How the heck did a unicorn fit into our minuscule bathroom when there were already two of us in there?  That’s what I’d like to know.

Which brings me to whether or not we should move.  That’s what has been rolling around in my brain lately.

Before all that nonsense with Hurricane Sandy, we were preparing to put our house on the market.  Then we waited patiently as it was completely renovated, which was well worth the wait since now everything is new and sparkly and lovely.

Now that we’ve settled in I’m starting to get that itch again.  It’s a feeling of restlessness.

Not because I don’t love our house.  We bought it right after we married.  I can see it now as a decision that was made in haste, for not wanting to rent any longer.  To not have someone to answer to if we didn’t pull the garbage cans in until noon.  Then we had our babies here and the memories we’ve made are too many to count.  It’s been a happy time and I’m grateful for all that this house has given us.  We’ve just outgrown it.

Our family life at home would work better with 2 bathrooms instead of one, a basement to use for storage, laundry and a play area.  I would love a bigger backyard to have a swing set for the the kids and to indulge my love of gardening even more than I do already.  And while I’m at it, a garage would be great so my husband would have somewhere to escape when the kids’ screeching becomes too much for any man to bear.  The list is even longer than that (a craft room, a quiet place to write, a mudroom!) but let’s be reasonable.

Check out this house tour and this one with amazing before & afters!

After you live in a house for the better part of a decade – I didn’t think we’d be here this long in our “starter house” – you can see clearly why it’s no longer a good fit.  But I can also see our home through the eyes of a potential buyer.

Our cozy charmer sits only a short walk from the beach.  Being able to see the ocean any day of the year is a special perk that most people don’t have.  The neighbors are unpretentious and friendly, and there are two playgrounds and a handful of stores and restaurants that I can stroll to with the kids in about 5 minutes.


This isn’t our garden but wouldn’t it be great if it was!

We love the school.  It’s brand new with beautiful facilities and the principal, teachers and staff members are always pleasant to deal with for any reason.  There’s a lot of love in this town and people who live here seem to never want to leave.

So, what’s not to like?

That’s something I can’t yet put my finger on.  Maybe it’s that I want more space, or maybe I just need a change of scenery.  Change of scenery from the beach?  Poor baby.  I know how that sounds.  But if you’ve ever felt like something wasn’t quite right, then you know what I mean.

My husband is unsure.  He rented for several years before we met and I think he fears he won’t be able to tolerate a landlord.  The uncertainty of not owning a home is also unsettling to him.  To me it’s freeing.  A mortgage can come along with plenty of stress.  The change would be refreshing.

In the meantime I’m sharing a bathroom with 1 large male, 2 small children and 1 invisible unicorn who takes up more space than you’d think.

This entry was published on February 19, 2014 at 5:10 pm. It’s filed under chitchat, Home design, Kids, Life lessons and tagged , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. Follow any comments here with the RSS feed for this post.

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