When we decided to move out of London, we thought it’d be for the extra space, the fresh air, and a slower pace of life. Sounds dreamy, right? Well, let me tell you—the dream came with a side of pure chaos.

We left our cosy two-bed flat in Woolwich. It was easy, convenient, and perfect when we were both heading into the office every day. But then… the world changed. Suddenly, it was work-from-home time, and to be honest? We both loved it. No commuting, no packed trains—just us in our little bubble. Then Albert was born, and that bubble? It popped real quick.