The homemakers

Hooray we have finally moved out of our rented flat and moved into our beautiful new home. It was not made easy thanks to one Miss Milly who on the day of moving awoke screaming at 4.00am and decided once she had calmed down not to go back to sleep. The rest of the day was spent helping the removalists and cleaning the flat, then it was the two hour drive up to Newcastle and the unpacking of boxes and positioning of furniture. It was an exceptionally long day and we were knackered. Milly was not a happy camper and didn't like the change of scene. She cried and carried on, was overtired but refused to go to sleep. Finally she passed out lying on Michael's chest. Henry was a little frightened sleeping in a new room so ended up in the bed with me. Michael slept with Milly who woke screaming again, this time just after 2.00am.

Our first day in the house was spent unpacking and playing in the garden. Milly was still unhappy and very clingy. Looking around the house with all our stuff in it we can't believe we managed to fit it all in a small two bedroom unit. We absolutely love our house and the space.

Our second night in the house was easier. Henry slept in his room and Milly didn't put up as much a fight as the previous nights. She was so tired she went down at 6.45pm and didn't wake up again until 7.30am the next morning. I'm very pleased to report she is much happier now and has adjusted to her new home.

So now we are almost settled in with only a few more boxes remaining to be unpacked. We've had a few trips to Bunnings and homeware shops and are enjoying playing house. We couldn't be happier.

Our life in boxes.

The first breakfast in our house. It was cold and we were all rugged up.

Bleary eyed and exhausted.

The great Australian dream: a hills hoist.