The evening I sat down with my daughter to tell her we are moving again, I had a horrible feeling in my stomach. Because once more, she will have to get used to a new home, a new city and a new school.
Every expert will tell you what a child need most is routines, a stable home and the security of knowing they are safe and loved. Most kids will live in the same house, go to the same school and have the same friends growing up. Well, we've lived a bit different.
Since Sara was born we have probably lived in 8 different apartments, and she's changed schools four times. It sounds bad right?
But the reasons for moving isn't bad really. Places we have rented has been sold = we had to move. Or the price has gone up, so we had to look for cheaper apartments. Once we rented from this lady who was going on a _around the world trip_, but came back early and wanted her home back. So we have just been a bit unlucky.
And for the change of schools. The first Sara went to was a really bad school. It had a bad reputation, and I learned that it was all true. We are talking bullying, kids coming to class with knives, and an administration that tried to hide everything rather than making things better. Sara wasn't happy there, so I did some research and found a much better school for her. That school was great, but after a year I decided that our time living in Oslo, the capital of Norway was over and we moved to this tiny place two hours away. Sara started at the local school and I met my hubby. Then as you all know, years later we moved to Halden because of work, which meant a new school, again.
But even if the reasons for every move and school change has been valid, it doesn't mean it's good for her. I wish I could have given her that childhood most kids have, but somehow life got in the way.
So I wasn't sure how she would react, when I told her we are moving again. And not into that cute little boho loft I was thinking about after
my hubby left, but to another part of the Country. All the way up to Bodø. But to my surprise she wasn't sad, or mad. Actually she was happy, and really looking forward to it. Then I realised it's not only me who's been feeling lonely lately.
We always had lots of friends around us in Oslo. We are talking a great social life. Great days and evenings filled with friends, laughter, music, good food and good memories. But we had none of that here in this town. And I've missed it so so much... And so did she! So when the opportunity came to move to a city where we can have all this again, we would be foolish to pass that up?
I think it doesn't matter where you live, but who you have around you.
For us family and friends are important. I would rather live in a tiny apartment and have a great social life,
than live in a palace with no one around.
So I think this move will be great for us both. Even tho we are moving AGAIN.
And this time the school change comes naturally, since she's starting 8'th grade and had to change schools anyway.