The little tale of Little Wood … Part Two

If you missed the first instalment of our building story, you can find it here. Go for a gander, we’ll wait…
All caught up? Not the best start, was it?
More smiles today, I promise!

September 2012 was a balmy one in our little part of the world. It signified Noah’s first days at school, Annie starting part-time pre-school and, just as importantly, the arrival of our timber frame.
Mr M, having some time on his hands, and being the architect of our new home, took charge on the ground. The lorries and cranes arrived early on the 5th September, by lunchtime we had a first floor, and by tea we got the first glimpse of our Little Wood in all her glory. It really was as exciting and amazing as all the property programmes make it out to be.

Timber framed houses are the saviour of the impatient. And of those without a builder, it turns out.
Of course, it would be months before our lovely lady was free of scaffolding, and mud and noise, but after the months that had passed, this, for us, was a momentous achievement.

By October our roof was partly on and the windows and doors (to make the house watertight) arrived. Mr M continued to work on it every day. To say I am proud of what he achieved, what he learnt in those days, is a massive understatement. When times are tough we find resolve from somewhere. My first instinct is always to go to pieces of course. But his? To soldier on. To make progress despite the pale face and sleepless nights. To not show the rest of us the stress simmering under the surface.
I’ll forever be grateful for that, my love. I’ve never been surer than during that time, that you are the man for me.

Through the Autumn and early Winter, our home continued to take shape. The blocks and bricks and roof went on, we started to discuss and choose our finishes, we worried a lot about the finances, but started to see some light at the end of the tunnel.

A job opportunity arose, and was snapped up, and we hit Christmas that year a whole lot more positively. Despite being in a rented home – an old, cold, tiny little property, we still put up our tree and made the most of it. The Christmas season saw us all poorly in one way or another – I think, looking back, it was just pure exhaustion and the stress of the past six months catching up. Christmas Day itself passed in a blur for me – a feverish blur of wrapping paper and turkey and little smiles.
It was awful, but also wonderful – my little family was happy, we were OK, we’d get through this.

The New Year saw a finished roof, insulation and concrete floors laid, and work start on plumbing and electrics. On the outside, the render went on, and we had our first snowfall of the year at the end of January. In early February the scaffolding came down, and it all started to feel a little more real. A bit more possible. We set our moving-in date for the end of March, the Easter holidays, and made yet more plans for finishes.

That, as it turned out, was a little optimistic. But that’s a story for another day. Pop back for Part Three next week, and I’ll tell you all about that one.

E x

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  1. May 7, 2014 / 10:42 am

    How EXCITING! So brilliant. Love seeing how it all came together. Looks look such a beautiful family home. They’ll be taking you out feet first, right? I love “timber is the saviour of the impatient” – ha! I am v impatient. Happy Home hon! x

  2. May 7, 2014 / 3:44 pm

    Wow this is so amazing Emma, I love reading about you building your dream home. I would absolutely love to do the same. x

  3. May 7, 2014 / 8:00 pm

    Well it’s already looking absolutely incredible! My dream home! All symmetrical and beautiful. One day, one day we will realise our dream of building our own home. I fear it might be when our children have flown the nest though! Beautifully written Emma, can’t wait to read the next installment 🙂

  4. May 7, 2014 / 8:05 pm

    Oh my god bab! This place and your kiddies are beaut! Congrats xxx

  5. May 7, 2014 / 8:30 pm

    Wow, that’s an amazing house. And I love the photos of your children.

    Ours was built before my time from scratch (as has the brother in law’s). So much nicer to have one made to your spec. Ours is a great shell, but the internal finish is rubbish – kitchen is bad, and even 12 years after I’ve moved in we still haven’t really decorated. I would rather pay someone to come in, the OH wouldn’t so it’s still not done (apart from topping up). Plus we need yet another new front door as ours has yet again warped – so much for solid wood doors.

  6. May 7, 2014 / 9:18 pm

    Wow, it’s all coming together, and looking gorgeous. xxx

  7. May 8, 2014 / 5:46 am

    This is such a good story Emma! The house is beautiful!!! Cant wait for part three 🙂 xxx

  8. May 8, 2014 / 9:31 pm

    Goodness me, your house is stunning!! Can’t wit to read the next chapter Xx

  9. May 10, 2014 / 12:40 pm

    I just can’t believe you built your own home – this is the stuff of dreams!
    Its so perfect as well – just like a house you used to drawn at school, all symmetrical with the door in the middle. Only better.
    Roll on part 3 – although to be fair this series is making me pretty jealous! xx
    p.s your hubby sounds amazing 🙂

  10. May 25, 2014 / 7:58 am

    Your house is looking absolutely incredible!! Your kiddies are looks beautiful. I love this timber frame work.

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