We've been here just over 5 years.
We rent privately. It's a gorgeous place in a gorgeous road and I should love it.
I can't work out what is wrong and keep coming back to the relationship comparison - I took it on thinking it had great potential, which it did, and I've done so much to it and it is a wonderful place to be.
But I feel so sick of it, and I am seriously wanting out. 
I think these are the main reasons:
- It's become very crowded. True I have too much stuff and find it hard to get rid of, practically I mean, not emotionally so much. But still - there is no storage anywhere, there's a huge cellar but it's so damp that anything I put there gets overcome with mould or rust very quickly and ends up being thrown away. So the cellar stairs are filled with stuff which is hazardous, and I keep empty boxes down there for selling things in, and it's a mess.
No shed, no attic. Tools etc are down there too, going rusty.
- The road outside means it's quite a distant neighbourhood, no one really shares any space - I'd like the kids to be able to go further afield. But we do have an amazing huge garden, which I ought to be grateful for but am finding it hard work.
- I was pg last year and really suffered so I couldn't keep on top of it all, and it got into a state and now it is way way better, but still, I feel helpless - Every day and night I think about how to clear up and move things around, and it never ever makes any difference. My mum constantly tells me how awful it is too. I am embarrassed to have anyone round at all.
- Extra baby means we are very crowded. It has two bedrooms, ds1 is 10 and in his own small room (about 7x11ft so not tiny but only room for his bed and a cupboard he can't open properly.)
Ds2 (6yo) has a mid sleeper in my room. Ds3 is in my bed with me.
- I have worked so hard on it and I feel like there's nothing else I can do to make it better. Also my Granny died in May and I have been left with tons and tons of boxes of her things, which I don't know what to do with - they mean too much to throw away or give away, but I have nowhere to put them.
I am so, so tired. All I can think about is moving somewhere with more space. But realistically it's not very likely we'd find anywhere better.
I don't know what to do.