When our DSs were very small (1+3) I really wanted to move out of London, get a three bedroom house and into one of the counties that has grammar schools. My husband didn't want to as at the time we were both working in London and he said travel would be too much if we moved out. I feel like I made a massive compromise as it was a big wish of mine to move outside of London. I agreed to get a smaller two bedroom house in London and also on the basis as we both worked in the centre it made more sense to stay. I can't complain about where we are as the state schools are very good and we live in a very nice area. However, our kids are now 9+11, I am now working from home, DH does work occasionally up town but certainly not all the time and the bigger the kids get the more I regret not putting my foot down. Friends of mine have moved to where I had originally wanted to move, in bigger houses, outside of London, (at the same price as our two bedroom) with grammar school catchment. I really feel this boiling inside me like I want to scream at my husband and tell him how I'm feeling but I know he will get angry. I'm really starting to resent him for this.