I love them both a lot, obviously. DH is a good man, and a good father. But he wants to move to Spain. He has big regrets about not doing it before - initially because of his mum finding the idea heartbreaking, and then just because work didn't line up.
It vaguely does now. We have visas, we can go. We've done recce visits, and stayed for a few months a year for the last few years... But DS always wants to come home. He has friends here. He missed them, and then preschool.
We weren't financially in a position to go before this summer, and then work commitments stopped me. DS started school. We weren't sure how he'd feel about it, but he loves it. He's made lots of friends, he loves walking to school, he's even chosen to go to half-term club one day. He's learned so much. He does not want to leave. It's been a pain in the arse for my career - it usually requires some fun travel that we've always done together, and school can't authorise that these days - but I'm really proud and happy for him.
DH says that he doesn't like our town; he feels you have to drive everywhere, prices are going up, quality of life is going down, he misses the sun. He has SAD and a medical condition that are both better in the sun, and he generally feels a bit energised in it. It also gives him distance from his parents, who he seems incapable of maintaining boundaries with, and who have no idea of social norms. He has been honest that the distance is a selling point to him; alongside that he would feel like he'd achieved something in life.
DD doesn't really care, she's one, so she'd probably go with the flow.
But 4-year-old DS hates the idea of leaving his friends and his school and his community, and I really struggle with how I'll ever keep everyone happy...