At 36 I was starting life over leaving behind everything I had worked so hard for. So was my husband. We were doing it with six kids. Then we added two more.
So I don't have a finished house. No tile floors or wall-to-wall carpeting. No big kitchen or expensive furniture. We are lacking the house to entertain in, but what we do have is a home. A home where kids can be kids (and they aren't going to hurt anything). A place where kids can have fun and make wonderful childhood memories. I've never heard a single one of the kids wish they'd lived anywhere else but here so it seems not being fancy is okay.
My living room may be a somewhat converted garage, but how many out there have a wrestling mat to go in it?
These three ran for over four hours back and forth having more fun than you can imagine. So pretty, fancy, clean...no....damn fun..you bet!
I wouldn't want it any other way.