When the child appeared, we became a little cramped in a one-room apartment, I dream of exchanging an apartment, but my mother-in-law is adamant. Bashny.Net

Private exchange of apartments Normal practice, provided that all parties are satisfied with the process and have no complaints against each other. In life there are situations when for one reason or another it is more convenient to change your home for another, more suitable option. And the reasons can be the sea: from financial to geographical.



However, before concluding any contracts, it is worth thinking about the proposal. Think about all the pros and cons, because after all the signatures are affixed, it makes no sense to sue. Such an important step must be approached with all due responsibility. Even if one of the parties is the closest relatives.

When I got married, there was no happier couple in the world. I moved from a small town to the city center and was looking for a job. The husband is a local, already beginning specialist. Ahead were only prospects and bold dreams. Nothing to live in alone with antediluvian repairs. It's all lyrics, we'll make repairs and live.



At least that's what I thought at the time. Yes, I forgot to mention: the apartment was given to us by my husband’s parents, so there was no need to pay any rent. Of course, we immediately created an impromptu “piggy bank” in the bank account and deposited some funds there if possible.

Family life went smoothly, I did not even have time to notice how it managed to get into a real routine. Like any woman, I love traveling. It may be difficult to call me a real philistine, but in the modern world, when there is a lot of available information ... I was looking at all these photos from social media, and I wanted to do the same.



A couple of times my husband and I went abroad. I was thrilled. It's so great, new, interesting. A trainload of memories. And then pregnancy. The joy of the birth of the first child. It feels like you're a mother. Buying diapers, rattles, mixtures, developing toys. I've gained some weight, but trust me, girls, it's worth it.

My husband continued to work, I went on maternity leave. A typical young family with a child. My mother-in-law came to help me with the baby. She is also a great teacher. It's no secret, even my husband has the same opinion. Not surprisingly, he is the only child in the family. I'm the youngest. But I have three brothers and sisters.



In short, I was getting tired of my husband’s mother. She was constantly itching that I should now only think about the child, about his upbringing and so on. She is a grown woman and no more travel can be thought of. After all, money from the air is not taken, and the son needs to feed, find a place in kindergarten and so on. Like I'm completely stupid.

And one day I said that there are hot trips, my husband and I could go and relax. For nothing at all. Or let the husband stay, and I will go with the little one, even better. You don't have to separate mother and child. Well, the mother-in-law didn't believe it at first, and then she threw a tantrum. That I am so-and-so, not that I think, I just want to be on vacation, but actually need to take care of the family.



So we had a fight and we've looked at each other with some negativity ever since. But not that it was anything serious. Life went on. And household issues continued. A child grows up and needs space. And our one-bedroom apartment was getting smaller every day.

Then I thought our stash wasn't growing as fast as I'd like. A threesome in a one-bedroom apartment, in short, becomes a bit difficult. So I offered my husband an apartment exchange. So we could swap ours for a two-bedroom. As you can see, the city is no longer important. After all, there will be another child. Should we move to the balcony?

Looking at the ads, nothing interesting was found. People want an exchange with too much benefit for themselves. And I understand them. Then I thought about what, maybe, to exchange with the parents of my husband? They live in the city, however, on the outskirts. Two rooms for two. Why do they need so much? And our one is in a quiet place, and it is not long to go to the center. Nothing, but plus.



The husband did not mind, but his mother flatly refused to change. I remember that we are already living in a gifted apartment. Let the three of you, but in "closeness, but not in offense." She is not even bothered by the fact that her son and grandson are suffering. Even the father-in-law, and he agreed to the exchange, however, on his terms, so that there was also a symbolic payment. No mother-in-law.

If I didn’t feel too positive about her before, now it’s even worse. How can she not understand that for a young family with a child, the space in the apartment becomes extremely important? Is it because of our personal quarrels with her that she wants to ruin our lives? I don't understand. How can you be such a person?



At the moment, everything remains in its place. My son and I are still living in a one-room apartment. We cross with our husband through his toys, bottles and other small things. Yeah, we're running out of space. But for now, you have to put up with it. After all, my mother-in-law categorically does not want to meet us. What to do, and such people meet in life.