City Life v. Small Town Life

So we currently live in a city...not a real large one...but a city nonetheless (Population: 648,000). My mom lives about 8 hours north in a tiny little town (Population: 7,500) and has been there now for two years. She of course would love nothing more than for the boyfriend and I to move up there. You see when I found out I was pregnant with the boy and that sperm donor was a cheating, lying, sack of...well anyway...I moved back in with my mom. Her and the boy had a very close relationship and I know they both miss it at times (she moved out when he was 5 years old). Not to mention my mom likes to have her family close. She actually convinced both my brothers to move up there to be with her. I'm the last one she's working on.

Lately she's working on the boyfriend...they chat over Facebook and he's convinced that we'd have a much better, more financially stable life up there. He is pretty much guaranteed a job up there because of his background in youth care and working with the disabled...there aren't very many experienced workers up there.

Soooooooo, when the boyfriend brought the subject up once again over the weekend I suggested that in a year or two...after his divorce is finalized, perhaps we'd be married by then and ready to have another wee one...that during my year off for maternity leave (which means we'd have guaranteed income on my part) we'd try it...that way if it didn't work out I would at least have a job to come back to...seems like a great suggestion, right? I thought so too!

Well apparently the boyfriend after further thought thinks we should try it sooner rather than later...ummmm, I'm still not really all gung ho on this...you see, I grew up in a small town and hated it...everyone knew everyone's business...it was boring with not many different places to hang out...and I can see the boy just hating it for all the same reasons I did.

My mom now knows that the boyfriend is game...he's lived in this same city all his life and thinks a change would be a great adventure...I told him this morning that he might be moving all on his own...because I'm still not sure it's what I want.

Decisions, decisions...