Sometimes I have very strong opinions about things I probably have no business having an opinion about. Like how I firmly believe in my children sharing a room… when I grew up having a room to myself all my life. (Yay for being the only girl!)
It started in the condo as a necessity - 2 babies, 2 grown-ups, 2 bedrooms. You do the math.
The nursery in our old condo.
But since we’ve moved into our temporary abode (affectionately known as “The Pink House”), and as we plan our farmhouse, there are at least three bedrooms - yet we still keep the kids together in one room.
Am I a sucker for punishment? Sometimes… namely nap time. (Though sometimes Little M naps in our bed so that they don’t spend the first hour of nap time laughing, reading, singing, and eventually crying together.) But I really do enjoy it. There’s something about having all my babies together. And they really enjoy being together. Some nights we’ve even found that Little M has climbed into Little L’s crib to sleep. Part of it is my “it’s good for kids to learn to share” mentality, and part of it is some idyllic notion I have of a Peter Pan-style nursery with all the kids sharing a room, their beds in a row.
And not to mention, once we get them a set of matching twin beds it’ll be so wonderfully symmetrical. ;)
So here are a few more shared bedrooms that I love…
Photograph from Restoration Hardware Baby & Child 2012
(Design by Abby Manchesky of M. Interiors, via A Delightful Design)
Did you grow up sharing a bedroom? What was your experience like? Any tips or advice?