Sunday, March 27, 2011

When it rains it pours...

For those of you who have kids I won't be saying anything new- kids grow up too fast. 
It feels like it was yesterday when my kids were babies and were needing me all the time and although I'll never admit it, I liked it. To be needed so much can be addictive. And it was. 
That's why I didn't see that coming. 

In December a very talented lady who's blog I follow posted that her son initiated sleeping in his own room by himself. I read that post then and I thought how true it sounds and how I hope that my kids won't need separate rooms anytime soon.  I was terrified of the idea not only because of them but because of me as well. We have 3 bedrooms - one the kids were using, one for me and my better half and one was used as an office/art/craft/guest room. Giving up my work space at the same time when I'll be getting used to the idea my kids need their independence would have been tough and I knew it. 

So you can imagine how I felt when on 22nd of December we had a family meeting ( to discuss some issues going on like - she did it, he did it) and this came up as a solution to their frustration from sharing a space. I was stunned. Just a week before I said I won't be doing that, because there is ( and I quote) " no way to find space for all the stuff in the guest room". My only hope was my husband at this point, because I know how much he hates renovations, remodeling and everything that starts with RE. ;-) Boy, was I wrong! In 14 years that we've been together that was the only time I heard him not only wishing to participate in arranging separate rooms for the kids, but actually suggesting it! And all of that 2 days before Christmas. 

I thought this is crazy, that there is no way it will work ( mostly because I didn't want it to work) but everyone was so wanting me to figure out a way to make it work  ( as always)...that I couldn't let them down. 

It was ( and still is) very hard on me though. I haven't said anything to the kids, because I don't need to burden them with all of that since they are so happy they have their own rooms for themselves but I felt so robbed of all the things I was used to- them being together and the security I felt in that, having my own space, where I can work and not be disturbed, and finally having a bedroom where I can relax and rest. My everything felt invaded- my space, my soul, my emotions. It was such a mixed feeling- being happy for them being happy, but being sad for them being happy and being sad for me. 
I'm better now and trying to "invest myself" in redecorating their " grown up" spaces so they feel even more comfortable in their rooms, but it's not easy. 

I'm a creature of habit and I liked my old bedroom, it was peaceful and calming. Nothing close to the Grand Central that my bedroom is now,  with all the art/craft stuff, the huge bed, the computers, books etc. And I swore before that I would never have a computer in my bedroom. :-( Not to mention that my current bedroom was redecorated as a double kids room just a year before ( you probably remember the post about it) and I really liked it, but it was a kids room.

So very soon I'll post pictures form before and after so you can see what I've been working on. 

Have a wonderful Sunday!



  1. that has got to be very stressful. I shared a room with my sister for 19 years even though we had a perfectly good guest room downstairs. We were at each others throats, and finally my parents agreed to let us separate. We decorated to be individuals and our relationship has improved because of it. I know that it is not the same situation.. but i just want you to know that they will still look o each other for safety, security and support. And i'm sure wherever your crafts things, and office stuff ends up (ended-up), you will adapt and it will be great. You are a great mother and very generous to your kids. :)

  2. Thank you for sharing and thank you for the kinds words too, tweed fox! Once I got involved in the project it's getting better but I really hope this works in the kids' favor in the long run. Still learning how to teach them to "manage" their own space :-) Was your sister older than you?


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