There is something taboo about master bedrooms, that’s the vibe I am getting from touring my friend’s houses, sensing a meticulous effort people put into making it their private oasis.
To me there is nothing magical about it, it is a place where I want to have a good night’s rest and although I tried to make it look nice and cozy it never stays that way.
To some it is their escape from everyday life and from the hectic chaos of their family life. I believe there is a sense of disattachment from your little ones if you choose to have the door to your master bedroom shut for the night. The closed door policy doesn’t seem right to me when you have little children in your house. I have heard countless stories of little children being scared in the middle of the night and looking for comfort in their parents room only to find the door closed. I think I would be heartbroken to find my child in the morning sleeping under my door, sobbed to sleep.
To me, parenting extends beyond the waking hours and is a lifetime job, nights included. Although my daughters are older now and rarely need me in the middle of the night, I am still there for them if they do. My master bedroom never was off limits to my children, in fact, I think they both have very fond memories of snuggling and reading books there. My master bedroom is also the smaller of the two bedrooms in our house, when we moved in I decided it was better to make a bigger room into their playroom and leave a smaller space as our sleeping quarters. Even though my older recently moved out of our family bed and clearly enjoys her new privacy and comfort of her own bed, her younger sister still likes to sleep next to me.
I don’t think I would enjoy a nicely decorated master bedroom that was not for kids as much as I have loved our shared sleeping space. Not fancy, just practical, I guess, but loaded with life lasting memories, smiles and loving hugs.