Growing up, you may have been lucky and had your own room with your own bed and everything in there that you could call your own. Unfortunately, I wasn’t so lucky. I shared a room with my mom and everything was hers and nothing was of my own. When I moved out with my son and finally got my own room, I was on cloud nine. Now, years later I still have my own room but my little ones seem to enjoy sharing my bed with me every night. As much as I love them, I miss having my bed to myself on those nights. I say “on those nights” because once a week their father will be here to sleep and they will sleep with him on the bed that resides in our living room (LONG STORY hahaha – next post!).
So, once a week I get to enjoy my bed to myself and I couldn’t be happier! In the same breath, I wonder if I’m being selfish and not enjoying the small things in life because once the kids become teenagers, sleeping with mommy will no longer be wanted. It’s crazy because I’m only getting older too so shouldn’t I enjoy my time now when I’m healthy and able to function with no assistance?
I just don’t know… But at the moment I will enjoy the days/ nights they sleep with me and will continue to enjoy my one night of loneliness hahaha. Now that I think of it one night out of 7 is not bad at all… So if I’m sharing 6 days with them I shouldn’t feel guilty about enjoy my one night.
How about you? Do you share your bed with your children or spouse? How do you feel about it? Should I change my way of thinking? Let me know in the comments below….