I get a very mixed reaction when I tell people that we live in a one bedroom apartment (actually, I typically say one and a half, as we have a loft space that we use as a studio/office) and have a family bedroom. Some people think it’s great, but the majority are visibly shocked and ask questions like “does it keep everyone from sleeping well?” and “how do you have sex?” The answers, of course, are, “sometimes,” and “hey now, that’s none of your business.” I will say, though, that I’ve been pleasantly surprised by the total lack of negative comments.
This is what our bedroom looked like two and a half years ago, when Grace was a baby:
She outgrew the cradle around the time she started rolling over–maybe four or five months old–and we made her a pallet on the floor the we could slide under Sam’s bed, which we turned against that little wall. It worked for a while, and when it stopped working (mainly due to Sam outgrowing the toddler bed), we talked over our options. We had already decided, after spending most of a year looking for a bigger, better apartment, to stay put. Finding a rental in Los Angeles is a ridiculous undertaking, and we were just too tired and stressed out to try anymore. We were going to make this place work! We talked about making the loft a bedroom, but in the end we couldn’t see the sense in making the living room do triple duty as living space, dining space, and work space–so we ended up with the set-up we have now.
The children have a bunk bed, which is against the wall; next to it is the big bed (Sam can jump from the top bunk down to our bed if he chooses, and while we do not typically encourage it we don’t forbid it either). The bedroom is where we sleep and keep our clothes (and occasionally do other things, quietly). It doesn’t need to be anything more than that.
For Sam, the best part of having the top bunk is having a place to escape with the Nintendo 3DS. (Picture is from January, before he cut off all his hair. Well, I cut it, but you know what I mean.)