The Children's Bedroom

If you are a parent, have you ever tried sleeping or napping in your children’s bedroom? I did. Once or twice too many, in the afternoon for siesta, or at night when I’m exhausted. Although, I don’t really sleep there overnight, the few hours or even minutes that I spend lying on any of my children’s bed is truly restful and savvy. I don’t know what magnetic appeal the room has but my mind and body drifts away to sleep instantly upon closing my eyes, a far cry from tossing and turning, trips to the restroom, looking at the clock, flipping and tapping my pillows, and all the difficulties I experience trying to make a sleep when I’m in our matrimonial bedroom. A few years back I mentioned this observation to Abraham and he articulated that I am so restful in their bedroom because it is a children’s room, children doesn’t worry, parents like me worry a lot, so parent's room are full of worries, that is why it’s hard for me to get sleep in my own bedroom. Makes sense…

Last night I came home late from work. On the way to our bedroom I had a glimpse of the children’s bedroom and was delighted to see the room tidy. The books, notebooks, and other things which mess up the small working table were neatly filed. The DVDs, vhs tapes, video games, electronic hardware and other paraphernalia were stocked in their proper places. I commended the two for this cool sight. I think I’m going to hang out there the more.