My Kids’ Room Ain’t Pinterest-Worthy

We moved into our new house on April 1st. It’s a beautiful home – white walls, natural post and beam throughout with a big, modern kitchen. I feel spoiled every time I take a moment to sit back and really look at it.

As we settled into this new space we started the sizable task of furnishing the home. We had decided not to move our furniture across the country since our old house was filled with Craigslist finds and the As-Is section of Ikea. But here we were, in this new gorgeous home, with money set aside specifically for the purpose of new, beautiful things.

I was beside myself with gratitude.

After lots of hunting for the perfect pieces, the living room came together well (though we’re still using a large cardboard box as a coffee table) and the dining room is gorgeous with a custom made harvest-style table paired with modern chairs. We’re ready for big family dinners!

But upstairs… well that’s a different story.

In our room, our king sized mattress that came in the container from BC still lies on the floor, bed-less. No bedside tables or lamps. Just a mattress on the floor and a dresser.

Then there’s the boys room…

They’ve been getting by these last few months with their two single beds, a nice cozy rug and a couple dressers – all somewhat haphazardly put in the room. It wasn’t cute. It was barely even functional. Piles of books would creep across the floor. Toys had nowhere to live. And it stayed like that… week after week, month after month.

Because every time I thought of setting up their room I would think of Pinterest… of all the kids rooms I had looked at, of all the picture-perfect ideas I had gathered. And I just couldn’t move forward because I was a tad caught up in the dream that it would be Pinterest-worthy.

If I could just find the new perfect bookcase.

Or strip and paint the one we have.

And take all those hooks out of the wall, fix the holes and repaint.

And find matching pictures for over their beds.

And a proper blackout curtain instead of the blanket we tucked into the blinds every night.

It was a long and time-consuming to-do list on the way to Pinterest perfection…

Then the other day I decided my kids actually deserved better. They deserved a comfortable, organized room. Now. They did NOT need anything to be Pinteresty. They did NOT need their room to look like it belonged in a magazine.

In less than an hour, their room transformed. I brought in the old bookcase without stripping and painting it. It’s brown. It doesn’t match at all. But you know what? It holds their books and knick knacks perfectly. I moved their beds to make the room more symmetrical but I didn’t put any pictures above their beds.  I made them nicely though, with mis-matched pillowcases.

And then I invited them up…

“Wow! Best room ever!!” they squealed as they ran up to the old shelf and examined the items I had put on it. We chatted about which things belonged where and they adjusted the organization a bit. They jumped on their beds. They gleefully dragged Daddy up to see the changes when he got home.

“Best room ever!” they said over and over again.

And today, as I sat in the room with my youngest as he fell asleep at naptime, I decided I no longer cared that the closet is a weird shade of green and that I would leave the many clothes hooks on the walls for now so we don’t need to patch the holes and paint. I decided that my son’s art that he has taped to the wall himself is the perfect way to decorate the space.

I decided that my kids’ room was a kids’ room. Filled with their things, put away their way. With mismatched furniture and sheets. The way all kids’ rooms used to be before we got obsessed with design styles and one-upping each other on Pinterest.

I may still love my magazine worthy living room and dining room, but my kids’ room is not the place for me to obsess, to bother with perfection. It is a place for them to be themselves, comfortably, free of unrealistic expectations.

I want my kids to be kids. To be creative. To explore. To make messes.

And I choose to give them a room that fosters imperfection. That shows them that we need not make every little thing just right. That good enough is wonderful.

That fun and function is more important than style.

xo parrish

 

 

 

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3 Comments

  1. Hey Parrish! This SO resonates with me right now as I feel totally paralyzed trying to put together a perfectly Pinterested house! The pressure! Embrace the imperfection. Allow spaces for messes and for kids to be kids. Yay!!

    • parrish

      Yes! Embrace the reality of FAMILY. Pinterest-perfect isn’t possible with little ones running around and mamas trying to change the world (or at least a bit of it). We’ve got more important things to do than worry about unrealistic ideals that make us feel “less than”. A home needs to be comfortable and safe. That’s it.

  2. Hi, Parrish!
    Slowly, you will find the things you love!
    It’s too much pressure! You don’t want your home look like a store 🙂
    That’s what I tell myself, hehehe!
    Congratulations on the new home!
    We miss you here!! Mwah

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