From the very first time I looked at our house, I knew I wanted to give the master bedroom to the kids. The room has a big window with beautiful afternoon light as well as two built-in closets (you know kids and all their stuff). Plus it’s the biggest room upstairs which means plenty of space to play. The smaller bedroom, with its small window and limited natural light, became our bedroom. I figured, we don’t need a big room or a lot of light since we’re really just sleeping in there. Plus the smaller bedroom perfectly fit two queen mattresses from wall to wall, which was amazing during our first year in the house since we either at least one if not two co-sleepers at any given time. But with the kids in their own room now and not needing a giant family bed (as nice as it was), I finally wanted our space to feel like a real bedroom. A place I wanted to relax in, to read a book or flip through a magazine. Complete with side tables and lighting and wall art. Not just a room that consisted of 80% mattress (on ugly metal bed frames) and absolutely nothing else.