There it was again: another friend posting their new home purchase on Facebook. There I was: living on campus with my family, stuck in a cavernous residence hall with noisy upstairs neighbors. It was a long trek down a sidewalk and across the street to our car, with a toddler in tow and an infant carrier in the other hand. I was so over living on campus. Jealousy was in full force every time a friend or family member purchased a home or even mentioned their house.
It’s not like we’ve lived here for over a year or anything…
Oops! Well, I had been lusting over those amazing canvas prints that are always advertised all over the internet. Obviously I wasn’t going to let anyone take my picture while I was ginormously pregnant, so we waited to decorate with those until after Baby Jo was born and we had professional pictures done. I’ve been reserving wall space just for these beauties. For a year.
Hubster works in residence life and we live on campus. Our living arrangement often produces a lot of intrigue, so I thought I’d address some of the most common questions here. Enjoy.
The Myths and Realities
We live in a “dorm” room. First, let me correct you with the proper term. If you’ve ever worked in residence life, the word “dorm” probably makes you cringe. It’s not a “dorm,” it’s a residence hall. Since Hubster is a professional staff member, we actually live in an apartment within a residence hall. Most professional staff apartments were former student rooms that have been renovated into an apartment (unless it’s a newer building and the apartment was in the building plans). We currently reside in a building that consists of 4-bedroom student apartments. Our apartment was renovated into a 3-bedroom apartment with a small laundry room.
We live in an apartment in a residence hall on the university campus where Hubster works. It comes with the territory of him working in residence life, and I completely knew that and was okay with it when we got married. I totally support this part of his career and know that he won’t always be in a live-on position.
Ugh…there are many pet peeves associated with living on a university campus. Hubster’s a residence hall director, so our apartment is located within a residence hall. Even though I’m 24, I often feel extremely old because I’m constantly surrounded by people mostly in the 18-22 range.
When you were super little, I very much enjoyed sharing our one bedroom with you. It was such a comfort to know that you were just a foot away from me. It was so easy to come to your aid in the middle of the night when you needed one of us. In the first couple of weeks, when my new maternal instinct was in overdrive and I had to check to make sure you were breathing, I didn’t need to go far.
If you’ve been following my blog for a while, you may know that our family of three lives in quite a small space. I’ve blogged about the challenges of small spaces and products that make life easier. This post on BabyCenter by blogger Sabrina Garibian was recently brought to my attention. She talks about living in a small space – but! – her family of three lives in a two-bedroom condo. Two bedrooms!