i would like to know if other people are messy like me... i always thought i was a slob in high school cuz i was lazy and immature... but what is my excuse now? (= i mean i do have two babies and am home all day long so dishes are bound to pile up, but are there superwomen out there that always have everything tidy? are your bathrooms sparkling clean most of the time? justin asked me yesterday, " it makes sense that we cant always keep everything in order all of the time now that we have two kids, but what about when we were first married, what was our excuse then?" hahhaa i laughed... good question.... too busy snuggling maybe!

but seriously if we had enough money i would hire a maid!! 

i remember when i was growing up how i would always run to my parents room, in the middle of the night, if i was scared or had a bad dream or just was sad. sometimes i would be so frightened that i didnt want to get out of bed but i knew i had to to get to my mom! but it was so far away and what if my bad dream was real and mr boogie man was waiting for me behind the couch? but i undoubtedly would decide it was worth the risk.

i would always try not to startle my mother by gently touching her shoulder and saying "mom... mom..." until she awoke from her dead sleep that she had fallen into. but no matter how hard i tried she would be startled and nearly, well sometimes, wake my father. (who wasnt as sympathetic to my pathetic childish ways) i would feel so bad for bothering her so late at night, but then again i wouldnt be able to sleep at all the rest of the night if i didnt..... and shes my mom.... that is what she was there for (= after she realized that the shadowy figure hanging over her was her daughter, we would both tip toe out into the living room and snuggle up on the couch and i would tell her "all about it". then she would pray for me and send me to bed. awwww all better now!

i look forward to the days when my children come to me in the middle of the night and want to snuggle and share with me their fears. i cant wait to see their little sad faces hovering over me in bed at night trying to gently wake me. and no matter how tired i am, i will still be so happy to be the one to comfort them!

currently if i have a bad dream i will wake up justin and tell him and he will pray for me.... well he usually is still asleep and will either mumble some nonsense or he will pray for something else unrelated...... but it still comforts me to know he is there and i just end up praying for myself(= thanks anyways honey(=