My kids

Can't believe it. Christian turns 9 months today. Jessica had a softball game and won. My life as a crafty artist is overwhelming and unorganized. Life is passing by so fast and I can't seem to keep up.
I love my kids and I want the best for them and I hope when they grow up that they feel I was never there for them because mentally I'm always so busy.
I wonder if there is an organizational guru "in training" out there that can come over my home once or twice a week at a reasonable price and work with me. Someone who can get my mind on track.

Wouldn't it be perfect if there was someone that would come to your house a few times a week, work out with you, mainly motivate you to work out and actually take you out anywhere to work out, and help you organize your papers, crafts, beads, do a little light house cleaning, to remind you to eat, give an occasional back massage and then share a beer afterward.

WHERE IS MARTHA STEWART WHEN YOU NEED HER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

And to think I want more kids. My children fulfill my life. Their personalities, their mannerisms are hysterical.

It's funny to think that just a few years ago I was in Jessica's position in life. Curious about myself, about becoming a woman, wanting to wear bras and make up. Wondering about boys, caring what my friends thought about the clothes I wore and having the right brand of shoes and never believing my elders about what life really is like and what really matters because, of course, my bratty ass, stuck up friends mattered more.

You always want to make sure that your children have more than what you had, but it always ends up that not only do they have more than you at that age, but acquire less respect for the adults in their lives along with it.

Remember, with just a look from your mom, you knew your ass was grass! You would only wish your parents would count to three just to have those few seconds of your life to savor before the whoopin's began?!

Aaahh.. memories.

The few wishes I have for my babies are that they are well rounded good human beings. I hope to become men and women that go forth into society and care. Care about themselves, about others in whatever status those people may be in. Hopefully their minds are not as cluttered as mine. I would like for them to live and laugh their way through life.
I don't plan to hide reality from them. I just hope that I can prepare them for the crude, the rude, the hopeful, love, money, credit and sex.
Christian will open doors for women, shake hands and protect his family.
Jessica will be well traveled, inquisitive and objective.

We'll see what the next few nuggets have in store for me!