I don't even know where to begin. . . .for at least a month we have been sleeping in EVERYDAY! Late for everything. Even School. Surprised that Ryann's School hasn't called, to complain. I would tell Brandon everynight to set the alarm earlier, so that if he felt the need to push snooze, we would still be able to get up on time. I'm not sure if he did or not, because I am a deep sleeper, and never heard the alarm at all. And then rushing around every morning to get everyone up and ready and out the door. Sometimes without breakfast. This routine has been driving me crazy, and I was blaming it on Brandon for not waking us up on time. Oops, Sorry Babe. It was so stressful, I asked my mom if she would call our house every morning at 6 o'clock, just until we were in the habit of getting up early. She declined. So, I offered her a small fee. She declined stating, I was old enough to get up on time by myself! This is True, but it wasn't working. Much to my dismay, My children both slept in my bed last night. Ryann said can't we all just sleep in here tonight. and of Course Seiler agreed that would be a great idea. I can't recall why Brandon and I went along with it. . . . but we did. I said a prayer for a bunch of things, but focused on the earge to wake up and be alert when the alarm went of this morning, so that we could read scriptures as a family and have breakfast together and get to school and work on time. As everyone fell asleep last night, I couldn't. I kept thinking of what I would do If I acctually woke up on time the next day. As the snoring in my bedroom began, I got out of bed and went in to the kitchen, suddenly wide awake. And unloaded and reloaded the dish washer (a new one by the way) moved the laundry around started a new load, folded some. Made the kids beds and carried them to them. Tucked them in and kissed them goodnight. I did all of these things, so that Brandon wouldn't be burdened by them in the morning.Of Course I can beleive it, but I am still in shock. Brandon and I both woke up, didn't even push snooze, I don't think. I woke the kids up and carried them to the table wrapped up in a blanket, fixed them a bowl of cereal, blessed it, and read them a story from the book of mormon. Together we got the kids dressed, hair and teeth brushed and out the door. Ryann was early to school today. Lunch packed and all. I am completly happy about not being stressed out at all this morning. . . .I am so greatful that I can rely on my Heavenly Father for the kind of help that I really need. To keep myself and my family sane, I mean happy.
"When life gets too hard to Stand, Kneel"
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