As much as possible, I don't want to blog about super - major,major? lol ;) - personal things about me. I did that on my first blog and I have learned my lesson. You just don' t do that. It's like hanging dirty laundry in public.
But here I am now and believe me, I have been thinking if it's wise to blog about this, perhaps up until I hit that "publish" button. If you're allergic to cheesy posts, please stop right now and just wait for my next post, as this post is a celebration of love.
Lately, I have been going through so much stress, partly because of my super duper late sweldo. Sleep was quite elusive these past few nights. The only thing that I find good about it is that I managed to put some more hours to work.
The other night, worms found their way into my dreams. they came in all sorts of shapes and sizes,it was gross! I googled its meaning and I found out that it denotes weakness, or helplessness, even doubt. Funny that when you kill worms in your dreams, you will receive money in your waking life. Had I known this, I would have killed them all, with laser beams and shiny swords! lol ;)
Then last night I found myself married to somebody else. Take note, this "someone else" whom I will call dream-husband, is hunky and good looking and laglag-panty sa yummy. My husband-husband was there, as well as my two kids, and for some reason, I was down to my dalaga size of 25-inch waistline. Kung tatakas ako sa responsibility ko as mom and wife, that would be the perfect time to do it!
You know what's funny? I found myself crying when dream-husband told me he's taking me home - his home - which will become OUR home. I was crying so hard, he agreed to take me to my parents' house. Still, I was crying because I wanted so much to be with my husband-husband and our two kids, I just want him to go away and let me be with my loved-ones. Buti na lang nagising na ko.
My marriage is far from perfect, this I tell you. There were times when I was soo tired of being a mom and a wife, I just want to leave everything behind and not look back. Sometimes I wondered what would I be had I not married my hubby. or if I chose to be "childless". or if I just stopped at kid #1. While there was really nothing to regret, I wondered a lot.
My dream made me realize that deep inside, I wouldn't have it any other way. That if push comes to shove, my fat behind will still be by my hubby's side. with my kids. all four of us as one. and it feels so nice.
There. I can sleep now. Happy weekend. ^_^