Bombard time

I've been bombarded...yes by Adore this time...talking to me about RESPECT.  'Mummy, you only know how to respect the elderly.'  What's wrong with this statement/action?  Adore meant to say every time she wants to talk to me or granny she will wait for her turn, however when it's her turn we adults will still continue to talk as if she wasn't there.  Is that true?  I'm dumbfounded...we have been taught...Respect is being earned NOT given.

I'm counting down to my last day tomorrow...in fact looking forward to rest and spend wonderful and meaningful time with the girls before the young one arrival.  It's a mixed feelings if you were to ask me.  One side of me I'm really looking forward to see the young one, the other side I'm so afraid I won't be able to manage the old and young under the same roof.  What's wrong with me you might wonder?  Blues?  Seriously it can be an excuse I would say...I wish I can escape for awhile in my own world absorbing slowly what's wrong with my whole system (body & brain).  Both of them don't seems to like each other anymore?  Shouldn't we love ourselves first before loving other people or expecting others to love us? 

FAMILY - Father (what's your role?) And Mother (what's your role?) I Love You...is that really the meaning of FAMILY? 

Marriage?  Not alone but 2 families...mind you not just parents but siblings.  It's really tough not an easy lesson to learn, some will take a short time while others forever.  No doubt I love my husband, he's the dearest to me; someone I can cling on when I'm falling but don't you think it's going to be unfair if I'm always the one who is clinging?  Times he will be down as well...

MAN - pillar of the house...he is and he's going stronger!
WOMAN - sun of the house....I'm I shining?