….Talk is cheap….take it with a pinch of salt!
One of the most trying things about being the sole-carer for Tee, my three year old daughter, is the lack of freedom. Long gone are the days when I could pick up my handbag to meet a friend for gossip or indulge in retail gratification, analyse a movie or just chill. Without my toddler glued to my hip.
The thing about being a stay-at-home-mom without any help is that a very close bond automatically generates between mother and child, so tight until the corset strings barely leaves you breathing. There have been occasions where I would put Tee to bed first, then sneak out to the night joints for my own self preservation. And guess what?
Almost every single time, the girl wakes up looking for her Mommy, crying continuously and driving the Hubs bonkers. I swear to God, babies and toddlers have radar detectors for detecting their Mommy’s presence or lack of. Even when they’re asleep.
So after incessant wailing, I eventually get a call from the Hubs without him needing to utter a word. The background sobs and cries for MAMA!!! I WANT MY MAMA!!! sends me flying down the highways home to comfort my little one. Unfortunately, it is also at these after dark hours that the coppers are out to catch people like me. At times like this, I really wish I had the best radar detector like my friends used to have in the UK. As if I needed more stress!
I’m telling you, without a doubt, my girl has this radar detector that detects me within half an hour tops. The absence of the whiff of her Mommy sends alarms ringing throughout KL that it almost warrants me installing the best radar detector in town. I’m not about to be jailed in my own home.
Have any of you experienced similar problems?
Once upon a time, I designed buildings and interiors of corporate offices and on the rare occasion, homes. Now, I clean poop and am student of a patience management course. From the drawing board as a London Architect to the realities of Motherhood, I have certainly learned many lessons in humility. And then others.....
To succeed in the corporate world, first succeed with your kid as the happy boss. Seriously.
This blog is about me, Mamapumpkin. A crazy, demented Mom who cares full time, alone, without any help, for an even crazier preschooler AND a baby with a boob addiction problem. *sniff* Someone, please get me a chair.......
I write anything that comes out of my head, mostly without thinking first, which almost always gets me into trouble (according to my husband, also known as the love of my life.......on a good day).
My pet monkeys drive me towards challenge after challenge, 24/7.
Gotta love it.
Contact me : Mamapumpkin at gmail dot com
tanyetta (33 comments.)
September 10th, 2007 at 3:07 pm
haha….and very very true. our babies can smell a mile away
Nomadic Mom (16 comments.)
September 10th, 2007 at 3:27 pm
BooHoooHOOOO…Mine hopes that I’ll be gone longer leh… So that they can watch tv, play games till however late they want!!!