….Talk is cheap….take it with a pinch of salt!
Tee took these photos of me and the Hubs. Actually, she was probably taking a picture of T2 as the Hubs’s face and my face has been cut out when she took the shot…..

This on the other hand was really of me and the Hubs but I’ve scratched his face out. It was a really nice pic of us. Not bad at all for an almost 5 year old’s photography skills.
And then this was the day after T2 was born……..

Tee insisted on sleeping with me at the hospital so we got her an extra bed but by 10pm when T2 woke up and then woke Tee up, and when I had TWO crying girls with me, I told the Hubs to take Tee home. So for 2 nights, we paid extra for the extra bed and I pretended that a ghost was sleeping beside me instead. Are you kidding me?! I kid you not, when I was alone with T2 in the hospital room in the wee hours of the morning, I swear I heard someone whistling within the bedroom. Initially I assumed it must’ve been the TV which I had left on (on purpose!) but when I gave it a glance, the people on TV were clearly not whistling, but I still heard the whistling.
I very slowly slid under the covers (I couldn’t do it quickly as I had raw wounds and needles all over my body) and closed my eyes till the whistling stopped. Needless to say, I didn’t sleep a wink that night but my eyes were closed till sunrise.
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
BoeyJoey (42 comments.)
August 26th, 2009 at 2:22 am
The whistling sounds scary… especially when you have a little one by your side… *shivers*
a&a'smom
August 26th, 2009 at 4:09 am
I agree, lovely pic of u! Wish I cld see ur handsome prince though
miche (92 comments.)
August 26th, 2009 at 4:23 am
this is spooky. why didnt you just return the bed after Tee “discharged”?
as for me, I saw a tiny baby looking through my luggage a day b4 i went for my recent surgery. later my baby cried when i was not in sight! (i went shee-shee). b4, he was ok when i left him for a lil while.
2ma (19 comments.)
August 26th, 2009 at 6:01 am
so scarry ler! seems to be quite common to hear such stories from anyone who has to stay in the hospital
chinnee (124 comments.)
August 26th, 2009 at 6:24 am
poor hubby of yours with his face white out..hehe. I can’t stop laughing at the last pic of you and the girls.
scared staying at hospital hor…better sleep in cheaper rooms where there are other mums (i mean real human) you can see.
rachel (130 comments.)
August 26th, 2009 at 8:36 am
but u were smiling n not shivering on the last pic wor….heheheh j/k
mott (136 comments.)
August 26th, 2009 at 11:57 am
*bulu rising*
joshua's mummy
August 27th, 2009 at 5:44 am
omg, so scary……you are really brave! =P
whoisbaby (42 comments.)
September 1st, 2009 at 12:07 am
nice shots Tee! i laughed looking at the last picture of you with the two girls.