Mamapumpkin???

Once upon a time, she designed buildings and interiors of corporate offices and on the rare occasion, homes. Now, she cleans poop and is student of a patience management course. From the drawing board as a London Architect to the realities of Motherhood, she has 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 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.



She writes anything that comes out of her head, mostly without thinking first, which almost always gets her into trouble (according to her husband, whom she considers the love of her life.......on a good day).



Her 2 pet monkeys drive her towards challenge after challenge, 24/7. Day after Day.....and by the way, her parents are Muslim, her in-laws Buddhist, she's Catholic and her Hubs, an Atheist. She's thinking her kids should be Hindu, just to complete the rainbow religion cycle.



Gotta love it.



She'd love to hear from you : Mamapumpkin at gmail dot com




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Childhood Ambitions

We were driving to dinner last night and teaching Tee what the difference was between a bungalow house, a link house, a town house, an apartment etc. because she was curious and always asks a million and one questions whenever she eavesdrops on our adult conversations.

The Hubs and I were discussing some property where we were passing and then I casually told him, “Oh, that’s the Carat Club’s house” meaning that the house belonged to the CC owner and being architects, we do the property and design talk a lot. The CC house happened to be a nice contemporary minimalist house worth mentioning.

“What’s a carrot club house? Does it have lots of carrots?” Tee asked.

“Yes, lots of carrots…..” we laughed.

“Does it have lots of bunnies there then?” she continued, wondering what exactly went on in that curious house.

“Yeah, lots of playboy bunnies!! Hahaha!!!!” The Hubs and I had a good laugh.

Then, “What’s a playboy?”

ALAMAK.

“A boy who likes to play,” I said seriously. I could tell her brain was ticking at a hundred miles thinking of boys playing and feeding lots of carrots to those cute, white little furry bunnies.

“I want to be a playgirl bunny?”

Heart attack.

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