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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Tee, my Olympic swimmer

Tee had 3 one hour swimming lessons last year at our local club and because she has learnt to put her head underwater and can wade from A to B, she thinks she can swim. Mind you, she CAN swim. Well, sort of….in a ‘chaplang’ sort of way. She can swim/move without floaties from one end to another. However. She does not dare do this in a big pool where her legs cannot reach the ground. If her legs CAN reach the ground, she has a backup should anything go wrong (like if a shark suddenly appeared, you know, in a swimming pool…….she could put her feet down and run for her life). But when it is deep, there is no backup. And she would risk dying. Hence, she always insists on floaties when going into the deep end. *roll eyeballs*

Yet, whenever anyone asks her if she can swim? I will say, not really….sort of. And she will give me that frown, then confidently exclaim, “Of course, I can swim!” She truly believes that being able to put your head underwater for a couple of seconds and being able to glide across that you are already an Olympic swimmer.

olympic-swimmer

Whatever. See? My Olympic swimmer……still wears floaties in the deep end.

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