MAMAPUMPKIN – A Mother's Monologue
This past year (June 2012 – June 2013) has been busy. So busy till I’ve lost myself.
I’ve not kept in touch with anyone, I’ve been sick on several occasions, even hospitalised, had pneumonia; traveled to Myanmar thrice, co-organised a public event, had a fabulous holiday over Christmas with my kids (which is the only positive memory that seems to come out of my head right now!), and I have seriously done a lot, but man, I’m burnt out.
Is it worth it?
I’m not too sure.
Who has suffered? Definitely me! Possibly my kids, perhaps the Hubs though there are no complains, maybe my extended family? I wouldn’t know if they don’t say but the fact of the matter is, I no longer want to do this. There’s got to be more to life than this.
So I’ve started thinking about what I really want and we’ve established that apart from supporting the Children of Myanmar till fruition (gosh, I’ve co-adopted a whole load of kids!), we want to travel the world. We believe that traveling the world in tandem with actual academic pursuits such as reading, writing, Math and Science; will offer our 2 precious girls the best in education. We want them to taste, see, observe, listen, learn, do, think, touch, feel; in every climate, culture, circumstance and colour. We want their minds to be as broad as the Universe, as sharp as a brand new surgeon’s scalpel, as hard as a diamond’s surface, and as deep as the ocean’s floor; and we want their souls to be kind, sharing and giving, generous to fault, in adopting a legacy from their ever generous Nana.
And therein lies my mission in life. Apart from getting shagged by a hot, lustful man tonight.
Oh, I made a visit to an Osteopath this week (read hot, lustful man), and was advised to go for a RM1,200 blood test to detect certain bacteria in my blood due to overgrowth of yeast in my body contributing to all my ailments – asthma, sinusitis, pains and aches, tiredness and fatigue, edginess, headaches, itchiness and general discomfort.
Just so you know, hot, lustful man was hugging me tight and squeezing me during treatment, with his hot breathe into my ears and his cheek touching my cheek; oh, I could hardly contain myself!!! The Hubs though was in the next room with T1 getting treatment from another Osteopath, or I would have raped him myself.
Yup. I am not shy. I just go out and grab whatever I want. It’s worked well thus far.
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