HELL, YEAH!!!

My big girl came home sick one day after her very responsible father forgot to pack a water bottle for her to school last week. What more, she was the co-emcee for her annual concert and had rehearsals all morning (4 hours talking) WITHOUT water. She finally had her first drop of H2O after complaining to her teacher who (bless her) bought her a bottle of water from the canteen.

That very day when I picked her home, I knew something was up. Her voice was all hoarse and she had started coughing. Soon enough she had a fever and within the next 2 days, T2 had a fever too. Blek.

Fast forward 7 days later, T2 is still running a low-grade fever (the worst is over, phew) but she seems to be getting better as of today. We wasted RM100 at the Doctor who told us that T2 was fine as she had clear lungs. I have been praying hard all week that her flu wouldn’t develop into bronchiolitis or bronchitis or bronch-whatever, just as long as we didn’t have to be hospitalised!

The most challenging saga is that T2 overnight has metamorphosised into T2 super glue. The strongest kind. If you ever need to fix your teeth, or diamond ring, come right over. I’ll sell her cheap. And not only has she turned into super glue forbidding me to cook with 2 hands or poop freely, she has also decided to become a new limb on my body. One that grows out of my boob. Yup, connected to my boob, is her mouth and we go everywhere together. Exactly in that state. For the last week.

It is exhausting. My boobs are on fire. Actually, no. It’s worst. They’ve been on fire before. They’re now burnt and crippled, dried up and black, almost turning into ash. And, oh my God, my ears. They’ve been smashed into tiny bits from the incessant baby screaming and crying. My head? A few arteries have burst and with the 1-2 hours of sleep I get every day here and there (every time I’m about to fall asleep, she wakes up coughing, cranky and wailing for the next hour), I just feel like jumping off a cliff. I’m not kidding.

I’ve screamed, I’ve cried, I’ve begged and feigned ignorance. The Hubs and T1 have been ever supportive, helping me out wherever they can except that where I REALLY need help is to get this sick, cranky baby away from me just for a bit. Just for half an hour. PLEASE!!! Just half an hour of no boob. Just half an hour of silence. But when the baby is detached from the boob, she screams till she vomits, she loses her voice and we three just cannot bear seeing her suffer more than she already is.

I’m truly at the last inch of that suicide string.

In my youth, I was able to get through 3 full days without an ounce of sleep although I could potentially get hit by an oncoming truck without realising it but now, with a total of 2-4 hours per day for almost a week, I have hit the crazy button. I wouldn’t even call it crazy. I’ve gone mental.

I’ve turned into a monster.

A REAL SCARY MONSTER.

FEAR ME.

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Who is Mamapumpkin?
Mamapumpkin spent 7 years in London committing crimes to gain her Bartlett degree in Architecture. She then spent 7 years as a Stay At Home Mom raising her children as documented in this blog of over 15 years thereafter returning to the Corporate World stronger than ever as the Country Director of a British Multinational. She sets out to prove to all, that you can have anything and everything that you want; if you have that fire of desire burning within and the drive to work hard. Even better with much love.

Mamapumpkin has not only grown corporate businesses successfully in the past but has grown not one but TWO network marketing businesses in the notorious MLM (Multi-Level Marketing) industry, achieving success in under 2 years. She believes in the MLM business model but realises the DRASTIC PITFALLS and great stigma attached to it, understanding EXACTLY WHY the majority would shy away (or RUN for their lives) from ANY MLM business. But open your eyes and take time to understand it intellectually, remove your hang-ups, confirm your research, and you may just want to seize an opportunity. She did. And no, she never went about chasing people for sales. She had a sophisticated system work for her through technology and a smartphone.

She now impacts lives authentically with proven strategies amassed through the last decade of her own transformation offering online coaching programmes and always supports the underprivileged. She believes that we can all have a life of our own desires to enable real contribution into the world. But first, one needs to understand what this all means.

A beautiful life without limits.

If you wish to learn some tools to propel your life forward guaranteed, be brave enough to make contact as her life's purpose is to build people. She operates through a discovery call after which she will commit to helping you. Or not.

Most lose out on an opportunity because they are afraid they would be sold to, conned or whatever fear resides in their brain without even trying. And that's on them.

Mamapumpkin is a living testimony that women really can have a lot. Being financially and time free has enabled her to travel the world anytime, anywhere, doing anything, and she spends most of her days with her children, having fun, and supporting others wherever she can. Also having fun.