Selamat Hari Raya Haji to all of you who celebrate and for the rest of you, I hope you enjoy the holiday today!

Oops. I just realised that the title of this post doesn’t quite go with a sacrificial religious celebration, does it?

Oh, what the hell. God sees the heart…..and so to lighten up your day in some way, I shall share my momentary excitement.

For those who don’t know, this entire year, because T1 has school super early and because T2 still wakes at night to nurse, the Hubs and I sleep in separate rooms. He sleeps with T1 and wakes at 630am for the school run before jamming it to work and I wake throughout the night to entertain my very cheeky baby and then barely survive each day to keep both my kids and myself alive. It’s a struggle till it’s getting depressing what with my Mom ill and having to watch over her as well.

Anyway, the point I’m trying to make is that the Hubs and I, we hardly have any opportunity for sex. Not even a quickie. Zilch. Nada. And I guess, even if we wanted to, we are usually sooooooo exhausted at the end of every work day (and weekends are work days too, for us!), that we’ve just accepted that we’ll be sending our kids to boarding school early. Oh, yes. Just so we can have wild, raging hot sex again on the kitchen counter top. Or on the deck of a boat, or the balcony of a private beach villa beneath the starry mooned sky. Oh, I can dream……

Believe me when I say, sex is the FURTHEST thing from our minds with 2 very demanding girls. Even when we both strut about in our underwear because it’s just too hot!

But the other day, whilst the Hubs was home from work telling me about his day, I noticed that he couldn’t keep his eyes off my chest. His eyes, they kept looking at mine in conversation, then kept getting distracted back to my chest.

Oooo….was he having a moment? Has it been that long? Did milky, saggy breasts appeal to him after all?

Part of me felt like cutting him short and getting myself out of that situation. A cold shower always works, right? Yet part of me felt sexy. Like, ooooo……perhaps he still found me hot and sexy despite the folds of flab and always looking like a frazzled, harrassed mad woman, which I am. I told you, I can dream, right?

I swear, his eyes…..they couldn’t keep of my breasts whilst we were discussing construction budgets and shopping mall issues and office gossip of who slept with who and building underground spaces. And finally, he walked over to touch me….

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To remove this from my bra……

WHAT??? YOU MEAN YOUR HAND IS NOT HERE TO CARESS MY BREAST??? I didn’t say that, of course.

It was a sticker WITH MY NAME that T1 had stuck onto my bra without my knowledge…….T1, not T2. The big kid. *sigh* Well, that was short-lived.

Did I ever tell you about the sticker she stuck onto my forehead without me knowing and I spent a few hours out and about and nobody told me? What about the sticker she stuck onto my bum, whilst I wore a black skirt, also out and about? I could so kill that kid.

OK, my nursing bras are not very sexy but they are nursing bras! And there is really no need for a sexy bra when I sleep with a baby and a baby alone…..fret not. The Hubs and I….we have our plans once the girls get booted off to boarding school. And believe me when I say we will be using lots of contraception. We are so done with kids.

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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.

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