What is true love ? Does anyone know ?
You say that you love me very much but yet your words , just like a knife , have sliced my heart.
Sliced….I can actually feel the pain…
If you love me and you swear you do , why do you hurt me?
I went to the mall the other day …alone , without the kids ofcourse. I do that often…about 2 hours …just to have some me time away from the kids.
So anyway , at the mall a blouse caught my attention. I knew I had to buy it. I looked at the price tag and smiled…it was affordable !
I went to the salesgirl and asked for a medium.Ofcourse I would ask for a medium. I am afterall an XL. The salesgirl looked at me and I asked her again. She gave me the blouse and I tried it on. It didn’t fit. I passed it back to her and ask for a L. She turned around and said ‘You’re fat , take XL ‘. She actually said that ! I was shock at how blunt and rude she was !
I looked at her. She looked like a pencil ( flat infront and behind ). She was an XS for sure. Those with a 20 cm waistline. I took it and tried it on. It was just nice for me.
I knew I was an XL but at times it’s nice to try something smaller. I was an XS once. 10 years ago I was also 42 kgs. But that was 10 years ago.
Anyway , I bought the blouse. But before leaving I said ‘I rather be fat than flat ‘ to the salesgirl.I just had too and the look on pencil’s face was priceless!
It’s never a holiday if the kids tag along…espcially for me…mummymama! First , I have to pack the bags atleast twice…with the kids ( for their excitement sake ) and then without them while they are asleep. Then , having to go through the mental checklist with the hope that the mental does not get checked first. Followed by the actual holiday itself which requires changing of diapers , boiling water , organizing food , making milk , washing the bottles and so on….that’s my husband’s idea of a holiday .
As for me , a real holiday is a holiday without the kids …that’s a real holiday ! An actual holiday that mummymama wants !
Hi , I’m mummymama.A mother of 2 beautiful, adorable sometimes annyoing kids. My eldest calls me mummy while my youngest mama hence the name mummymama. Im also a wife to an incredible ( do i get my coach now ? ) husband…who’s very unpredictable…which drives me insane ! No , unpredictable isn’t adventures …it was when we were single ! Love how everything was unpredicatable. Nowww , with the 2 ducklings along , being predictable is the adventure ! Sighhhh…how life changes just like that !
If only I could slow it down with a remote. Skip all the meaninglese parts and enjoy all the meaningful ones.
Anyway , got to go finish my coffee before the ducklings get up…yes , drinking coffee without disturbance is precious…very precious.