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Freedom

Since bb and maid wasn’t around. I’ve to be temp maid at the moment for my BIG baby at home. My days after work has been filled with some minor house whole chores like folding the cloths, tidying and washing some dishes.

Well, I feel like I am back to before pregnancy stage where life was full of freedom. On another hand, I am much tired without bb around. I tend to sleep late and there are endless things awaiting me to complete.

Hubby and I had started our CNY shopping; we even managed to have a hot date last night, catching “Memoirs of a geisha”. It was a very beautifully choreograph movie, I really like it.



I will be fetching bb tonight. Miss him so much.

Comments

Jess said…
Well, myself very miss those freedom life le...but when kids not around tend to miss them pulak! crazy hor?
11:06 AM
geeth said…
Yeah, I always can't wait for Champion to be back from his weekend outing with my parents. Bad ah me. So possesive :p
11:25 AM
Allyfeel said…
jesslyn,
ya lor, that's motherhood. We want freedom but feel guilty for indulging ourself.*shake head*

geetha,
hehe...are you suggesting I am bad parents? *just joking* ,I can be quite possesive some time. I guess all women are.
1:06 PM
lisaOne said…
yep, we may have all the time in the world but we will never have the emotion freedon again..
1:28 PM
mom2ashley said…
it has been a while since we have gone to the cinema as well..better take the opportunity now since my parents are here...
2:00 PM
ZMM said…
*ahem* tell us the other HOT THINGS you did at home la w/out BB and maid..

Weather so HOT, sure will do lots of HOT things one? :P

Oh.. I have to go and buy the Memoirs of a Geisha DVD!
12:30 AM
King's wife said…
yeah lar, go on, pls tell all. Don't be shy...

zara's mama,
no need to buy. I got.
1:52 AM
Allyfeel said…
two little fellas,
ya ya....no matter where we go, our hearts will always think of the little fellas.

mom2ashley,
go ahead, good time to catch up with ur hubby.

zara's mama, King's wife,
haha...HOT Things? Ya man, the weather was so hOT, I removed my top and bottom...................
.................then................................................
...................bra............
............then..................
......sexy pink panty.............
..................................
then..............................
change to new clean cloths. :) hehe, nothing happen. heeeeeeeeeee
10:04 AM
ZMM said…
*blush*
I tagged you..
3:10 PM
Sangeeta said…
Speaking of hot, it's been over 40 degrees here in Melbourne.... can hardly tahan man.
6:01 PM
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