desperate housewife

in this part of the planet, today is the first day of Ramadhan. and so, i've been back from london for a solid three weeks already.

lovingly surrounded by familiar faces, spoilt for endless choices of deliciously sinful food and best of all; they are all HALAL. outing invitations from friends to occupy my 24/7 free time.

... when i thought that i'm gonna be the new sloth in town for at least a good 2 months; oh boy! i was wrong!!!the maid decided that she wants a whole month of holiday during Ramadhan. it's too tiring to work when she's fasting; that was what she said. *jaw dropped*

as this thing happened, putting on the super sweet sister cape, i offered to be the full time babysitter while we get a replacement.

and today, on my second day at "work", i felt like a 35 year old housewife!
...i stayed home all day long... i have my morning shower around noon... i have baby poops on my pants... the baby is being cranky as he's having fever at the moment... i smell like baby food/milk- ahhhhh i miss my nina ricci perfume! dang.

oo-em-geeeee!!!! :@

perhaps suka budak (love children) and having+raising one are two different things. i think i'm re-considering carrying a child as soon after i get married la.

what's the rush, no? kiter honeymoon la dulu *giggle*