Being woke up by hubby. He was about to go for the race.  He kissed us good bye and I continued to sleep till 8am. Gosh, I over slept. Luckily the children are still asleep. I hurried down and do the normal things…cleaning and washing …. until I hear some crying up stair.  Rush up. Baby Presley awake. He stops crying when he saw me and give me his charming smile. “Good morning handsome!” and kissed his chubby cheek. I feed him and put him back to bed while I ready another milk as I noticed Preston move restlessly.

Finished feeding Preston, my eldest son Josh woke up and straight away ask for his papa. I told him that papa need to work (coz Josh won’t buy it if you tell him his papa is out). Then suddenly I remember I didn’t wish my hubby good luck for his race..well, all the best darling (I say in my heart). Today, my twins very demanding. Can’t even put them down. They take turns crying. I almost broke down to tears. When they finally sleep after the long hours of screaming and crying, I had to rush for Josh’s lunch. I some time wonder if my twins testing me. The moment I finished cooking, they start their act again…by noon, I almost half died already. Haven’t take any food yet and yes I am so hungry now…

By the time my twins settle down, my hunger also gone…but my head feels like bursting.  Aiyooh…why like this? Luckily hubby come home that time and rescue me…at least I manage to take nap for an hour with Presley asleep in my arms…what a bad wife I am, I forgot to ask hubby his race not until much much later of the day