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Confessions of a Shopaholic Mummy.

Today was yet another failed and very miserable attempt to try to bring the Nadyas on a shopping trip.

HUR HUR.

See, I thought I could somehow bribe them with a fabulous lunch at Fish & Co. first before the much dreaded shopping trip, but alas, even Fish & Co. could not help me to change their mind. The moment I fetched them from school, I did enthusiastically ask them the question but all of them simultaneously screamed bloody murder.

“NOOOO! NO MUMMY, WE TOLD YOU, IF YOU WANT TO GO SHOPPING, YOU GO ALONE.” 

“I DONT UNDERSTAND WHY EVERYTIME AFTER SCHOOL MUST GO SOMEWHERE. I AM SO TIRED, YOU KNOW?”

And this one, the most dramatic one of all.

“MUMMY, I HAVE A STOMACHACHE. MUST GO HOME NOW!”

What is this, huh? Some kind of a conspiracy against me?

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So yeah. Plans scrapped on the spot. We went home straight.

But it is perfectly okay. I was not even mad at them or anything. I actually understand where these girls are coming from. I mean, what fun is there in shopping from a kid’s point of view? If I were a kid, I would also think that shopping is such a draggy chore. Being surrounded by a crowd of adults can be pretty intimidating. Whenever I see mothers dragging along their exhausted kids through the mall and shouting at them when the kids throw tantrum, I often pity the kids. So why is it that I am always trying to convince my girls to love shopping? I must be so weird. HAHA.

Actually, there are SECRETS to shopping with kids like…

  • Setting expectations
  • Bringing snacks
  • Bringing entertainment
  • Avoiding the crowd
  • BLA BLA BLA

 

Been there and done that when they were much smaller, and the methods I mentioned above really worked for my girls! But now that they are bigger, I believe they deserve every right to decide?

A bonding experience with my girls should never include shopping. Think about it. Where’s the bonding part when I know that I will be so busy looking at clothes, and trying them on? The attention is definitely not on the little ones but on the pretty, pretty clothes. Besides, there is absolutely no way that I could convince my girls to behave through the marathon of waiting in lines, and walking in and out of a shop.

Sure, I can always bribe them with a gift at every store but seriously, is that what I really want just so that I can shop peacefully? Bribe them all the time before I can make them do things for me? They will turn into spoilt brats in no time, and shopping will cost me more too, so no thank you.

Therefore, I have officially decided that I will spare them the misery. I will no longer try to bring them shopping with me. I will not give up, and will try again soon. Guess I will have to do it alone, or with a shopping partner like my husband, maybe. But then again, even my husband does not enjoy shopping. He only shops when he needs to buy something. He is never the sort to go window shopping because he thinks it is such a waste of time.

“See something you like, just buy la. Don’t look, look.” 

Grrrr. Easy for you to say, mister.

Anyway. Back to my Nadyas.

When they are bigger, they will understand why their mummy enjoys shopping so much, even if it is just window shopping at times. It’s all about retail therapy, girls. Looking at nice things always soothes the mind anytime. By then, if they want to bring me shopping with them, it would be my turn to reject them on the spot and scream bloody murder too just like how they did to me because I would most probably be too old already to shop at Zara, Dorothy Perkins and errrrm..

FOREVER 21! 

How sad! 🙁

Didn’t I specifically mention I would be FOREVER 21? So how come I am turning 32 soon?!!

And yup, there you have it.

Yet another episode of my mummy musings… and mayhem.

Hehe.

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