Body changes.

Have been staring at this screen since 2.30pm. Wanted to write something funny to brighten up the mood a bit but no matter how much I wring my brains, nothing. Zero. Blank.

The past 3 days, I had been rendered useless by a crippling female cramp. Without trying to sound overly dramatic, it got me to thinking about my mortality. Having just stepped into my early late 20s, I’m starting to notice a lot of things about my body that I’d never really taken notice before.

For example, my ears canals seem to have taken on lives of their own. Every end of the day, they would start itching like mad, crying out for some sweet cotton buds probing. My toe nails seem to be growing out at lightning speed and I’ve kinda given up on pedicures because painting over them just seem pointless. And, and….I’ve recently acquired a grand total of ONE nipple hair!

Do you notice these things? At what age did you begin to see all these changes to your body? I feel like I’m going through puberty again, only it’s way grosser than I remember it at 12.

While these are just harmless episodes of growing older, I somehow feel that they may be preludes to health issues I will definitely face one day. Already those monthly cramps are a cause for concern and already I’m feeling hesitant, okay, scared to have it checked out.

Only now I understand why so many people only seek treatment for their health problems when it’s already too late. Never mind that they are educated, informed and rational. It’s so easy to convince yourself that the problems may gradually disappear as long as you don’t pay attention to them. Fear or ego? Mostly fear I guess.

Okay, enough of gloomy health concerns. Excuse me while I go pluck some stray hair.

Happy 2nd Birthday, Charlie!

It was supposed to be an unmemorable trip to the pet shop to buy some treats for Sisi. As soon as I caught your little face peeking out from the tiny cage, I knew you were mine. Granny and daddy advised mummy not to get you, as I had just started a new job and it would be very inconvenient to take care of you. But against my pragmatic nature, I brought you home anyway. And you have been the light of mine and daddy’s life since.

# – Charlie at 3 months old.

# – You’re the cutest puppy I’ve ever seen and you’re mine!

Sure, the first 3 months were torturous. I remember many months of not being able to hang out with my friends on a whim because you were afraid of being left alone. I remember having so many thoughts of giving you away because you just wouldn’t stop pooping EVERYWHERE! I’d even gone to the extent of putting up an online ad but couldn’t bring myself to do it eventually. I’m glad I never gave you up because you are now one of the best behaved doggies mummy have ever known.

You obey commands very well, you never wander out of our sights, you are calm & quiet during our meals outside and you’ve even overcome your separation anxiety! You lie next to me while I sob my eyes out watching soppy chinese dramas. You bark at strangers, ready to charge at them to protect me. Everyday you give me joy that I never knew I could feel.

I’m glad I didn’t mess up with you like I’ve messed up with many things in my life, Chacha. I’m glad you’re a healthy, boisterous 2 year old today.

# – Birthday boy with a pink bow :D

# – Is that a cat I see in the distance?

# – Oit mummy, can I go chase some birds already??

# – Please mummy????

# – Thanks mummy! Off I go!

# – WHeeeeeeeeeeee!

# – Why do you have to post embarassing pictures of me??

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, SON! Love you always and forever.