MY GOOD OLD DAYS VS MY SUPPOSINGLY BETTER DAYSWell, life after marriage was good but life after marriage with a baby was a real challenge for me! I have my reasons for saying this and will prove it right here for all to see.........
THE SCARY CHANGES
Past
An hour glass figure
Present
Still an hour glass figure but a wider one that can contain more sand...hee!
Past
Almost flawless skin with monthly zits for obvious reason.
Present
Dry itchy ezcema infested skin that resemble marbled beef......... yes after having baby, my skin looks terrible due to hormonal change. And did you notice the fine lines on my forehead?
Past
Eyes looks bright but small....... no tired look
Present
Eye bags, dark eye rings due to lack of sleep............. never imagine that could look like panda with a figure to match it.....sad!
Past (Ok.......... Warning for all ladies looking forward to breast feeding and those who are still breast feeding! And to all men thinking that their wives will continue to have Fiona Xie's figure after baby........... let me burst yr bubbles! )
My twin towers (pardon my language, can't think of better words to describe them....haha!) were perky and full (yes, I am proud to admit it!)
Present
Ever heard of saggy papaya breasts....yes it's true........ they will look like over ripe papayas once I stop breast feeding. I am not looking forward to that........ haiz!
Past
I used to be described as cheerful, sweet, gentle (stop laughing ok!), no temper, very easy going, understanding, loving, helpful, creative, fun and patient (btw, some of these descriptions were written in my report book!)
Present
Still cheerful in a maddish way, sweet in a mature way, "you mean you were gentle!", short temper, grumpy, domineering, still understanding at times unless someone behaves stupidly, loving when I feel like it, helpful....no chance I appear to need more help than anyone else, more creative cos need to think of ways to coax baby, explosive, fun in a mischevious way....as seen in all the punks, patient when needed only....... Oh my, what have I become!
Past
I can go home anytime I want. I am always punctual. Don't have to rush from one place to another. When having buffets, I can eat till they closed. Yes, shopping and more shopping for me! Financially independent.......... no need to ask for permission to buy things and can buy anything I like. Holidays were something to look forward to. Manicures and pedicures every month. Facial treatments whenever I feel like it. One last thing, I carry nice lady's handbags.
Present
Cinderella life style, always dream of better life...haha! Every day seems the same. Always late...... despite rushing till I perspire at my armpits (oops!). Have to be home to pump milk, cook Joash's food, bathe him, naps, sleeping time......blah blah blah! Got to leave restaurant in latest 2 hours cos baby turns grouchy after sitting too long. Financially dependent on Hb and got to ask permission and tolerate questioning from him abt whether is it a need or a want (I insist that my needs and wants are the same......don't care!). No manicure cos scare nail polish poison baby's food and only occasional pedicures, shopping trips are rush through and short and yes got to apply "leave" from Hb to go out alone! Never dare to go on holidays cos I will look as if I am moving. One last thing, people always thot I was going for a hike when they see my bag......haiz!
Ok I better stop here before I go mad seeing the changes....hahahaha!
AND YES, ALE, I MISS THOSE TIMES THAT WE SPENT EATING AND RELAXING AT CLARK QUAY PLUS LOOKING AT GUYS AND HAVE THEM LOOKING BACK AT US (now no chance with baby in arms!). REMEMBER HOW PAMPERED WE WERE........ RESTAURANTS, SHOPPING, OVERNITE STAY AT YR PLACE......... I REALLY MISS THEM SO SO SO MUCH!
Alright, back to reality........ to end it all............... I am happy that I've got a loving Husband tho' sometimes he is the cause of my short temperness and a lovely Baby Boy tho' sometimes he is the cause of my grouchiness.....hee hee! Well....I really have no complaints......... pls believe me........nite nite!
