Summer Is For Swimming

And so we did. The first time we brought Chester for a swim was last August in Singapore. He was about six months old. 

Now, he can walk with us to the pool and stayed in the pool for quite awhile. Clinging on to me like a baby koala bear. It was sweet how much it felt that he needed me and clinging his dear life onto me. The feeling was very different from carrying him out of the water. When I tried to bring him out of a water, he threw a crazy fit and I guess it means he really likes swimming.

I want to bring Scarlett and Chester to the pool more often. BUT, there is a big BUT. After this afternoon swim with the kids, I am so physically drained, even with the help of their dad. I remembered someone (in fact, more than one person) advised me not to have kids when we are too old. I didn't take it seriously. 

I understand why now. I do. I am angry and frustrated with my body and health today. I feel old. Please stop telling me I don't look my age because I am feeling my age, and if not beyond. Ahhh...this body of mine. I wish I could turn back time so that I can have the energy and strength to hang out with these two.