Johann is 4 months old today — and sick. For the first time. He has cough and colds. He’s not suppose to get sick until 6 months (according to the doctor) since he still got his mom’s “immune system” active in his body plus he’s being breast fed. But it seems like the virus hits real hard. The owner of the virus? The daddy.

I’m not really used to taking care of my health. I wanted to, but it’s just not in my system. I would have my self soaked with rain, sleep late at night, eat whatever I want — well, except those I didn’t grow up eating. Last weekend, I had colds myself and had to rest Friday from work (I worked only for 4 hours). I’m not really bothered at all — until Joy felt sick last Sunday and then, Johann yesterday. Joy’s fine now, but my son … man, he’s coughing and sneezing as I type this. It’s breaking my heart.

Bad daddy.