7 Posts for The 7th Year : The Second Year

(Previously The First Year).

More indoor and outdoor movement and activities around the area.

Sunbathing after breakfast while reading on the stroller.
Barefeet while watching people.
Swimming in adult pool with floaties.
Learning to climb the stairs carefully.
Driving around the area just the two of us with seatbelt on started here.
Making mess at home.
Practising piano on her own more often.
Doing some voluntarily chores.

For the first time in four years (after marriage) without any single trips, we flew out of the city to visit Yangti.
Then,luckily,(and crazily ),we flew further across the continent to the city I had been longing for a long time.

This was the period where I received the return of investing a lot of time and energy to make two basics things right during the first year.

Seven days in my dream city showed it clearly how she enjoyed everything offered in her plate, sat down properly, and finished everything.

I would never forget the smile given from an old lady in Brioche Doré Champ Ellysées when she looked at her enjoying a plate of curry chicken poulet eagerly.

Certified eat-like-french baby she was!

Sleeping also wouldn’t miss the opportunity to show its result. At first, I thought it was impossible. But, she slept at exactly at 8 pm and woke up just at the same time as she did in Jakarta, and later, in any places we visited. No matter the weather.

For some people,it’s weird.
For us,it’s great!

Having both on time and as scheduled as we are at home make us mostly enjoyed holiday leisurely without dealing with a cranky baby and gratefully, without once until now, post holiday sickness .

This year also was the period where language problem detected and consulted right away.

One key point from this year : no matter how hard you try, there would be so many things outside your control.

When we saw something that didn’t feel right, dropped the ego, let go that denial, consulted it right away.

Never miss the opportunity for having early intervention. It made all the difference.

I am talking as someone whose having adequate experiences in dealing with therapies, shitty therapists, and knowledge about the hidden disabilities that could happen to everyone.

Never knew it was the beginning of another long journey.

Others said terrible two.

I would call it a Terrific Two!