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Lazy Parenting

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Found an article this morning that led me to two other articles that speak what I feel and have been doing for these 3,5 motherhood years.

Never know this term does exist and couldn’t be happier it does exist and there’s nothing wrong with that. Guilt is motherhood bestfriend and to be freed at least a bit from that is relieving.

As the article says :

Lazy parenting is about intentionally providing your child with opportunities to develop a sense of self-efficacy, which in turn will bolster confidence, independence, and responsibility. It’s about mindfully stepping back to allow your child to struggle on their own for a minute rather than rushing in and rescuing. It’s about letting your child find out just how much they are capable of. And they actually are capable of a lot!

It explains things Langit can do at her age like dealing with her bathroom stuff by herself like pee, brushing her teeth, and sometimes bathing herself with my supervision.

She takes care her own dirty laundry, wet towel, as well as dress and undress herself.

She helps herself to prepare her own cup and put a bit of sugar when she feels like drinking hot tea, pour water when she wants to drink, or getting some snack she would like to eat.

She chooses her own clothes, from undies until the outer, wear herself the socks and shoes and she loves walking too.

I have no one to help in taking care of her, more with the doctor is being far away, it’s even less help at home. I need to make her do her own things, at her capacity, to make my daily life a bit easier.

In general, intentionally lazy parenting is the shift in thinking from, “I need to move in and fix this for my kid” to, “I need to step back and see if my kid can manage this on their own. It might take longer and be messier, but if they can do it themselves, then they should.”

Whole-heartedly agree with the statement. If it’s something that the child can do herself, then they should do it herself. Help once or twice would be fine, let them do it alone next time.

Raising my daughter without my mother taught me that parents wouldn’t always be present for their children. There are lots of time when we should deal with things on our own as a child. Such ability is not innate, it should be taught properly and it starts by dealing with the simplest thing in the child’s daily life.

I remember about writing this previously about Lima Beda Tentang Langit.

Thank you for showing up with these articles, mother.ly.

Full article could be read here :

https://www.mother.ly/life/im-a-lazy-parent-and-proud-of-it?utm_source=huffingtonpost

https://www.mother.ly/child/what-is-lazy-parenting-and-should-you-try-it

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Eid and Lost Traditions

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Eid has been identical with some traditions hold in each family. When the original team were all here, mine would be massive cleanings and changing new sheets in each corner of the house before the D-day, then early morning breakfast with black forest and our home made cookies before heading to the mosque. Right after Eid pray, we went straightly to both grandma’s houses.

As life changed drastically in 2012, so did this Eid traditions. Some (are) still (trying hard to be) kept, but it is surely unavoidable to let go some. More,with Langit arrival in 2014, even more to let go. At first, it’s hard to let go those rituals that have been kept for years. After all, that’s what makes Eid special. Such traditions wouldn’t be available in the other day. Those brought and created special warmth too in our home.

This year marked some major traditions that should be let go due to certain circumstances. No gathering at home and we have a restaurant instead. Last year was my father’s turn to hold family gathering at this house and this year is the second child’s turn.

Not because she doesn’t have a house, but more of she can’t and doesn’t want to do it at her home. Thinking about the hassles to host thirty something people at home, preparing here and there then taking care all the mess after all guests return. So, a decent restaurant is a more logical choice. Paying those expensive food is much better choice than dealing with the mess at home.

It’s absolutely unimaginable in the past year to celebrate Eid in a restaurant as if all family members have no home to hold once-a-year gathering. But, there’s nothing we can do about that. After my grandma passed away last year, a strong reason to gather all members has been loosen much. By this year, my father only sibling who stays out of town and comes to Jakarta every Eid, decides to stay at her home this year. Who will push her to come? None. It truly takes a strong figure to gather people.

It was quite sad previous years, but this year, I take it more lightly and just accept those unevitable changes. Having the doctor at home for Eid is good enough for me. The rest is just complementary.

I couldn’t help wondering what changes next Eid will bring for next year, if my time will arrive by God’s will.

Eid Mubarak à vous tous!

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Life Battles : A Patern

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After some times, I realized that life mostly really happens in an even year more than the odd one. Looking back to previous years, lots of big events, life-changing ones, turn-table twists, they were mostly happened in even years.

To name several :

  • Meeting the doctor for the first time in 2002 as well as the end of my 13 years of piano education.
  • The first job secured in 2004 during the first year of college.
  • Survived two months in a small village with the best strangers as well as the ‘loudest’ year of proposals in 2006
  • The worst and longest broken heart in 2008. This year marked the second hardest year in my twenties. The first goes to next foyr years.
  • The reunited, long distance, and resuming in 2010. Talking about the relationship here.
  • Finally, 2012 turned out to be a year with three earthquakes in my world, as well as the life-changing year. The end of an era. The end of my comfort zone. Life has never been the same after 2012. It was just like the Mayans prophecy predicted that world would end in 2012. At least, mine did.

Langit Senja came in 2014. A whole new beginning to the jungle of motherhood. Entering the fourth year, this jungle is truly wild, scary emotionally and energy draining, physically taxing, and no one is close to a winning. Really, there’s no better mother than another. You win some, yet you couldn’t help losing in another game.

Fast forward to 2016. A year that thought to be another mundane year yet, it was wrong. Went through first semester safely, then two big presents sent from the universe. Broken relationship and unlocked third biggest twenties dream.

Now, it’s 2018 and the pattern repeats. Currently dealing with medium long distance relationship which airline ticket price costs us a lot. Two flights needed that make the saving screams a lot and this one will last for a year. One might say years are short, but they really forget that days can be so long. Days in this April feel exactly like that.

The advice of count your blessing is not really applicable during this state. I do count mine, yet it doesn’t make this feel any easier. This is not our first encounter with distance yet, again, having previous experiences is not necessarily make you stronger. Being away from one of the sanity keepers is hard enough.

Other circumstances also happen until I have to have another long distance with my other sanity keeper called dramaland. It’s been six months already that I totally cut the tie with those fellows from dramaland. No matter how much and want to return, the mood is really gone. Current affairs in works and other tasks have eaten all my energy and mood.

There’s nothing I hope for other than this April will soon meet its end. At least, passing through April safely means the big part of these shits is gone.

Breathe in, breathe out.

When life throws shits to your face, wipe it cleanly and keep going slowly.

You’ll get there.

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Alasan Panjang untuk Sebuah Trip Pendek

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Buat seorang pemales kaya saya, liburan yang bener-bener disebut liburan itu adalah tinggal di rumah, ngga harus ngerjain apa-apa, ngurusin siapa-siapa, tidur-tiduran sepanjang hari atau justru pergi kemana-mana sendiri tanpa harus khawatir ninggalin sesuatu atau seseorang di rumah. Kaya satu hari di bulan Februari waktu Pak dokter dan Langit berangkat duluan ke Bali, dua member lainnya juga pas ke luar kota. Baru kali itu kayanya dalem sehari saya keluar rumah tiga kali dan super hepi.

Empat bulan berjalan di tahun ini sudah diisi dengan berbagai perjalanan ke berbagai tempat. Beberapa karena ‘harus’, satu karena disuruh sama tiket murah, dan yang kali ini karena ‘pengen buat orang lain’.

Beberapa trip yang dijalani dua tahun terakhir, sedikit diantaranya adalah karena pengen ajak orang. Trip ke UK April tahun lalu itu bisa ada karena motivasi yang kuat banget setelah ke Paris dan setengah sangkel karena ngga ajak Ayah saya. Makanya dengan alesan itu, plus adik saya juga pas lagi ambil master di London, setengah maksa saya bujuk Ayah saya supaya mau pergi (dan ngebayarin tiketnya)😁.

Perjanjian dibuat karena tiket ditanggung, semua biaya lain saya ambil alih, dari akomodasi, tiket ke luar kota, makan, transport selama di London, pokoknya semuanya, yang mana ya hampir seharga tiket juga buat 4 orang.

Selama kurang lebih sebulan saya berkutat dan muter otak buat cari tiket dengan harga yang bisa diterima, buat 4 orang. Dapet tiket JKT-KL-London dengan maskapai bintang lima timur tengah dan kasih kelas bisnis buat ayah saya dari KL-JKT dengan total harga yang ngga sampe 9jt per orang, salah satu prestasi yang bisa dibanggakan sama otak pas-pasan ini. Bukan sekedar untung itu, skill juga😎.

Ribetnya ngurusin semua tetek bengek trip UK buat 4 orang, sendiri, dengan segala dramanya dibayar sama hepinya wajah ayah saya waktu dia di Manchester ngeliat kampus lamanya, asrama mahasiswa tempat dia tinggal, apartemen yang pernah kita tempatin sebulan waktu ke sana, dan masih banyak lagi yang ngebuat semua kerepotan yang harus dijalanin jadi terasa worth the price.

Trip ke Jogja kali ini ada juga karena alesan yang kurang lebih sama untuk orang yang berbeda. Tiap saya pergi dan ayah saya ngga ikut, saya pasti ngerepotin tante saya dan keluarganya dengan minta untuk nginep di rumah supaya bisa ngurusin ayah saya. Tante ini adik almh ibu saya yang paling kecil, yang paling baik, yang paling ngga pernah nolak kalo diminta tolong, dan mungkin yang paling punya sedikit kesempatan untuk bepergian dengan segala keterbatasannya.

Setelah semua urusan trip ke Tokyo beres, saya udah niatin untuk bikin satu trip lagi dan kali ini akan ajak tante saya dan anaknya. Sering banget minta tolong kok ya ngga ada terima kasih yang lebih dari sekedar oleh-oleh dari tempat yang saya datengin.

Kebetulan pas banget ada sabtu merah lain di April ini yang mana saya ngga perlu hutang kelas dan saya punya satu hotel yang saya penasaran buat nyoba karena saking seringnya terpapar review di media sosial tentang hotel ini.

Awalnya saya ragu tante saya mau ikut karena takut sungkan dibayarin dan sebagainya. Orang lain mungkin dengan senang hati tanpa malu-malu akan bilang iya, tapi tante saya beda. Dengan hati-hati saya nanya apa dia mau ikut, jelasin naik apa dan durasinya juga ngga lama, yang penting refreshing aja sebentar berdua sama anaknya dan keluarga saya.

Di luar dugaan ternyata dia seneng banget ditawarin ini. Lega banget dengernya. Makin deket ke hari H, seneng banget denger betapa semangatnya mereka dengan trip ini. Puncaknya pas udah duduk di kereta dan tante saya bilang,

Dia (sambil nunjuk anaknya) ngga berenti bilang ‘ini baru bagus, mah, ini baru kereta bagus, ngga kaya dulu kita pergi sama kak iwan’.

Ikhlas banget rasanya bayar(in) semua pengeluaran di trip ini dengan denger komentar anak 10 tahun yang pemalu kaya gitu. Siapa bilang bahagia itu selalu dari diri sendiri?

Trip kali ini juga merupakan banyak hal pertama buat saya. Pertama kali pergi tanpa Pak dokter, travel partner andalan, pertama kali pergi tanpa bawa SATU PUN makanan berat favorit Langit (yang ini bener-bener agak nekat), dan pertama juga pergi dengan ninggalin toilet seat Langit di rumah. Ini seperti tes drive traveling ke level yang lebih tinggi. Sekali lagi, buat yang males kaya saya, pergi tanpa tiga hal tersebut itu sesuatu sekali.

Bismillah. Semoga semua dilancarkan dan kenyataan bisa mendekati harapan dan senantiasa dilimpahi kesabaran. Amin.

00:58, Taksaka 54 yang super dingin dan bikin ngga bisa tidur.

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Travel Babble : A Warm Welcome

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I am writing this from 32sqm room in Tanah Bumbu Regency where the doctor will spend a year of compulsory service.

The battle between joined and sent him off first to this place was tough. Days in last week spent by non-stop googling about the ticket price, calculating benefit and risk, lots of conversation happened between head and heart. After long and hard battle inside, finding the best possible route with the least cost,two tickets bought just two days before the departure.

My travel history had never been this nekat. The tickets price might be quite scary for the saving, but regret of not buying them would surely be greater than the pain of paying them.

Unlike the other trips that had been meticulously planned, this one was almost zero, not because it’s a domestic one but more to limitation of information we got in our hand.

There things that are unggogleable no matter how hard you search for them. The only thing to do is just come and see, then let’s see what we can do about them on the spot.

This trip will be another huge challenge for me because I will travel back to home with the little girl only two of us. Two flights, if one doesn’t sound challenging enough. During traveling, I am so dependable with the doctor. He has more patience in dealing with this girl than me. As a lazy person, it takes something really important until I dare to take the risk to do this kind of thing.

I have my number one pray whenever we go places. For us to meet the kind ones to help whenever we are in need. So far, the prays always answered until the least important thing. Paris, London, Manchester, Liverpool, Tokyo, the trips were greatly enjoyable because of those strangers kindness that we could never payback. This Tanah Bumbu trip turned out to be the same.

We booked differently because the doctor didn’t need the return flight. So when we checked in we turned out to have separate seats. Seven rows differences. I had the thought in my mind to ask for switching the seat with the other person so the doctor could sit with us together.

We happened to seat with a man at the same age with my father, maybe, and when he saw we sat in different row, it didn’t take him long to walk to the back of the plane and asked the doctor if he would like to sit with us. That was very kind of him. I didn’t even say any words about switching the seat.

Arrived in Tanah Bumbu we drove with a fellow obgyn doctor. After some talk and believe it or not, in spite of his thick javanese accent, he is a Gorontalonese. You can meet javanese everywhere, padangnese is also pretty common, but it’s a very very rare chance to meet a Gorontalonese in the land of nowhere. I destined to met one here. In this tight schedule trip.

Another one that makes me shivering more, among thousands of remote areas in this country, this land of my dad’s birth land chosen, more spesifically it was where my late grandma’s spent her childhood.

Never, a single path of life, is a mere coincidence. Every thing happens for a reason.

No matter how overrated people think traveling is, but it’s never for me. I had my very first real traveling back in 1993, and its impact was greater and longer beyond a mere going to new places and showing it to others. It developed many things inside of me that I believe they were something that only could be done and got from traveling.

Traveling is always an eye opener to new things that we don’t know and to learn something new is only exciting by seeing something in other places than our comfort zone.

I don’t remember if London and Tokyo made this much babble within seven days of traveling. Tanah Bumbu made it this much only within few hours of arriving.

In spite of the nice words written above, the mess of having long distance marriage is waiting ahead.

Be kind, please, Life.

I am really looking forward to April….

2019.

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A New Adventure Begins

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Safely finished five years of residency was surely one of the biggest blessings in this marriage jungle. Far from easy, shitty and stormy, yet, we made it to the end.

Some decent jobs in good places had been offered and one had been gladly accepted. Another blessing that no time needed to apply here and there, waiting for interviews, etc. Even the salary has been paid right after the interview. To call it a mere blessing is such an underrated word. We are extremely grateful for this.

The end of an adventure is always a door to the new one. Right after residency, the health ministry released a new policy : Compulsory service for five major specialist doctor to go to some remote area all over the country for a year.

WKDS is destined to be our new adventure. The waiting was pretty torturing and took some dramas. Some offered that too good to be true once made but then, if it’s too good to be true then it doesn’t exist. Prayer had been made to ask the best place appointed.

The announcement was out before we departed to Tokyo. A small regency in South Borneo become our destination. A small city with 30 minutes flight from Banjarmasin, the native land of my father. Maybe it’s so right to say we will always be back to our root. Among thousands of cities in Indonesia, my half hometown is destined for us.

Unlike previous traveling that planned thoroughly and had enough time to make preparations, this one is really stressful and high tension. Ticket had been booked just 2-3 days before departure, price was far from cheap, and it took two flights to arrive at the city. We’re pretty lucky because there is a flight with small plane so we don’t have to ride hours of trip by car.

Commuter and long distance marriage mode is on. It is not the first time we’ve dealt with this, yet, it doesn’t make it feel easier. I survived those endless shift schedules for five years, yet knowing it would take months until another meeting is truly scary for me. Hoping my patience will cooperate well this time.

I love traveling to new places. But this one is quite different. Who knows what one full year could bring? It scares me a lot.

But then, like every previous steps taken and destined for us, the helping hands were always there. Surely know that we’re never being left alone. What had been appointed is always the best plan more than we could expect.

So, the utmost trust placed to the One whose hold all affair and decision. May this new adventure brings lots of new learnings, bigger blessings, and we’ll be back safely after a year.

Amin.

To Tanah Bumbu we go!

Bismillah.

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A Best Friend Called Anxiety

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Entering the third month of this year, anxiety has been accompanying me a lot. Lots of worries about many things. One solved, another one came and so on.

Residency officially ended in the end of February. Another title behind the doctor’s name is a result of a long, hard, shitty, and rocky journey for the family. Having it ended safely and well is nothing but Allah’s mercy. Waiting for announcement for a year of WKDS is one of current biggest anxieties.

Easily being anxious over something is good and bad at the same time. The good part is detailed preparations in dealing with everything is a must for me. I’ll go until the deepest root if possible. Being certain until there’s no point missing and even if there’s one or two, it’s really beyond my control.

The bad part is most of the time, things don’t go worse than what I thought. ‘Don’t Worry, Be Happy’ is not applicable for me. There’s no real happiness without proper amount of worriness.

Having lots of plans means more anxieties. But, don’t you know that having NO PLAN gives more of that feeling? It feels like you don’t have any directions where to go next, you don’t know where you’re heading to, and worse you don’t know where you will end up.

No matter how anxious it is to wait for and expecting something, it’s still better than having nothing to be waited for. Thus, “go with the flow” surely doesn’t work with me. I have to participate in deciding where the flow will go.

So, it seems being friends with anxiety is unavoidable. Quoting from Paulo Coelho :

Anxiety was born in the very same moment as mankind.

And since we will never be able to master it, we will have to learn to live with it – just as we have learned to live with storm

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Luckily, behind the biggest anxiety, I believe a greater power is there. The One who will take care the end result according to what fits and suits us the most.

Never alone and will never be left alone.

Breathe in, breathe out.

Keep going.

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2017

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Several big things marked this year as a turning point year. To call this year exciting, yes, it has been a full of new adventure one.

On Motherhood

Two big milestones achieved within few months differences. Toilet training has been unlocked since the beginning of the year. Not smooth but turned out easier than I thought it would be. First day was the hardest. The rest were manageable.

The second is weaning without night terror! Langit turned three last November and she gradually stopped being breastfed days before her birthday. After so many articles about ways of  weaning, reading and hearing from here and there, weaning is about a readiness. That would be different from one mother to another. I knew very well I wasn’t ready for weaning when she turned two. Thus, breastfeeding kept going until she turned three. Then, it just happened quite smoothly. She just stopped looking for it while the mantra had been continously repeated.

Two big milestones as a mother (and for the baby of course) checked this year. Alhamdulillah.
School starts rolling in progress. We have done a trial once to a school which we think suits her well. She nailed to survive three hours alone without any dramas. We even left her for the last an hour.

But, everything is still being considered. We have another concern about her schooling and it hasn’t been clearly decided well.

On Family

The biggest loss this year happened in February when my grandma passed away. A precious chance given to be able to accompanied her on her last breath while whispering tahlil on her ear. 

A family trip across the continent happened in April. The very first time arranging a trip to the very least details because of my father. Such a great learning from budgeting, planning, and executing it. UK trip to three cities was one of this year highlights. After having An autumn in Paris, Spring in London and made the doctor set his feet on the sacred Anfield stadium was one of the best things happened this year.

Checking one of each other’s biggest dreams unlocked.

On Relationship and Personal Growth

Entering the sixth year, marriage is surely not on my most favorite list, but just like those thirteen years of piano lesson, if I were given a chance to go back, I would take the same path, with the same person. For better or worse, whatever happen in the future, no regret for this one.

This year, the relationship grows bigger than we expect. Starting from a high school-english course friends, went through lots of things before the marriage, a married couple, then we become a bussiness partner this year.

Started from a very serious pillow talk, executing plans one by one, from July to August, we bravely started one of our personal big dreams together : running our own bussiness. It’s been only several months and we keep fighting to survive. 

Running a bussiness is very far from cool, it’s a headache and sometimes I feel like resigning and give up. Through this one, I learn to tame my own fear, to face things that I prefer avoiding before, to deal with many people, to solve problems that I would never think of before, to get my ass off from my comfortable couch and do more things other than watching korean dramas, to spend and to borrow some big amount of money beyond my narrow-minded calculations, betting on this one to be succeed. 
I really hope for more strength to survive in this jungle next year.
On Residency

I am not really sure where to put residency since it wasn’t my own thing. But then, residency is never a one man show. A long hard tough and rocky residency finally meets its end this year, to be precise, this month. It started on December 2012 and met its end on the very same month five years later. Graduation is only few months away.

Alhamdulillah, alhamdulillah, alhamdulillah.

The plans after this one are still on progress while keep asking for the best thing to be appointed for us. Wherever, whatever and whenever it will be.

A closing 

Since 2012, heading to a new year feels pretty anxious. Not knowing what the future holds, and having one or two big plans also scare me knowing it would have come with some twists too. What secures me is only by knowing there is a much bigger strength that would keep me save from any harm that I couldn’t handle, as long as I believe and don’t give up.

Wishing for another new year blessed with more patience and strength

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Thirty Six Months

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The end of breastfeeding journey.

The era of school is soon getting cool has come.

I wish nothing but your well-being to live your life until the time appointed, little girl. I won’t be forever present for you, but I hope the time when my presence exists, it matters a lot until it could cover the time during my absence.

Stay healthy and be forever happy, little girl.

An ‘I love you’ is too underrated to express how big the feeling I feel for you.

Happiest birthday to you.

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Balance is A Myth

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Few last months, working schedule has been a lot more hectic and juggling here and there is absolutely unavoidable. Adding another responsibility in the schedule makes other things should be put aside, like my favorite activity watching k-dramas.

In others’ glasses, I looked like having an ideal life by having my own work that I love doing it with flexible schedules (few hours for three days in a week), running a bussiness, taking care the little girl almost alone ( with the help of a half-day helper), taking care three men and house affairs, doing regular exercise, having days off on weekdays, and sufficient income to pay the bills.

I am counting my blessings above.

Now, let’s go to the other side.

With so many things in my hand, I should wake up very early in the morning than before and sleep later than I used to be. Working in the morning till mid-day, going home first to feed the little girl and flying again to another work. 

For few these months, every day in a whole week is a working day from morning till afternoon. As a newbie, running a bussiness feels like having endless working hours, dealing with customers, feeling anxiety about sales, finding solutions to any existing problems, keep thinking any possible ways to survive, and many more. It’s been ages since lazy weekend is available.

The consequences of such schedule, being tired once I got home is unavoidable and the little girl often has to pay for it. Compromising with her lunch since I have been too tired to feed her (a proper meal), allowing her to watch Gummy Bear more than the limit (what can I do?), or refusing to read her a book since I was too sleepy or I just wanted to lie down while scrolling my twitter timeline. I often compromised with her stuff but rarely did it to mine.

Even right now, while writing this, I am neglecting her main course breakfast, putting aside washing her meals utensils, and tidying up the breakfast table and other things that should be done now instead of typing this babbling just because I really want to write.

So, actually, when some people asked me how I got the balance between works and motherhood, I sneered and answered,

“Who said it was balance? It’s a mess,”

You can’t be very good in everything that you do alone all at once. Something must have been compromised for other things. When you can do things freely and leisurely outside then you must have someone to take care the house stuff and the kids at home. There’s no possible way to do everything on your own. When you spent more time outside dealing with works, it’s impossible to have the exact same amount to spend with the kids.

Quality over quantity? Hm.. I don’t think so.

I won’t write any excuses here and everything written above is purely pointed to my own nose. Everytime I feel so tired and like quitting these all, I remembered my mother. How she had been juggling harder, dealing with three little children, took turn with my father working in the evening after all day long taking care the house stuff, more she cooked everything alone from the very scratch.

I wondered how she could be still sane. Taking care one child even feels more than enough for me and fiuh, cooking is not my happy playground.

When I refered to her, balance seems to be real and exist, until I remembered how hard it had been to be her daughter, hahaha.

But, those hardships she had been given to me brought more advantages in the future than I could think of. I am forever grateful to her. Thus, I really want to keep up with her standard. She was surely neglecting some of our stuffs, she surely had her own regret, but she was never being ignorant and a quitter. Those are two things that I have too, gladly.

Knowing it’s been hard and even will be harder, quitting any of them is not an option unless if I really have to. It’s a better time management that should be done when you’re having more responsibilities, not omit one existed when you have a newer one.

Although an ideal balance is pretty impossible to achieve, being certain and believe these things are worth fighting for is enough to keep going. No greatness and grand result achieved by doing nothing. 

So, let’s keep going with such mess, shall we?

Have a nice day!