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Rolling Along

Having two kids – without maid – teaches me some things:

  1. You need to reprioritise your life. Dirty dishes can wait. Wet nappies can wait. Even dusts can wait. Sometimes your baby needs to be held first, to be fed first. Then, just then, when she is settled and satisfied, you can start doing your chores.
  2. You don’t need to be perfect. Who, is able, anyhow? There are more than few times when I regret my words or deeds toward my firstborn, some were because of my own lack of patience or wisdom, or when I was hectic from having to take care of his lil sis or when I need to sweep rooms. I learned to do over. Reset. Leave those harsh and mean words, practise respect by saying gentle words.
  3. Accept the way your life rolls. Having another baby is my choice. Not having a maid is my choice as well. Both choices are guarantee of a mess. But it doesn’t need to be an awful mess. Just like I took my choices above, I can always choose my response to my daily situation. Don’t blame others. Never blame God. NEVER blame your spouse. They are your partners, you walk with them, they are with you through this.

You are tried, but you don’t have to suffer from those hardship. Keep rolling, keep believing, keep your faith. All will fall to their places one day, and soon enough you’re gonna (say that I’m crazy for saying this, but, hey) miss those old days. It is bitterly true anyway, you are closest to God when you feel pain.

ACHA ACHA FIGHTING!

 

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Hi, hello.

Just a quick update to make sure this blog stays alive.

#1 – Baby C is 4 months old already. She can roll to her tummy from her left side. Not yet rolling back, but that is no concern, of course. She still is a calm baby, although not that easily drift to sleep as she used to like 2 months ago. I’m grateful having such a calm baby, even when she is awaken by the noise of her two brothers or anything, she never gets too cranky to calm. Just a little shush-shush or snuggle in Mama’s arm is enough to make this munchkin become still again. She is such a HUGE blessing, indeed. Whenever I need to take time with her brother-sibling, she doesn’t mind. Like today, when I was scolding my firstborn, C was crying. It was her nap time. It took me about 5 minutes, and when I turned back, she was already dozing. Well she was awake when I came to her, then I nursed her to sleep. Oh, love you my timtam baby.

#2 – No, still no maid. Still going strong with tired limbs every night, though. And scattered mind. But, yeah, life can’t be perfect, right. Also, the extra 800k I used to spend for maid is pretty useful to sustain our living.

#3 – Ben is going to school next year. We took the decision when we saw how interested he is to studying academically. We realised we can’t give him a sustainable atmosphere of homeschooling, so big heartedly we opened a new option, formal school it is. Looking for a primary school in Jakarta could be exhausted, I told you. Moreover if you are ambitious parents – which thankfully we are not, I guess. We don’t need him to score perfect, we only want him to grow in a conducive atmosphere, for him to develop more. Homeschool enthusiast may break this reasoning as quick as possible, but I think this is the key: know your kid. Ben is a very social person, he would get stressed when he doesn’t meet people. This likely has caused him to have big emotion whenever we go out to meet up with friends or family. I personally truly hope a school situation would help him to overcome that big emotion of his.

#4 – Me? I haven’t got any job since two months ago T.T Miss working and miss the money OF COURSE.

#5 – We just passed our 7th anniversary. Nothing special, not even dinner outside. But who cares as long as we have each other.

Now I think I must purchase those medicated hot plaster….

Cardinia Jean

Cardinia

Berdasarkan informasi dari salah duanya situs ini dan ini, Cardinia memiliki arti “fajar”, atau “memandang matahari terbit”. “Dawn” or “look towards the rising sun” or “sunrise“, arti indah yang disematkan pada nama sebuah tempat di Melbourne, Australia ini. Berasal dari bahasa Aborigin karr-din-yarr, yang berarti memandang matahari terbit.

Kami bercita-cita punya dua anak, dan dengan inisial nama kami (A & D), kami punya keinginan lugu untuk memberi nama dengan inisial B & C kepada mereka kelak. ABCD Family. Benedict telah hadir di tengah-tengah kami hampir 6 tahun yang lalu. Dan untuk adiknya, kami pun mencari nama dengan inisial C, tentunya. Ternyata tidak mudah mencari nama berawal huruf C untuk bayi perempuan, khususnya untuk orang perfeksionis (ngakunyaaa) seperti saya. Saya ogah memilih nama yang sudah sangat common, tetapi juga tidak mau nama itu membuat orang-orang terpelintir lidah saat menyebutkannya.

Continue reading “Cardinia Jean”

Drama PRT

Akhirnya, setelah berbulan-bulan lelah dengan ketidakpastian, hari ini menjadi putusan final.

Si Mbak berhenti. Resmi. Kelar. Selesai.

Sedih ada, mengingat dia udah bantuin kita selama 5 tahun lebih. Kerjanya bagus, rajin, gak neko-neko, gak banyak cingcong. Dengan catatan beberapa bulan terakhir mulai terjadi perubahan. Well, sebenarnya sudah dimulai kurang lebih sejak 2 tahun yang lalu, ketika dia (dengan beraninya/memberanikan diri) meminjam dana sebesar 10 juta rupiah (!) untuk keperluan renovasi rumah kontrakannya. Iye, Mbak gw gitu-gitu juragan kos/kontrakan juga, lho. Continue reading “Drama PRT”

random check

Beberapa waktu lalu di Sydney International Airport, ketika hendak pulang ke Indonesia, setelah keluar dari pemeriksaan X-Ray, Mama dipanggil ke pinggir. Saya was-was dan bertanya, apakah ada masalah? Mengingat tadi di imigrasi , paspor saya & Mama juga sempat tidak lolos – katanya ada yang salah dengan sistem, jadi harus dilakukan pengecekan manual something like that. “Oh, tidak, tidak ada masalah, hanya pemeriksaan acak,” jawab si petugas. Pemeriksaan apa, tahu gak? Explosive Trace Detection, atau deteksi jejak bahan peledak (kurang lebih gitu ya)! Saya pengen ketawa campur bingung, ini acaknya bener-bener acak ya. Mama di-swab sampai 3x – karena lagi-lagi sistem komputernya error, dan hanya Tuhan yang tahu bagaimana seandainya jejak bahan eksplosif itu terdeteksi pada Mama. Tapi ya gitulah namanya di bandara, apalagi di negara orang, tentunya mereka harus superketat dalam menerapkan standar keamanan.

You can’t be too secured in this kind of thing, can you?

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Life through broken 3D glasses. Mostly harmless.