ind190's posterous http://ind190.posterous.com Most recent posts at ind190's posterous posterous.com Tue, 16 Aug 2011 22:53:00 -0700 Cinta Itu Adalah ... http://ind190.posterous.com/65985881 http://ind190.posterous.com/65985881 17 Agustus 2011 Cinta Itu Adalah ... Bersedia membaca 3 atau 5 atau lebih buku cerita untuk si kecil sebelum tidur, selelah apapun rasa ... seberat apapun mata. Tidak memesan makanan untuk diri sendiri di restoran, karena tahu si kecil mungkin tidak akan bisa menghabiskan makanan pesanannya ... Walaupun makanan si kecil tidak menggugah selera. Sibuk mengurus barang-barang bawaan anak dan suami saat akan bepergian, sampai kemudian tersadar bahwa kacamata sendiri malah tertinggal ... Tua di jalan, mengarungi kemacetan, demi mengantar anak-anak playdate di tempat yang berbeda-beda. Bertahan dalam basa-basi 2 jam pesta ulangtahun teman si kecil, meskipun sudah tidak tahu harus berbasa-basi apa lagi dengan para orangtuanya dan merasa banyak hal lain yang lebih berguna untuk dilakukan. And every parents in that party feels exactly the same! Menambah binatang peliharaan di rumah, walaupun tahu pasti akan menjadi orang yang bertugas membersihkan kandang-kandangnya. Afirmasi diri: memiliki binatang peliharaan itu akan memberikan dampak positif bagi kematangan emosional dan tanggungjawab anak. Iya kan? Bener kan? Menyempatkan diri menelpon ke rumah di tengah-tengah rapat penting untuk memastikan si kecil meminum jusnya. Tunggu, ini cinta atau ga penting? Bangun pagi di satu-satunya kesempatan bangun siang untuk menemani si kecil yang ingin naik sepeda keliling kompleks. Tidak jadi membeli sepatu karena tiba-tiba sadar kalau baju-baju si kecil sudah banyak yang kekecilan ... Rela membiarkan kamar tidur menjadi berantakan karena anak-anak senang bermain di kamar mama-papanya. Enjoy it, while they still love to be around us. Berusaha menahan mulut saat ada pengendara motor yang ugal-ugalan di jalan. Mengalahkan ketakutan pada laut dengan sok berani naik perahu bersama anak-anak saat liburan. Isn't the sea adorable, boys? Isnt't it fun??? *pingsan* Membiarkan si kecil dengan kreatifitasnya, walaupun tahu bahwa ada cara lain yang lebih baik unttuk membuat pesawat dari kertas. Menunjukkan kagum luar biasa, sembari setengah mati berusaha memahami gambar yang dibuat si kecil. Tidak lagi merasakan kelelahan, kemarahan, kekecewaan, saat melihat mereka yang tercinta sedang tertidur pulas. Yang ada hanya kedamaian,

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Tue, 09 Aug 2011 19:37:00 -0700 Do It With Your Heart http://ind190.posterous.com/do-it-with-your-heart http://ind190.posterous.com/do-it-with-your-heart

I always think that massaging is very difficult. It needs special talent and a wide knowledge of human anatomy. Just like cooking, I deeply believe that not everybody has chemistry with the kitchen. Can you imagine, knowing how much salt or vinegar you should put into a bowl of veggies, it is just not a simple thing to do. Recipes tell a lot, but how does the book of cook know how big your fingers are, how much "some" means for you and for my mom. That is why I appreciate cook books with more specific details on the ingredients, such as 1 spoonful of vanilla essence, or 1/4 cup of olive oil. They help an amateur like me a lot. Back to the massaging thing ... This is even more difficult, even to follow instructions. How on earth I could possibly know the place I should press gently? A point between the third and forth neck bone or somewhere between upper and middle waist; it is like no where in a world map. Not to mention the direct reaction from the person I am massaging. Most of the time, massage gives only two result to the recipient: relaxing and hurting; never in the middle. And it destroys my self concept when my recipient screams for my massage. So far I have only massaged my kids and their reactions always boost my confidence. My hands can cover their body and I don't need to use too much energy ... I just do it spontaneously like bathing them or preparing them dinner. I massage them lightly, wholeheartedly, chat with them and listen where they want me to put my hand. So far, there is no complaint, and they keep ask me to massage them after an exhausted swimming session or long road trip. Then I realize, I don't need the 'skills' to be able to be a massager for my kids. I need only my capability to love. My love guides my hands to go all over their body, make them relax, and keep away their tiredness. And most likely, it is not my expertise in massaging that relax their tired muscles, it is my love. They feel my love running through my palm and fingers. They don't care which point at their back or their thighs that actually need to be pressed. They just enjoy the touch and the moment. The same thing works for my husband. I have always failed massaging him because I think (this is my mind speaking) that I don't have enough strength to relax his tight muscles. My mind keeps saying that I can't press the point strong enough, that the real massager will help him better (meaning that my husband needs to wait until the day after), while maybe what he needs is my willingness to make him feel better. Again, the universe shows me different ways to love ...

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Wed, 27 Jul 2011 18:09:00 -0700 The Juggler http://ind190.posterous.com/the-juggler http://ind190.posterous.com/the-juggler Juggling is my middle name. No matter how much I try to manage my time doing everything, I still feel like I'm running here and there ineffectively. It' s like my mind never stops thinking about what should I do next. This is done, now that, after that then this, and ups, almost forget that one and so on ... Yes off course, no one stops thinking until they stop breathing, but there are times I feel like I do not think at all, or I wish I don't. Sometimes the things running in my head are simple daily activities, like signing my eldest's fieldtrip permission form, groceries list, texting my maid asking her to buy food for my sons' hamsters, going to the bank, and drop off the laundry. It also can be usual routine at the office: signing letters, weekly reporting to my boss, meeting clients. But there are times that routines are no longer easy and become roller coaster. Does not mean that things go wrong or I fail to comply ... It's just not right ...Chaos ... Back to back meeting while my youngest is sick and lying down in the first aid room, waiting for me to pick him up; or realize that I left my adaptor at home while I need it for presentation; or could not get through my mom while I need her to take care of my sons because of my meeting is extended and my husband is still with clients. These are the times that I wish, I really wish, to be able to drop all, ignore, and sleep. Yes , sleep :) The chaos doesn't happen everyday, well, only most of the days in a week. Sometimes it happens only several hours in a day. Don't take this wrong, I have my relax time also, when I can sit down on my chair, having a cup of coffee and take a look on some budget reports calmly (yeah, right!). I also enjoy some longer lunch time with my colleagues, which is quite rare. Or a short and sweet BBM chat with my husband once in a while, such a recharging break. Then I feel ready for the next chaos episode. Chaos do happen. At that time you feel like a juggler, performing with a circus for hundreds of people. Lights on you, people are watching you juggle some balls altogether, holding their breath ... They are waiting for you to drop one ball and cry ... Sometime one ball fall down, but it is not the end of the universe. You can always pick it up and juggle again and everybody cheers. I have an iPad, a laptop, and a blackberry that help me juggling with my work and schedules and my roles as a wife and working mother. But the thing that rescue me from an exhausting day is a small notebook. A real notebook, with papers. There I put all my list of things to do and at the end of the day I checked those I have done. I check or cross the completed assignments or tasks with colorful markers. Sometimes I even write down DONE, bold, underlined, and with exclamation mark. Doing it gives me a happy feeling. Simply happy. And happiness gives you strenght for the next day. And I love walking into the stage, juggling happily.

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