Kalau bukan Allah yang mendatangkan saya mimpi untuk bertemu dokter Sucitro,
kalau bukan Allah yang membuat saya berjodoh untuk bekerja dengan beliau,
Kalau bukan Allah yang menggerakkan Billy untuk berobat di klinik dokter Sucitro,
Kalau bukan Allah yang menggerakkan dokter Sucitro untuk menjodoh-jodohkan saya dengan Billy,
Kalau bukan Allah yang menimbulkan kemauan di hati Billy untuk mencari saya lebih jauh,
Kalau bukan Allah yang memudahkan urusan saya dan Billy hingga kami berjodoh...
Tentu tidak akan pernah ada Muhammad Hamizan Hafidz.
Than you so much Billy Sunyoto and Muhammad Hamizan Hafidz, I find Allah's greatest bless in you which makes me love Allah even more. I love you boys just a little less then to Allah and prophet.
Subhanallah, alhamdulillah! :_)
(On a chill night in Bogor, 16 Feb' 11 20:31:36)
Wednesday, February 16, 2011
Friday, February 4, 2011
Memory From 1989
Thanx to my cousin who has shared this picture on blackberry to us :)
It's a picture of my family in Paris on 1989. It was my sister's birthday but I'm not sure which, though I do remember what was the present :) A Barbi's Ferrari car and the Barbie it self. It was a difficult time for us at school because we were new comers from abroad and we couldn't even understand their language. So our parents spoiled us with those toys so we wouldn't ask them to go back home to Indonesia hehehe...
Looking at that picture, I'm amaze with how pretty my mom is. Not to forget how she managed to take care of us three by her self. Back at those time my dad used to work at Peau for 2 weeks in every month. So she was really by her self then, abroad, no relative around but in million miles away. How super she was... and is! :)
Tuesday, February 1, 2011
Motherhood VS Sophisticated Life
Hello 2011! I seemed like haven't blog for a year, my last post was on 2010. :)
I've been busy. Not kind of file-ing busy, or full-patients-schedule busy, or making-paper busy... but kind that being-mom-and-housewife busy! It has been two months since I fired my maid. We end up couldn't get along each other, and I think I payed her too much for so little work she did so "je l'avait mis a la porte" (I hope I type it correctly).
Apparently doing all home work by my self wasn't that horror, well at least I still have my child's baby sitter who is willing to help me to do some works (thank God). But of course having a baby wont give me a lot of chance to have some me-times. FYI the last time I went to salon was 7 months a go when Izan was still 3 mo and my hair fallen massively till I got so scared to get bald haha.. And the last time I did facial was.... err... uhm... cant even remember! Maybe it was even before I got pregnant cause I didn't want to have any contact with those chemical beauty things while pregnant. I've been drooling for facial treatment but thinking to bring a long my baby there while queuing for a treatment and then he has to wait for more hours while they're working on my face.... uhm I think I'll postpone it for a lil more while!
Actually, I know exactly that THAT is my problem. I really cant see my self leaving my lil champ too long. I wouldn't be relax! Tons of worries will buzz my mind. And there will be a mono conversation in mind like:
"What if he's thirsty and wants to breastfeed?",
"Nah, no worry! I've storage milks which make our fridge almost full. He's fine",
"But what if he's not comfortable and then he needs me? He'll cry like a crow!!!!",
"But his baby sitter can handle him",
"Yea but she's not his mom!!!! He needs me me me... the mother! Go back home now!!!!!"
That's why I don't get comfortable when I got too much patients at work and always hoping for not to get any patient at all on the day I should go practice (though I only practice twice a week, 4 hours each and even on call :p). Although for some chances I kinda miss working for real: being busy outside the house at sophisticated place, five days a week, nine to five, nice payment, seeing people, socializing...etc. Sometimes I envy my friends with their sophisticated life, who are able to keep working even after having baby. Well, "chaqu'un sa droit"!
Well, those stuff can wait. Even though I'm might not a kind of mom who'd say "I want to see my baby's first step, hear his first word, etc"... I don't really care for those first things he does. But I want to make sure that my child gets enough care and love. I want to make sure that I'm raising an Einstein, a would-be gentleman, a gonna-be hafidz, even if possible a superhuman to be. hehehe...
I know I'm not suppose to put expectation on my child, I'm trying not to. But what I can do is to raise him as how I want him to be, disregarding what kind of person he will be. My part is to teach and to lead him, one day when he's on his own feet he will walk his own path. Then he can be whatever person he wants. Thus, my fancy dreams of so-called-sophisticated-life not worth this would-be superhuman I'm trying to raise! :)
I've been busy. Not kind of file-ing busy, or full-patients-schedule busy, or making-paper busy... but kind that being-mom-and-housewife busy! It has been two months since I fired my maid. We end up couldn't get along each other, and I think I payed her too much for so little work she did so "je l'avait mis a la porte" (I hope I type it correctly).
Apparently doing all home work by my self wasn't that horror, well at least I still have my child's baby sitter who is willing to help me to do some works (thank God). But of course having a baby wont give me a lot of chance to have some me-times. FYI the last time I went to salon was 7 months a go when Izan was still 3 mo and my hair fallen massively till I got so scared to get bald haha.. And the last time I did facial was.... err... uhm... cant even remember! Maybe it was even before I got pregnant cause I didn't want to have any contact with those chemical beauty things while pregnant. I've been drooling for facial treatment but thinking to bring a long my baby there while queuing for a treatment and then he has to wait for more hours while they're working on my face.... uhm I think I'll postpone it for a lil more while!
Actually, I know exactly that THAT is my problem. I really cant see my self leaving my lil champ too long. I wouldn't be relax! Tons of worries will buzz my mind. And there will be a mono conversation in mind like:
"What if he's thirsty and wants to breastfeed?",
"Nah, no worry! I've storage milks which make our fridge almost full. He's fine",
"But what if he's not comfortable and then he needs me? He'll cry like a crow!!!!",
"But his baby sitter can handle him",
"Yea but she's not his mom!!!! He needs me me me... the mother! Go back home now!!!!!"
That's why I don't get comfortable when I got too much patients at work and always hoping for not to get any patient at all on the day I should go practice (though I only practice twice a week, 4 hours each and even on call :p). Although for some chances I kinda miss working for real: being busy outside the house at sophisticated place, five days a week, nine to five, nice payment, seeing people, socializing...etc. Sometimes I envy my friends with their sophisticated life, who are able to keep working even after having baby. Well, "chaqu'un sa droit"!
Well, those stuff can wait. Even though I'm might not a kind of mom who'd say "I want to see my baby's first step, hear his first word, etc"... I don't really care for those first things he does. But I want to make sure that my child gets enough care and love. I want to make sure that I'm raising an Einstein, a would-be gentleman, a gonna-be hafidz, even if possible a superhuman to be. hehehe...
I know I'm not suppose to put expectation on my child, I'm trying not to. But what I can do is to raise him as how I want him to be, disregarding what kind of person he will be. My part is to teach and to lead him, one day when he's on his own feet he will walk his own path. Then he can be whatever person he wants. Thus, my fancy dreams of so-called-sophisticated-life not worth this would-be superhuman I'm trying to raise! :)
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