Kamis, 12 Desember 2013

(Repost) Amy's story: Adaptation

I really want to write about this after I had a little bit rough discussion with a friend who is also a mom but avoid to meet her almost 1 year old kid with mine because of the pollution. Actually I want to make the argument longer by saying things like the pollutant in Kalibata is not as thick as Tj. Priok, I believe. I mean I'm not living in an industrial area. But, I prefer saying it here rather than in her status =D

No, actually this kind of thing makes me think twice. When I try to move a little backward then I will see that my friend consideration was fit to her. I mean she is not really a Jakartans and thinks that her campus is the center of civilitation, so I guess I should understand her uncovenience of things. When she said she doesn't want to make her baby uncomfortable, I believe it was her who feel uncomfortable. hey, my brother took his 9 months baby from indonesia all the way to england in a 16 hours flight.

To be able to adapt is every parents homework for their kids. If the parents feel fine, so does the kids. Well not every adaptation runs smooth, but you can through this, together.

Me my self is a kind of person who have a kind of level of insecure. I have problems with small area n crowded people inside it. So, I prefer getting on a cab rather than getting on somebody's livina with more than 10 peeps on it. That's why I don't really like a crowded neighbourhood. So when we attended arisan at north jakarta, I prepared myself a number of drinks. Because I know, the kids won't eat a thing due to the heat, the noisy, and all the 'sumpek' things. If it is important then u should attend it, I mean you can't say: i don't want to come to ur house because it's tiny and has no airconditioner. And you will never know what to prepared untill u really doing it.

For example when the first time Malika went to Bandung, she was still 4 months old. We were using office car and then a travel car to come back home. A day later, Malika cried all the time. At that day, we realized that a baby should have a massage after having a long travel especially when she was only on my arms during the road. Did I refuse to come to Bandung? No. I still did. And finally we have a better option to go there. By train. Because Malika oftenly throw up when using a travel car. U see? Small area, lots of people. That was my problem =D.

When Malika had a baby brother it took a long time for her to adapt. Especially we were moving in to the apartment just a month later. She didn't say she doesn't like her brother nor the house, when she could hardly sleep tight untill morning. Whining all the time. But did we move back to Tebet? No. at this situation, hugs and comforted words are really helpful. Though, it took me quite a  while before realizing it.

I remember one of Oprah show's about a dwarf family. Even they have their own house, they didn't design it in their standard. They were using normal standard. The father said that the reality out there is everything is normal standard, so they need to learn it first at home. That was bold for me.

It's like when u say to your kids, don't run or you will fall. I'd rather say, run and then u will learn not to fall, hard. But that's me. Because every kids are unique, then it makes every parents are unique. Enjoy the life lessons, parents =)

(as written on my fb's note March 16th)

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