the good thing of a part timer mother is the combination of both. and the good thing of a part timer mother without helper is the chance to get the most of it.
:menghibur diri sendiri mode on:
got so many things to say actually.
from the good ones. have handed the highchair! graco tea time sprint it is . have established the box! graco pack n' play it is, even with a better pattern and color, thanks to papa for going hunting in itc just like a mad mom =D then its worth every penny.
and both are worked out! it's a definite worked for the highchair, that it suceeds shaka's crave while blw-ing, and he also already got used to be in it while spoonfeeding. and the box did a good job of my main aim, to secure, a safe sanctuary. but not yet his favorite spot to sleep though. but its kinda figured. i'll just wait.
so many new milestones also come from those good ones. uh... i actually want to make it clearer and more detailed... but if i didn't drill it now, im afraid i'll lose it.
my baby is now crawling, half climbing, babbling (sedikit curiga dua kata pertamanya adalah 'udah' dan 'nggak' ...because he seems mentions it a lot, and oftenly came out in such suitable moments). he has found his penis, and cant stop grabbing it harshly. he also has found his mother-toes, and got tasted it too =p
he's also already got used to poo in his potty, or else (i guess) he won't do it satisfactorily. and papaya really do a big great job for it. its his favorite fruit, and so is his must-fruit. since then i dont know is it his poo smelled like papaya, or the papaya which smelled like his poo. so if you ask me about papaya, well, we have an ultimate love-hate relationship =p
he's in love with playing hide and seek, and sometimes like waiting to be surprised or be tickled. and when hes doing that, his eyes won't stop brightly staring and his mouth won't closed. i like it seeing him like a happy life-enjoyer.
the other good things are his wet kisses and his grinny giggles. now it seems like he knows how he made me feel. i gotta be careful. but so far he doing good. like patiently waiting me wake up in the morning by quietly playing by himself, or like this afternoon, calmly accompanying me watching dvd with his dinner on the queue. ha! =D such a nice boy of mine.
then comes the bad ones. the series that flashed in my head few days ago. the spoiled phase of 7mos boy - 2nd time teething - new schedules of foods introduction - out of helper - my classes almost come to its midterm - schedule change of my pick-up person - its ramadhan, means near to lebaran, means near to 1st time travel with shaka, and his solid food, and either heavy or wide demand of rutinity, and also on the contrary, his making of dramatic reactions and movements.
i was kinda fed up back then.what a solid cranky series... it just that now i kinda got the key, so that i could still and hopefully will be able to rule the house. i gotta be showered at least once a day. really, now is the time when shower felt like a luxury. my ultimate recharge moment.
and afterall, i feel blessed having my days off like these 2 days. it really paid off. these are such days that boost me better into monday, such another working day. it just... it'll be even better if i could have more time to preview my lesson plan and prepare my teaching aids.... blah. i will work on it. soon i will got it work. trust me. (yea, im a bit obsessed with mothers without helpers in abroad , so what)
well, i actually kinda like this better than before when the helper's around. being in charge for the house, fully =p its just, i gotta be realistic. for the sake of keeping my head sane, and of course, for the sake shaka's routines.
and anyway, perhaps, in some parts i dont know what, a helper is the thing that makes the good of a good working mother. and for the flaws and the rest, we just have to face it. amen.
may things got back into (a better) routines, soon.
