Last month marked 2 years of being married to my wonderful husband and I am so thankful to be his wife. Our first 2 years of marriage was interesting and challenging. Marriage brought out our best strengths and weaknesses.
It doesn’t matter whether you dated 3 weeks or 7 years before getting married, your spouse will constantly surprise you with something new.
So here’s a little breakdown of what I’ve learned so far. Continue reading
Ok, so this blog comes a little late. I’m now 13 weeks and 2 days pregnant, meaning I’m well into my second trimester. That’s right guys!!! I’m pregnant! I can’t even tell you how relieved I am just share this news with all of you. I don’t know if you noticed over the past few months, but I kept talking on Instagram story.
So today, I thought I’d share an honest little recap of what my first trimester was like.
It took us almost 2 years to get pregnant and stay pregnant. Typing it out right now, that number doesn’t seem very long. I mean, most chapters of life—whether school-related, professional or personal—last longer than that. And I know that many couples battle to get pregnant for years and years and years, and a number like 2 might be laughable to them.
But I will say that those years were the longest of my life. We started out how most couples start out: “not not trying.” And when nothing happened, we started “trying trying.” You know: taking vitamins, altering lifestyles, etc. And when nothing came from that, we kind of just floated along, too scared to take the next step.
The darkest part of the journey, though, was my miscarriage last year. Continue reading
Life is crazy, y’all.
Almost every time that I talk to someone, the conversation goes something like this-
“Hey! How are you?”
The fact that I haven’t posted here in 22 days is enough to tell you that life is starting to swallow me a bit.
I feel like I haven’t been super active here in the blogging world lately, and although you may know a bit about what I’ve been up to lately if you follow me on Twitter or Instagram (there’s some shameless self-promo for ya), I thought that I’d do a little wrap-up here on the blog of what life’s been looking like lately. ♥
Today I just wanted to write about work and some essential down time. I absolutely love my job, but technically it falls under the ‘maintenance and assurance’ sector for the telecommunication company and well, we all know that means our busiest sector and I feel like I spend all my time at work but this means it’s even more important for me to make some time for myself.
I work at least 51 hours a week, so obviously for me, I will never find balance in terms of hours spent, but that’s a common problem, so for me it’s more about how I’m feeling and what makes me happy. I’m so lucky that I enjoy what I do, not everyone has that luxury, but having some time to unwind is key to keeping myself sane. Continue reading
Here I am, writing something I never thought I would have to, feeling something I never thought I would feel. Now, I look back on this day with such bittersweet feelings.
No one ever talks about miscarriages. I had no idea how many of my friends had been through this, until it happened to me.
I recently kept the three positive pregnancy tests that had gazed at me each morning for the past six weeks. I don’t know why I didn’t throw them out sooner. Maybe it’s because they were a reminder to me that I was able to get pregnant. Maybe I just wasn’t able to let go of the reminder that I once was. Continue reading
4 days ago I turned 27 years old. CRAP. I am old. I am officially in my upper-mid-20s. Not my upper 20s. There is a difference, darn it. I am now far closer to 30 than I am to 21. (Major sad face).
I took a bit of a social media break whilst I was away, choosing to enjoy spending time with family rather than obsessing over what was happening on social media. I find it all too easy to become overwhelmed by what everyone else is doing, how they seem to be training more, having more fun, be happier, have more travel experiences etc.
I believe that with every birthday, you have the chance to start over again. You can make it your own ‘new year’, so this year I’ll be focusing on enjoying the things I have, working on the things that are important to me and cultivating my relationships. I’m not where I thought I’d be at this age, but where I am is pretty darn good. I feel happy to be making a career change to do something I feel really passionate about, and I love having this little blog to chat with you guys. I’ve got some big decisions to make new project. I want to be an entrepreneur! If there’s anything this current situation has taught me, it’s that If I can make money my own entrepreneurial way, I will never be unemployed, and some plans to lay down. Wish me luck! Continue reading
So many conversations that I have been part of have involved fishing, and in little ways, the rebel in me started to resent it a little. I was unprepared for how choppy the water was and as the boat rocked back and forth with each passing wave, I felt both exhilarated and dizzy.
I didn’t want to add to the count of newbies that venture off for their first trip and spend half the time hurling their breakfast into the sea or hunched in a corner wishing they had stayed on dry land. To ease into it, I shut my eyes and quickly counted numbers out of order because it is hard for the brain to panic while doing so, and that seemed to work perfectly fine in keeping seasickness at bay. Later, Iting explained that another trick was to shut one eye and look out onto the horizon, something to do with the reason pirates stereotypically have an eye patch. You could even take certain medication to help your stomach hold firm. Continue reading
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A couple months ago, I challenged myself about making more time for ourselves and the activities we enjoy. I realized how our own happiness is essential if we want to adequately care for our spouse, our homes, our careers, etc. We can’t neglect our own needs, passions, hobbies, and favorite pastimes for too long; otherwise we’ll become tired, grumpy, cynical, and even physically ill.
Can anyone relate?
For examples, we can make more time for ourselves, do more of the things we enjoy, and (as a result) live happier, more fulfilling lives.
Shopping for an afternoon sounds like pure torture, going to a busy restaurant or coffee shop to pay 5 times more for something that I could make in the comfort of my own home just seems like a waste of time and money.
Yes, I realize how insane this might sound to some (many) of you; but the idea of going on a weekend retreat or a coffee date just to “get away” sounds insane to me. What do I want to “get away” from? I LOVE being home!
Why I rarely ever feel the need for traditional forms of “me time” (especially since I got married!)
What I realized is that I actually DO enjoy “me time”… but my “me time” is often spent on everyday tasks that so many others want to get away from. Continue reading
I had never traveled in a train. My first train journey was from Surabaya to Semarang. I was so thrilled and waited eagerly for the day to come. I was expecting it to be one of the memorable days in my life. It was 4th March, 2017. It was a wonderful trip with my husband. Our train was scheduled to depart by 20:00 p.m. As soon as the train came into the platform, the passengers rushed to get into the train. With a little of difficulty we could find our seats and placed our bag. All of us were seated in the same compartment. I was so excited. It was a great experience for me. A thrill of excitement ran through my veins.
I sat by the window and looked at the passing scenery. By the time the train started for Semarang, I was busy observing the scenic beauty of East Java. Numerous roads, huge factories, busy towns and numerous stations. We didn’t realize how quickly time had passed.
Though it was a long, tiring 3,5 hours train journey, but it was really a memorable experience for me. There is romance in train travel—the rhythm of a train moving over the tracks, that rocking movement, the muffled noises of the world outside. There is the deep history of steel laid over prairie grass, bridges built, towns made and destroyed. There are stories of other journeys along the tracks, both dramatic and mundane. Continue reading
I can remember every moment of the day I first started wearing hijab . I can remember waking up early because I couldn’t contain the excitement I felt. I can remember the exact shade of my hijab fabric, and the way it felt tighter than I had expected. I can remember my husband’s smile, and the length of my parent’s hug. I can remember the way my husband asked me one last time if I was sure this was what I wanted. I can remember the conviction of my answer. And, of course, I can also remember the fear.
I always want to do it. Since many many years ago, I already have that feelings. But being a sport-lover, there are always millions and thousands excuses and reasons to block my intention to wear hijab. But deep inside my heart, I want to do it! Continue reading