Journey of a thousand mile begins with one step

Wife, mother, friend, daughter, sister, employee, supervisor, referee, employer, seamstress, nurse, neighbor, crafter, cook, baker, ...

Those are hats that I put on when the need arises (I got some optional hats there, just because I love to torture myself, squeezing every last drop of energy)

At the moment, here are my todo list:

1. Important presentation in the office (at least important to me, for me :p)

2. Daughter 8th bday to plan (cake, goody bag, coordination)... It's coming in less than two week!!!

3. Son 6th bday to plan (Jan '14, but remember, I like to torture myself. So I am having vision of a pirate party at his kindergarten. His last bday there before primary school in '15)

4. Thousands of photos to screen and scrapbook (from 2011). Some need to be done by August because of my impulsive purchase of a photobook vouchers

5. Big relative visit beginning of August (house will contain about 15pax, a good three times of our current size. God knows how our meager 2 bathrooms can cope with this)

6. Family trips to plan

7. Teachers' Day gift to made

...

And... Of course, what a journey without unexpected hurdles along the way. The haze is coming and going (mystical air purifier is still on the wanted list on our house), the children are growing (yielding different needs each and every day. Soon we'll need to split their room I guess), school projects (seems like parents must  have unlimited 24hrs supply shop and being energizer bunnies) and ... some occasional illnesses dropping by.

All in all, I am still very much grateful of what He has granted. Each and every blessing and trial is His plan, I believe.

So, to sooth myself (and my tummy, since it seems I do snack more when I'm stressed), I keep on reminding myself, a journey of a thousand miles begins with one step... One step at a time...

Fall and run

I enjoyed watching babies. Little gutsy bundle of joy.

Stand. Fall. Step. Fall. Walk. Fall. Run. Fall. 

After every fall, little darling will get up and try again. 

Recently, I observed that quality in successful people. They have little fear of falling, of making mistake. And, most importantly, after every fall, they righted themselves up, and try again. 

With this revelation, I set my heart in nurturing the gutsy baby quality in my kids. It's ok to make mistake. Forget about it, carry on.

After all, that's how human learn to run. 

P.S. Two little rules though, careless and repeated mistakes aren't ok. Striking a balance is difficult, but we shall try.