Chasing Intan

Unlike my first pregnancy , I gotta admit that after I gave birth to my 2nd baby, I found it harder  to bounce back to my pre-pregnancy weight. As a matter of fact, i thought it was impossible. The combination between workout hard  and the right meal plan really plays the role of successful diet. I ain't get no help so at the moment I had to juggle between running errands, school, extra classes, household issues (thank God I didn't have to do chores), maintain my social life, my love life, in short ... my life . WHILE I want to lose weight. I can't go to the gym easily, have so many to do list that I have to tick every single day. Besides, I never like gym anyway...  I remember I have an old email buried somewhere in my inbox, an e-book from Kayla Itsines. She is a personal trainer from Australia. I think she was among the first who introduce HIIT exercise. Her kind of training convince me that it's really possible to do the workout at home, even with minimal equi

every birthday gives me new hope to be a better person to seek more wisdom more knowledge  to never settle for second best  i believe there are no accidents.. every person that i've met, every moment that i've lived, everything happens for a reason.  in this past year, i learn to pick my battle. if previously i got easily upset with so many things, especially about my relationship with Mr D. right now i tend to be more sensible and learn to use my logic more than my heart. mind you, i was this bitchy wife who overzealous of everything, who hit the roof when he failed to call me from work, and who bawling my eyes out when he forgot my birthday. but you know what? fuck it. i promise myself to always always pick my battle and think about the positive outcome of all situations. good vibes only. positive vibes only. anything else is just a noise. my daughter refuse to eat? fine. just give her bread or fruits or even her favorite meal ever: oatmeal and milk. it&#

when i only have 1 kid, i was this kinda mom who really strict on everything, let alone screen time. i thought vale didn't expose as much to that.. until my 2nd arrived, i was in the borderline of my sanity. so i thought to myself, hey i deserved a few minutes of peace. since the only thing that can "shut them down" were gadgets, so i let them watch every other day. but as days went day, obviously they wanted more. and i unconsciously gave the gadgets whenever they "made a scene", like when we were at public places. it was easier to gave them gadgets rather than to yell and scream over and over again.  Am i right ladies? FYI at that time, i still limit their screen time to max 30 minutes per day. but when it became daily routine, i realized, oh no, this was wrong. thankfully it only occurred for a few months. Straight after that, we entered the withdrawal phase. even though their gadget consumption was minimum (compared to how my friends gave to their kids)

i met an old friend the other day.. and she said, "you know what? you're one of the luckiest woman i know. you're not working yet you live a comfortable life. drop the kids to school then go breakfast with your friends. have a loving husband and family, smart kids. really, you seem so happy with your life." i was like,  WHAT . . . here's the thing about social media. while its intention to connect people all around the world, for example: instagram makes everyone "closer". we would know for instant who's getting married, who's having a baby, etc without having an exact conversation with the person.. just a scroll through instagram and you think you know their lives. but the truth is, you don't.  we tend to show what the world wants to see... a happy moment, a cute moment with our kids, a birthday celebration, and so on. i mean, it's only a brief aspect of our lives. and people often misinterpret it, compare it with thei

it's that time of the year again :) tomorrow is Mr D's 33rd birthday.. just in case you missed out, i already wrote a piece about him years ago.. click here to read it :) it's a bit cheesy cos i'm THAT cheesy, ok? lol anyway.... after known him for about....... 16 years, today all of sudden a few occurrences flashback in the back of my head. prolly because on last weekend, he spilled some of our humiliating memories to his family over dinner. oh gosh i hate him for doing that. i knew it meant to be funny, but still.. . . . back in the days (i mean million years ago) when i was in high school, i lived in a bubble. where everything was perfect. as if i didn't have real problems. my life back then was super standard. i went to school every morning, back home, had all the facilities, had amazing families and friends. well in short, yup, a bubble. and then i met him.. boy hadn't i prepare for the ride when he burst my bubble. all of my friends

despite the differences, there is at least 1 thing I have in common with Mr.D.. sense of music! we can just stayed up all night only to listen to our favorite jam or watch our favorite concert on youtube. discovering some new music to listen to. that's one of our favorite quality time. we talked about everything and all of sudden it's 3 am. lol. actually i dont get much sleep. the kids were bed approximately on 7-8PMish. and then mr D and I would go straight to our paperwork.. paperwork done, tea time starts. we always choose tea over coffee.. well at this moment we listen to some music while we exchanged stories about our day, his and my worry (which is totally different).. he would constantly worried about his job, while i'm all about the kids. the convo went on and on, we usually didn't stop until 1 am on weeknight. or 2-3am on weekends. the thing is, the alarm clock will wake us up on 6am. so... hello there sleep deprived. but since it's our only quality tim