Monday, March 9, 2009

Being Adults

When people talk about having children and how wonderful they can be for one's life, they always mentioned how fullfilling the children can be, bring laughter and creating memories each other new day that you'll not exchange for anything else in the world. One good benefit that I would like to add to the list, if it has not already been mentioned (or at least I know, not very often), is that children really teaches us lessons that we, being adults, don't normally (re)learn at our age.

I was once very upset with Ryan. Being an autistic child, he would sometimes (well actually, most of time) whines and scream on little things that upsets him. I was in the middle of finishing my report due for the next day and had tons of other urgent but unimportant stuffs on my mind. Tried very hard to clam him down, making him happy but nothing seems to work. He kept wanting to use the computer I was working on. In a fit of anger, I shouted at home to stay out of the study, and he cried even louder.

Heidi was beside all along playing her toys. She simply made a remark that goes something like "Why do you have to make him cry? See. He wants to play, let him play. Why did you shout at him? Ryan cry, you shout, then he cry louder and louder..."

It woke me up a little. The report wasn't so urgent that I couldn't just save my work and let Ryan use the computer for 15 minutes. It's my mindset that I shouldn't be disturbed at that instance.

I stopped working for an hour after hearing Heidi. She had opened my mind and taught me to relax a little. And of course to treat Ryan better. Played 15 minutes of computer (Youtube) with him and moved on to the other urgent but unimportant stuffs before heading back to my report. Everything else went smooth thereafter.

There. One old lesson that I'd relearn through my daughter. And maybe more from Ryan.

Thursday, March 5, 2009

Scarry Week

It's the worst week ever since we moved into Polhems. Never did we find ourselves in such situations when all of us, all five members in the family, fell sick. Really really sick. On the funny side, it's also the first time when I realised that the children could be so quiet in the middle of the day.

Ryan was the first to contract the virus. He started coughing and vomitting, lying in bed not wanting to do anything all. Ross was happy then to see Ryan laying down not retaliating his attacks. At least not the virual form. He was the next to fall. It was very sudden. One moment Ross was jumping up and down, the next moment he starting throwing up. By the forth day, all in the family were contracted.

I could still remember it was 12 noon, when all of us laid on the mattresses in the bedroom. Time passed slowly the sleep was not very peaceful for me. Had to keep a watch on the children's fever and time for medication. Anyways, the important was that I somehow enjoyed the quietness in the cool winter afternoon which I couldn't remember when the last was.

It's been a week now, and I'm back to work. The children are not fully recovered yet, but they are now more active than when it just started. It's really been a painful week, when both Christine and myself were ill at the same time. Wasn't easy at all without any assistance, and I'd really appreciate the presence of my parents when they were with me here in Sweden. Dad and Mum worried alot when I called to update, especially of the children.

Well children, see how mum and dad suffered when you'd fallen ill? Just wanted you to know that we really put in our hearts while you grow, so learn to appreciate us...

Sunday, March 1, 2009

Politics....Office

It can be annoying, but it seems to be staying if you're working in a humanised environment. It wouldn't be worse but definitely not getting better over time. Friends can be enemies and enemies can be friends, just when or where you'll need them.

Hate these. Never thought that it can bother me at all, but they just creeped up from being over the years and before you know it, you're well in the middle of it,laying the games as it should be, so as not to be hurt. Come to think of it, the pleasure of winning in such games can be so fulfilling, but when the guilt sinks in, you start thinking whether if all's worth that much.

There's always a difference in everyone's capabilities. Some are better, some just want to skim his way through, while others are trying to struggle away in a day's job hoping he'll still be around the next day. The fact is, we're living in a world which we can escape from this. It's human nature, it's suvivial instinct, it's the way should be.

But then again, it really depends on what you want in life. I've chosen. Although at times, I do still want opportunities to strive towards higher grounds, I've chosen. My family's more important how. So long as one does his fair share of work, and be naive in what others think of oneself, it's really not as bad to ignore the politics. It doesn't matter if one really excel in the office, or climbed the highest ladder to the everyone's-dream-position. So long as I return home to a happy family, spending time on television with Christine, working with the kids' sums and listening to what they have learn over the day, that's more than what it should be in my life.

So, remember children, don't dispair in life if you find youself surviving hard in the office arena. There's always something more of a higher priority in life so loosen up a little. Stay high and away for a while to recollect your thoughts. Once you've done that, things will definitely be well better than you previously thought.