karenika - january 2006

They Don't Owe You Shit

I am sick and tired of reading/hearing how parents feel like their kids owe them things. I understand that different people have differing points of view and all are valid. Well, this is my space so here goes nothing. Kids don't ask to be created. Having a baby is something people decide to do (or accidentally fall into in some cases but we're going to ignore those cases for today's point) and people try to set up their lives as much as possible to accommodate this new being.

Having a baby is hard work, bringing it up is even harder. I am only at the very beginning of it and I can already admit it's very very hard at times. And he hasn't even come close to being a teenager yet. By no means, do I feel the need to belittle the amount of work, emotion, money, and sacrifice that goes into raising a human being. However, I feel like parents lose sight of the fact that this was completely their own decision. You had this baby because you wanted to. You fed and clothed and educated him/her because it was your obligation as a parent since this being that you decided to bring into this world would be helpless without you. Since you chose to create this person, I believe it's your responsibility and duty to see it all the way through. Then, if the now grownup decides to "pay you back" by taking care of you and wanting to be with you, that's great. But I don't feel like that's the kid's duty. I feel like it's my duty as a parent to raise my child such that he can learn to take care of himself and be the kind of parent that he'll want to be around.

I remember reading Khalil Gibran's words many years ago:

And a woman who held a babe against her bosom said, "Speak to us of Children." And he said:
Your children are not your children.
They are the sons and daughters of Life's longing for itself.
They come through you but not from you,
And though they are with you, yet they belong not to you.
You may give them your love but not your thoughts.
For they have their own thoughts.
You may house their bodies but not their souls,
For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow, which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams.
You may strive to be like them, but seek not to make them like you.
For life goes not backward nor tarries with yesterday.
You are the bows from which your children as living arrows are sent forth.
The archer sees the mark upon the path of the infinite, and He bends you with His might that His arrows may go swift and far.
Let your bending in the archer's hand be for gladness;
For even as he loves the arrow that flies, so He loves also the bow that is stable.

I know many parents wish the best for their kids and tell themselves that all the things they don't allow them to do or tell them to do are for the kid's best interest. But the desire to control one's children seems too enticing. It seems so overwhelming that everyone does it. Even when the kid has kids of his/her own. The parents still have expectations and still try not to let go.

My hope is that my Type A personality will understand that David (and any more children I may one day have) has a mind, body, and soul of his own. He doesn't owe me anything and I am lucky for all the years that I do get to spend with him and lucky that I got to be his mother, got to hug him and kiss him for as long as he let me. I hope that I can be the kind of mother he'll want to visit and telephone over the years and the kind of mother that will gladly babysit his children. I hope I will have the strength to let him be whomever he chooses to be while still being able to protect him from making severe mistakes.

January 22, 2006 | link | random thoughts | share[]

In a Funk

It's been a relatively long week and hence the lack of updates. Even though I've had nothing urgent or critical to do, I've felt remotely annoyed and stressed out all week. Normally, I'd look forward to the weekend to get some rest but I have two shoots this weekend, which generally means I'll be working my ass off and before I know it, it will be Monday again. And, as opposed to most normal companies, my place of business does not feel MLK day is an important enough holiday to observe. Good Friday? yes, absolutely. MLK day - no fucking way.

Thanks to the generous number of replies to my askme thread, I checked out twelve new books from the library. I gather some of them should be good. David has also generously lent me one so I am hoping I am set at least for the next few weeks. I am still in the blah zone for books, and feeling like there's too much mediocrity there compared to excellence but I guess that's the case by definition isn't it?

I find that when I am in this mood, I am always tired, constantly eating bad crap, unable to focus and/or function in a positive manner. I am impatient with people i love and frustrated at the drop of a hat. I often don't know how to get out of the funk either so I hide under the covers with a good book and pray it goes away sooner than later. I have two evening fun-events to go to next week and maybe they'll be what I needed all along.

Or maybe not. Who knows?

January 13, 2006 | link | personal | share[]

Obsessive Patterns

One of the comments Jake's brother made at our wedding was about Jake's tendency to obsess about things. He mentioned how he had a thing for remote control cars. And then he had a thing for something else and he'd obsess about that endlessly. We all laughed at the time, mostly because it was so true. Jake does obsess about things and delve into them wholeheartedly. So much so that it's as if nothing else exists. He gets to be a complete expert on that particular thing. And then he moves on to the next. Cars, comic books, computers. While this is definitely true about Jake, I've been noticing that it's slightly true about me, too.

I spent five years trying to write novels and short stories. I studied Japanese non-stop for six months and then continued regularly for two more years. I learned to knit and knit anything I could get my hands on. I picked up wire jewelry and made earrings I never wore. I picked up photography and that particular obsession took me all the way to starting a small business. I have always been more breadth oriented than depth, but I still find myself obsessing about things. I find that the initial excitement of learning something new is so intoxicating that I momentarily become unable to think about anything else.

This is also true when I meet new people. I want to know all about them. Their life, their thoughts, their preferences, their ideas of right and wrong. I can talk to them nonstop for several weeks before the newness wears out and I prefer to come up for some air.

I am wondering whether this is a trait particular to people like Jake and me or does everyone experience it to a certain extent. Are we crazy obsessive people or is it just human nature? Does your brain actually secrete something different when you have a new experience or learn something different?

I hope so, cause that way makes me sounds a lot less crazy.

January 07, 2006 | link | psychology & philosopy | share[]

A Good Friend

I often miss my college days. There are many reasons for that. Like the lack of major responsibility or the fun of taking classes I really enjoy and being surrounded by intelligent people who have a lot of free time to discuss and relax. But one of my favorite things about college, particularly the one I went to, was the people.

Even with my foreigner naivete, I had some fantastic friends in college. People I really respected and loved. People I looked up to. People who inspired me. People who made me laugh for hours. Some of them, I have been able to keep in touch with. With others, I have sadly lost connection. Every few years, something strikes me and I go searching for my old friends. Sometimes my emails are met with pleasant surprise and sometimes they think I am a freak who needs to move on.

Regardless, one of the hardest things in my life after college has been meeting interesting people and forging solid friendships. Especially now that I have a family and a busy life, it's almost impossible to have long conversations with people. Long conversations are what I need to bond with people. I miss having that kind of time. I miss talking until the wee hours of the morning. I miss getting to the core of people and having strong friends who are honest and stimulating.

I don't know how adults make friends like that. If you know, please tell me.

January 04, 2006 | link | friendship | share[]

Resolutions 2006

I've been putting off posting because I am struggling with what resolutions to create for 2006. Normally, I pick the typical stuff like losing weight, quitting Diet Coke, eating better, exercising more, writing more, reading more, etc. Last year, I knew better than to assume I would have any control on how my year was going to go and I am still quite confident that next year is also going to be as unpredictable and "not under my control" as this year. However, for the sake of having some goals, I'd like to set some resolutions anyway. These are a bit more atypical but quite important.

My main goal for this year is to be more patient and pleasant. I want to be kinder and more about others. I want to listen more closely. Most importantly I want to remember that my "list of things to do" is often crap. It's stuff that doesn't matter and such I shouldn't stress about completing it over being with my family or keeping in touch with friends. I find that I often prefer to stay at home and do my list of items over hanging out with friends or taking a walk with David.

Like other "busy" people, I have a hard time keeping up with my emails and staying in touch with my friends. I want that to change this year. Living here, I've learned the importance of good friends and I don't want to lose touch with the people who mean the most to me just because I am posting on my site or scrapbooking David's first year. These things are not worth falling out of touch with friends.

I want to work on judging myself less. It's okay if I am not the best programmer, photographer, mother, wife, or the prettiest woman. Things that make me who I am are unique and they are perfectly fine. I know this sounds like a self-help section but I really have trouble keeping track of what matters sometimes. I often worry that I will be exposed for the fake that I am and will lose my job or the clients will ask for their money back. I didn't study years of photography after all. I wasn't a CS major at school, just a simple IS one. I get frustrated with my husband at times and I don't play with my son enough. I need to lose weight. I have a huge nose and sunken eyes. These are all true. They are facts I try not to stress about but often dwell on at length. I want 2006 to be the beginning of the new me, who dwells less, appreciates more and takes action when possible and necessary.

I want to get influenced by others less often. Things that people say get to me. Someone's off-hand remark may kill my already low self-image. Someone's look can cause me to feel small. Even someone's lack of words can have a negative effect on me. I am too affected by other people's opinions of me. Or my skewed notion of their opinions of me. I take all the bad to heart and gloss over the good. I want 2006 to be the beginning of the me that realizes people are allowed to have their opinions but it doesn't mean their opinions are worth more than mine, especially when they are about me. As a friend of mine told me years ago, it's the person staring back at the mirror that counts the most. I know it sounds cheesy but, to me, it's important to remember it, so I am writing it down.

Most importantly, I want to be more open, honest, caring, and patient. I want to look, listen, digest it all. I want to take fewer photos but with more meaning. I want to read fewer books but with more substance. Do fewer things but enjoy them more. Really live. So I can be calmer and wiser. I want to be a good example for my son.

I was much happier in 2005 than I've ever been in my life. I had really hard and terrible moments but deep inside, I feel happy and content on many levels. I know that was David's present to me. And I want my present to him in 2006, to be a more grounded and confident mother.

Happy 2006 everyone, may all your dreams and wishes come true this year.

January 03, 2006 | link | personal | share[]