Sharing Love: Winning Without Love
Love Water Tank
Preparation to become a new parent is not only physical preparation, but also psychically and emotionally.
This afternoon, when Radit returned home from work and Khaira also joined him because Khaira also finished teaching today. Khaira invites her husband to drive her to the Bookstore, there are books about childcare (Parenting) that she wants to buy. Radit followed what his wife wanted.
Currently Khaira has been picky about some books that of course she will read when she is free, especially soon she will also take maternity leave. Practically, the time he had was so much. Therefore, Khaira chose a book that would accompany her in her spare time.
"Mas, here is Mas .. This is a good chapter in this book" Khaira said as she called her husband who was also looking at the book.
Radit approached his wife who was always excited, cheerful, and rarely complained during her pregnancy. "What Honey?" tanyakanya.
"I found a good chapter on the Love Water Tank, Mas" he said with sparkling eyes like finding treasure.
"The water tank of love is the basic picture of the fulfillment of one's emotions. In a family there are two main love water tanks, namely the Daddy love water tank and the Mother love water tank. The two main love tanks are the source of children's love tanks. Well, in a household the wife's love tank is filled from the husband and vice versa. Do not leave the love tank empty. Fill your partner's love tank in a proper, full way so they feel happy. So, we should both prepare our love water tank first Mas, before filling Baby A's love water tank later." Khaira explained this at length.
Meanwhile, Radit seemed to think and listen to what was conveyed by his wife. "How to fill that love water tank through what dear?" tanyakanya.
Khaira looked a little smiling at her husband who looked so serious. "By supporting each other, expressing love every day through physical touch, building quality time, giving surprises, and providing compassionate service" Khaira replied as she glanced at her husband.
This time Radit's forehead looked wrinkled, like something he was thinking. "Hem, it turns out to be the parents of the preparation a lot ya dear. I was thinking, our love water tank is both full and ready to fill Baby A later."
"How do you think Mas?" This time, Khaira asked her husband.
She thought, until her husband finally answered. "I think our love water tank is pretty full, honey. Almost overflowing probably." he replied, but implied uncertainty until he looked at his wife's face. "How do you think, dear?"
Khaira smiled. "As long as we want to learn to fill each other, our love water tank must be full. Marriage is learning, Mom. Learn to communicate well, learn to empathize understand what our partner is feeling and experiencing, learn to criticize and be criticized in a good way without cornering both parties, we learn from each other until we grow together. Thus the water tank of our love must always be full and even abundant."
Radit heard his wife's words again. "When did you read and learn this kind of thing, honey? I'm often proud of you, because you're always learning and I'm learning from you."
Radit stroked the top of his wife's head. "So, we're both learning, baby. Marriage is also not about winning or losing, marriage is a matter of always walking together in every happiness or bitterness of life. Live your whole life with me, baby. I'm the one who asked you to always walk with me." Radit said very seriously.
Khaira held her husband's hand. "Walk with me, too. I also need you to learn and be taught. Remind me if I forget, rebuke me if I'm wrong, even criticize me if I start to lose my direction. I want to always walk with you, Mommy."
"Hmm, yeah. Thanks honey, even in the Bookstore we can discuss kayak gini. If not in a public place, I would have sun you, dear." he said while chuckling amusedly.
Khaira rotates her eyes lazily. "Ishhh, start it. Suka sun-sun only." replied Khaira as she walked away from her husband.
Radit just laughed and continued to follow where his wife's footsteps. "So what book would you buy, honey? Here I bring. You choose which book, let me bring it."
Khaira had two books in her hand, and Radit took them out of her hand. "This is a book about newborn babies, baby?" tanya while reading the synopsis on the back of the book cover.
"Yes, I just want to learn, Mas. I am very public about babies. From reading, I can have a picture. Later I see in the application watching videos on mobile phones, Mas. I sometimes fear I can't take care of my own son. Such a small body looked fragile, and I had no experience at all. Honestly, I'm not sure about myself, Mom." This time Khaira was honest, and this kind of feeling was a normal feeling that often struck the new parents. Feelings of fear, inadequacy, and not being able to provide the best for their children.
Radit grabbed his wife's shoulder. "Could Honey. It can! You definitely can. Study slowly, or you want to take a class to welcome the birth Honey let's teach everything first. Want no?"
"Neonatal Class is it? Who learned to take care of a baby from birth, right?" khaira asked by trying to weigh the offer from her husband.
Radit nodded his head. "Yes Neonatal classes to know tips and guidelines for caring for newborns. If you want to take classes on weekends, honey, I'll go. So I'm learning too."
Khaira laughed looking at her husband who looked excited. "Papa preparationnya all out anyway Pa .. means later when Baby A was born, Papa is ready ya changean take care of Baby A." khaira sedu to her husband.
Radit laughed too. "So that you don't get sapped dear. Baby A is our child together anyway, so we take care of it together. The affection of the two of us is very important so that the water tank love Baby A is also filled. For them together, yes we take care and grow together dong Darling." chirps that is quite absurd to get a pinch gift from Khaira.