About intolerance will be in default.
And with backwardness.
And even a mindless repetition of slogans, without coverage.
Because I'm a happy mother - mother of two children attending the nursery.
The nursery institutions always heard a lot of harm, but only two positive reviews, so no surprise to you that I was opposed to this form "vault" for my daughter. Little was coddled, ejected, awaited and much more "you", which also had a huge impact on employment babysitter.
Skrzywdziłabym woman, if I said a bad word about it, but ... Well, after all, but there must be some, and my - well, you begin to consider me a fool, because ... Our nanny was too good. Indeed, it was even better than my grandmother - a healthy pampered, healthy stimulated to learn new skills, devoted one hundred percent attention. Unfortunately, we as parents did not have a healthy distance. We were glad that a stranger can love your child and deal with him as his own grandson. I know that pukacie his head, which is exc talking about, but believe me, there is nothing worse than their surroundings staring at the little toddler. Before wiped out a small nursery, develop an opinion adults are cacy, because I can be in the spotlight all night, but children are to be, because you need to share them .
I'm so smart now, because bringing up two kids and I have a comparison, I was delighted when the institution nanny. Most of that was, since the worm is growing faster than other children the same age, is an independent, clever, with time it gets quite clever. Bringing in a closed environment for their peers, however, has its Cons. The primary is the inability to make contact, even eye, with another child and jumping at the hands of all the aunts and uncles, turning their attention regardless of whether they are on the horizon of their own kids.
finally happened, Little went to the nursery. Zawoziłam in the morning with a great ball out of the belly, and she with a cry of desperation and hysteria, and trampled Young gramoliła as high as possible up to the neck and held tightly. Gently peeled away by the grooves aunts sent me a look full of longing, regret and reproach that I can leave her in a strange place, which is not as warm as in his own shell. It lasted two weeks. Every day after such a presentation I did in the morning shopping with zapuchniętymi eyes and trembling hands gave a payment card. Mr salesperson already knew that you can not zagadywać me, because I begin to mumble something unintelligible, or worse, explode into tears.
Today I know that mothers experiencing less separation. The child rebels against the new situation in which it is no longer the epicenter of the maternal world, but it quickly passes over it and starts to discover the pleasure from being in the group. I, despite the awareness that nothing bad happened Small does not happen, the first few days going through, at least if I lost someone close. I console myself that have come to the hormonal mood swings during pregnancy - after all, would like to writhe slot, and it has deprived itself by becoming alone in an empty house.
In retrospect, I know that nothing better could not meet us - Small, because received a priceless gift which is bringing a group of peers, to me, because I could easily survive the end of pregnancy and return to the Young home without walking on your head thinking: as I can manage with babies having a wound on his stomach and functioning in a multi-level home? .
Recently, Young also attends a nursery school, babysitting and ladies can not go nachwalić. Not surprisingly, there's a child who lives with a much smarter, because of the baggage of experience. I knew that I would eventually forced to return to work, so I prepared it for the rules prevailing in the nursery from the beginning. There was continuous wear on your hands, hugging in the silence of sleep, engaging all the steps I've done. Thanks now can take a toy or watching children at play, or sleep alone in the busy room. Of course, I wish him much attention paid to how much we have devoted caretaker, and Little, but the reality is that in twenty children fall 3-4 ladies, and children walking and crawling have to concentrate in the first place for safety reasons. I console myself that in a moment, and Young will start to crawl and to attract the attention.
When friends learn that my children go to nursery school, invariably ask me questions: why? , if I am not afraid? .
I am surprised that they do not know why. Raising kids with a difference of age of 16 months working extremely hard, that does not end after eight hours, but lasts all day. One should add that these two tots in a house full of stairs, room very well logistically distributed, the Labrador retriever crying beneath your feet is really high skills. If I as a mother I do with this huge issue, whether the sitter can handle? I'd rather do with kids guinea pigs ...
I wonder what would I be afraid? Young Odparzonej ass? In the youngest group dzieciaczków caretakers are nurses who are able to cope with any situation. I know because I checked.
Older children also have the great care, aunts are knowledgeable in the latest trends (Peppa Pig, Hello Kitty), but they can also be interested in your child a piece of wood or a simple piece of paper. The only thing I do not lie, the chamber pots in certain times. Not picking up here in the way of groove, but the nature of the Little, as she got used to peeing on command, along with the crowd of kids at home and no longer signal. Caught up with new crayons, blocks or forgets his life and collapses in a nappy as much as possible. Fortunately dwójeczkę already crying, apparently bother her diaper full of chocolate ... And yuck.
do not understand completely on the level of government propaganda that women in power remained with the children reach the age of 3 years. Happy and satisfied mother has a happy child, and her ambitions to influence the sick propaganda has nothing to do with the good kids. Not everyone finds the clock as a babysitter, just as not everyone has a quiet child who sleeps most of the day and gives the mother a rest. How much truth that the child reared by his mother is smarter? How is measured? And is not it so that youngsters living in a world limited to immediate family turn into parasites incapable of functioning without it?
I would not want my treasures kreowały your world just based on the limitations of my imagination, or fatigue-ending patience. I am an educator, what niepraktykującym true, but something I remember from college and I realize that the same desire is not enough. A woman is not a robot. One can restrict your life for a few years only to the four walls of your home and your family, the other starts to simmer it in spite of his unconditional love for children. I'm about to make life easier, given a choice, rather than rushing to the right and only one najmojszą right.
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