A juicy summer and toddler defiance!?

15.6.2017
A juicy summer and toddler defiance!?

Summer at last!

I imagined it with my feet up, with a lemonade, a contented glance into the pram and little Matias playing by my side. Ha - ha - ha...Pure fiction, just like whenever I plan something Undecided

Everyone asks me the same thing: "And how did Matias react to his little brother, is he jealous?" Answer: Yes, but in such an intelligent, individual way. He wants his little brother, he is sweet and attentive, and he lets it "all out", as they say, only on me, his mum. He rejects me whenever he can and keeps sending me off to daddy, because mummy has the baby.

So at home we are currently in the second defiance phase. Have you noticed that little children are incredibly sensitive, clever and inventive creatures and know exactly how to hit where it hurts and sulk in the area where the parent is most sensitive?! I see it everywhere around me. When you cook all day and serve them great, hot food 3 times a day, they categorically don't eat; when you are a working parent and need to leave the house, the kids are suddenly sooo ill, they can't go to nursery, their little tummies hurt, they have runny noses and so on. And on me, the "fashion mum", my son has come up with such a trick that he won't get dressed for anything in the world. He wants to go out all the time in the same thing. The stars of the show are rubber crocs, which he changes into himself even 10 times a day, and a cap with ears. If I want to give him something else, the crying starts and we go nowhere... As soon as we successfully get outside, the first thing he asks for is "yummy", so I walk around packed with at least some fruit. At the moment the watermelon from Billa is leading with us, it is unbelievable, I recommend it! Cool Even if I fulfil all his demands, and even the baby isn't crying, he thinks up that he won't walk and wants to be carried and pushed. Sooo a scooter and a bike are out of the question, today luckily he was driven around by his grandparents in the Tatrovka... If you happen to meet a mum with a newborn in a pram, a scooter in her hand, Matias in her arms and a full bag, that's me.. And I used to tell myself I would never end up like that!!! Winking

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