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Daily routine of careless mother

to the Cub 4 months were imperceptibly executed, life entered in which - what track and as any vysokorganizovanny being (read homo the sapiens) I try to impart a bebyonysha a daily routine.

Morning. Earlier morning - hours 7. To put tries to open eyes and to wake up. It is interrupted by my exclamation: “You that? Went nuts absolutely? I want to sleep!“ Then woken up to put shuts up a breast, and I am cut down. So repeats somewhere time 3 - 4. To eleven, the eaten too much child cannot more neither sleep, nor lie, nor is... It begins to tear out to mother hair, finding it is very amusing. It is necessary to rise.

Washing. Most often without excesses...

mother`s Breakfast. Passes under the shouts passing into a shouting. Wants to put entertainments, and mother should entertain him. Neither the karuselka, nor the developing rug for this purpose approach. Helps out only the TV. Especially Romka loves advertizing and MTV channel.

combination of incompatible actions - cleaning, an ironing, cooking, sitting on the Internet, entertainment of the baby, chatter by phone will read Later. It is obligatory to carry out all this at the same time, otherwise will decide to put that to it there is too much attention, and in general will mount upon a neck...

Walk. We walk packs, having got off on 3 - 5 people, plus children in carriages snuffling in two holes. Here where it is possible to relax - fresh air, park, the nature! But not here - that was. It is necessary to praise constantly the child, otherwise others will think that you have him underdeveloped. Only it is also heard: “And at me he already speaks, and at me sings, and at me tries to creep, and we were on massage, and we dive, and we...“ And all this about children is not more senior than 4 months... Oh, times, oh, customs...

After walk young mother tries to have dinner all also under the child`s shouting. In general it seems that they such weak and small... But so shout... Further everything is reduced to expectation of the father. The long-awaited father comes crawling from work, he is right there given to hands a cub with words:“ You suffered all day from nonsense, and I here with the child suffered, your turn now“. And mother fatly leaves to the computer or the TV....

If who tells that in life not so... That are only present at young motherhood “Wuxi - pus“, “my beloved child“... That I will not believe!

That`s all. And so nearly an every day. Gloom. Not that earlier - work, work, work... And days off! Mothers have no days off, companions!