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"Papa" Seems To Be The Hardest Word? (Be Careful of What You Wish For)

There are things I will not compromise.

I've dropped a lot of weight on my horse battle for education: the use of the pacifier, epidurals, non-organic products, baby food jars, peanut butter and fruit juice at the age of 1 year from the crib, plush Pokémon feedings at night, his arms when he cries, toys that make 'beep beep', the house in shambles ...

(list non-exhaustive)

My children do not call me by my first name. Pace Man, who has never called his parents like that.

I warned, if it wants to be "Mom" and "Sander," but there should think twice before embarking on this game promises to be exhausting.

exhausting for example when it will have to fight with the director of the kindergarten to recover Milan on the evening of the school year. Under the guise of having the right to have these expensive heads blondes and their parents and taken aback by the answer to the question of MiniHomme very natural "is your mom picks you up? "(-" No, Sander "), the good lady might well be annoyed.

respect to future HIS SON questions like "Who is your real father? "Nothing that this perspective makes me happy.

And if you say "she is wrong, the fallopian " (...), know that I worked with kindergarten, I know what they are capable.

is something I find hard to understand, "Mom" seems to be the most beautiful word in the world. Far from me, however the idea of wanting to judge my parents-in-Ton and Atie (who still made man, how blame them?) Especially at a time when I start a translation in Dutch of Herculean my blog, avoid sensitive subjects ... Here also I give them a quick hello in passing. *

Since only 3 weeks, I heard the first word of Milan (yes, it was very early), I expect this "mom".

is what it gave:

Milan - "aaaaaaaaarg-bvggeuhd"

Me: - "San !!!!!!!!!!!! Hear you, he said "Mom !!!!!!!! "

San ...

[San is very delicate in nature, not the type to thwart a primipara who just go through childbirth very difficult.

He says things like: "But no, it's not bad at all these stretch marks on your belly is beautiful, it looks like the flames that adorn your belly."]

Since I've been through many disappointments. It would appear that our son will learn to spell "unconstitutionally" before going out, this long-awaited word. He shouts, "Daddy" with enthusiasm but annoys me a bit he called "Jack" when he sees the cat, I'm still squarely in the craw.
Anyway, in Basically, this cat deserves to be called by his name for whatever it is subjected MiniHomme, fingers in eyes with tufts of hair pulled through the daily attempts to amputation of an ear.

Besides, I do realize that I get angry for nothing that the children are of ingratitude is not a spectacular scoop and why ours be an exception to the rule?

The first time he says' Mum, I'll have a memorable baked on behalf of all mothers of all galaxies that have chosen to call themselves like that.

And "Aurélie" will remain reserved for the tiny handful of people who do not find me a nickname more ridiculous: "Li" Sander who still can not pronounce my name after 7 years together, "Legs Chicken "for some who know my address legendary" Caroline "or" Virginia "for my grandma who confuses me with my cousins for 30 years ...

If I forbid become the girlfriend of my children, I hope, however, not be their worst enemy, but that's another story ...

Stay tuned.

* Ahem ... when will I finally have the courage of my opinions? *