MAMA
Woman, mother, and greatness, and comfort and vanity.
In tribute to Mamam; They dedicate themselves, much of their life and wellness to their children, for their full life they stand defender for their future, and in keeping faithful to the household home they inculcate the children first, so most effectively – language, identity, cultural heritage and household imponderabily. parent is the beginning of civilization and culture which mothers specified children, like children specified fates of the Nations.
Warsaw Caricator with dedication to W....i
Being a male person, already alive long adequate to effort retrospectively to measure the past time in my edition, I will say that despite the mistakes made as a father, (because the fathering in my edition was not sufficiently marked with appropriate male duties), I think that this chapter of my life was the most precious to me, although what is most loved in this long ago is more or little a memory of memories. And these memories are the sweet voice of a kid (so until 13 years old, and the favourite is the voice of children 2-3 years old, due to the fact that this is simply a divine age) and the wonderful, unforgivable elastic weight of a young person, who, safely landing in fatherly embraces, his sweet, emotional voice on the border of hiccups was emitting salves of laughter, in carefree and grateful (for this dropping off) joy. It's a memory that is 1 of the nicest to me. These are times without boredom, not requiring besides much planning, these are full clusters of questions, intertwined with ideas for fun, outdoor trips, sports. . . . a household word band, not avoiding adventures, tiny dramas and children's rivalries, a offended sense of justice, but besides of joy, not counting the essential to last concerns, and seriousness in serious matters. Of course, memories of being young are besides cool erstwhile the body does not make so many problems and it was more beautiful than present and erstwhile we think we can handle all the adversities and solve everything, although we know so little. After years and enthusiasm age, it fades, giving way to more precise calculations, which force the economics of actions acquired with age and learned in the course of various struggles with adversity, so frequently insurmountable. This is simply a somewhat idealized image of the father's parent, the author or whatever, not of any another fatherhood. My responsibility . . . I want to explain myself from this idealization, at any point I made an interior decision to be better for my loved ones, which came out of a revelation experienced in the flash of empathy, and since I am immodestly convinced that I am stubborn and rather persistent – God witnesses me, present I have any small reason to idealize my person, realizing not to exaggerate. Men's feelings have many calculations, love, pride, ambition, caring, zeal, stubbornness, perseverance, etc. But we will never accomplish 1 thing, gentlemen! Feelings of the Mother. MAMA, being a mom is an unfathomable ocean of feelings. It's hard for us gentlemen to kind of imagine what Mom feels like at the beginning erstwhile Mom starts being. erstwhile under her heart her child's heart begins to beat, erstwhile . . butterflies - all of their swarms decision in their belly, pleasing or demanding and energetic period of pregnancy. yet the pain of birth. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . At this point, the full planet starts for Mom and the baby. all minute Mom absorbs these fresh activities of the infant, and the baby absorbs the first skill that it absorbs erstwhile his eyes are already tuned into the light, it is simply a visual confrontation of what he sees with the sounds that, although in a somewhat suppressed version he already knows. The second skill is the mother's face orientation. The first contact with mother's body is highly crucial and uplifting, due to the fact that this experience immediately after rising from the darkness of the fetal waters must be highly strong, heavenly bliss after the hardships of coming into the world, falls into the subconscious for life, this feeling of hugging – the safety of the kid and the caring joy of the parent with the nicest proximity. These first joyous sensations just after the most painful labors of childbirth are the beginning of the rhythm of life; after the hardships comes relaxation, after drama reconciliation and readiness for fresh moments of happiness.
MAMA is the never-ending communicative of our human cut, it is the first and best teacher of love, it is the teacher of speech (according to my mother's explanation they are the first inventions of language – as the most crucial tool of human communication) - Your tongue, which is called the parent tongue; but having called it the parent tongue. We besides sing, although unfortunately it is getting rarer, sing moms(!), sing your favourite lullaby, I -oj(!) utilized to mumble as a father and sing – it works even through the harsh voice of the father and stays for life enriching the sensitivity, the children who become human. Throughout his life, his children have any incredible extrasensory (I know this personally) communication with them in matters of average, but especially exceptional, good and difficult. My mom - she utilized to ask me something like she knew, though she couldn't have known something strong was going on for me. Experience of feeling or feeling at a distance has happened to me. These episodes were most likely nothing more than a short-lived, but a strong communication with the non-existent metasphere, where there is all the information, current, past and future, but as average people we are only sometimes able in this infinitely rich information temple to connect for a minute with the band of our frequencies and receive a message from outside this world, a circumstantial text message of feeling, feelings, or emotions. frequently these are strong emotions and connected with fear of fear or in the event of the expected death of a loved 1 the emotions of regret, longing and sadness, but it happens that “everything tells us..., a lamp over the threshold and chair and doors ....water and fire and ...” something else. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Young women (preferably before the age of 30) who naturally want to be a mother, being a parent is simply a gift, being a parent is simply a gift, due to the fact that the father besides has a function in creating a household that by parenting becomes the basis of our self. I frequently see the emptiness my friends face, who have not been privileged to be a parent, although being a parent involves many problems is parenting, and especially motherhood is the most beautiful gadget of life.
*) As a kid (mama was a midwife), I saw many obstetricians, frequently with prenatal burdens on their faces, the difficulty of sacrificing their body to the child, they were frequently pale, a small "as if" sick, but erstwhile there was a feeding period and they got their fattened children, she painted unspoken on their faces, and even noticeable for a ten-year-old boy joy, combined with anxiety and gentleness, any specified anointing.
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