I have two beautiful little boys. The older one is 3 years old and the younger one is eleven months. They are completely different from each other and have very different needs. This story begins before my second born son...
I was in horrible shape at the end of 2017 through the 2018,and my luck came around at the beginning of the 2019. I lost my husband and was left alone with my older son who was 4 months old at the time. I quickly realized that I wasn't welcome in the house of my in-laws and when he was 9 months old we left. We went to the unknown town and I only knew one woman who babysat my son when I was at work. I soon realized that she only wanted for me to sponsor her and I had a baby to take care of. I moved again. This time to the capital. Belgrade... The beautiful city of Belgrade... Things started to go for the better... My son started to go to daycare, I was respected and loved at work, we frequently visited my parents at our home town and life was good...
End of chapter ONE
You are very brave, and you made very brave step, to come in Belgrade. My boy is almost 3 years old. :-) He is so funny and so sweet boy.