I am a proud mother of three daughters.
How tired and exhausted I am while writing this article. "Mom, come here to switch the TV off. I can't stand it anymore' Eleonora is shouting from the other room. 'Mom, Anna wants to go to the toilet, hurry up' -I hear my the oldest daughter screaming. It is the same situation every day, they always want to do different things, they are screaming, shouting and crying very often and they want me to be the one who is always there to solve their problems. I don't want to be rude but sometimes I can't bear it. I just want to have a rest, I need only one minute for myself.
But wait, I am writing this because they were interrupting me while writing, but I can't imagine my life , my days, my minutes without them. They are the only reason that I am writing, that I am breathing and living this life. I find it difficult to think without their voices, and without their smiles.
I am really proud of all of them. I can say that being a parent is the most difficult job you can have, but it is the most beautiful and it is a real gift.
I have a son and a daughter, they are constantly arguing, there is always some noise, I'm just talking wow, only you can be heard in the building.