All children are just different! Revelations of a large mother
“Only now, when I have four children, I have learned to react calmly to the bold statements of other parents: that their children would never have allowed themselves something like this, that their children have never been treated with antibiotics, that their children are already drawing in two years little men, and at eight can get out twenty times, “- admits Olga Yatsenko, the mother of four children, in her blog.
I calmly answer: 75% of my children would also never have allowed themselves such a thing, 50% of my children have never been treated with antibiotics, 25% of my children have learned to draw little men in two years and half quietly squeezes out not even twenty, but twenty-five times.
Ten years ago, when I was a young mother of a Sasha boy, it seemed to me that I knew everything about children’s upbringing
Namely, that my child is an example of a complete parental pedagogical failure and my mother’s career, when she started, came to an inglorious end. Sashenka grew uncontrollable, violent and until high school showed no artistic inclinations or talents. At all. I did everything I could to develop his intellect from the cradle to the teeth knowing the techniques of Montessori, Zaitsev, Doman, Nikitin, buying magazines with articles about child psychology, sewing toys for the baby in the form of rags stuffed with buckwheat, putting classical music and showing albums with pictures of the Renaissance.
When Sasha studied in the first grade, I was born Euphrosinia with Nikita
From the first cursory glance at this couple it became clear who is who. Different, like day and night, they are not something that was not like a brother and sister but in general to close relatives!
Blond, blue-eyed, with a spout-button Efrosisha turned out to be a complete antipode for her elder sister (gentle, easy-going, quiet) and orderly calmer than Sasha at the same age. If Sasha took his orb, Euphrosinia comes up with more sophisticated and artistic ways. She is smart, self-confident and very harmful. She is one of all four of my children to remark with a stern voice and look intently into her eyes and ask: What is it, Mom? Looking at Euphrosyne, I very often want to exclaim: My daughter would never have afforded such a thing! .
At the same time, when Euphrosinia begins to draw at all, the spirit captures from how confident the strokes and lines from under her tiny pudgy fingers get!