[EN/BG] Mommy! / Майка!

Once a woman becomes a mother, she is never alone. She never lets her mind rest, she is always under pressure even if her children are grown up.
I want to tell you about my daily life or in short how I survive. So that you can get a better idea of what I have written I have made some collages.

Once a woman becomes a mother, she learns to survive any noises. It is therefore not surprising why we have almost constant headaches.

Even a child is perfectly capable of making such noises that you would think a whole herd of elephants, antelopes and hippos were passing through your apartment in the two minutes you managed to go to the bathroom.

Oh yes, the toilet. It's a mystical place where people generally go in alone, do their business there, and come out alone. But! You forgot you're a mom already, which means you're never alone anymore.

You've given your child toys, books, your phone with children's songs, you've turned on the TV to a children's show and you're eagerly heading to the toilet - where you can do your work. You pull down your pants and hear "Mommy, Mommy where are you". You're silent for 2 seconds as you're in a silent panic about what to do and you hear every door in the apartment open and you're thoroughly checked to see if you're there. When it gets to yours, you see this picture. A grinning ear to ear pipsqueak at you saying "You can do it, go on, go on, just a little more". You hastily finish and walk out as they applaud you.

In those 2 minutes you've thought about what you'll need to make dinner. Oh yes, dinner...

It turns out that all the ingredients you have at home are just enough to make sandwiches or burgers. You say quietly to yourself - well it'll be an interesting burger night. You start to prepare them and by the time you get a feel between the different salads in the burger your child has also arranged pieces of his puzzle. After all, he's a chef too! And for decoration, he's added little carts that you know were in the sandbox until half an hour ago.

Another option in which you can hastily invent dinner is making pizza. The ingredients are pretty much the same, but done in a different way - you hastily make the dough and start shaping it to put the topping on. Of course you always have a helper.

You're ready! Somehow there will be dinner tonight too! For a moment you decide to give yourself a little break from all the running around after the kid.

You sit down somewhere to write down your to-do list for the next day. Somewhere where a little designer has made unique improvements to the walls using pencils and crayons.

You're tired, and after the third time you've cleaned the walls you've given up on these beauties - it's meant to be - it's meant to be fashionable where we live.

I was considering the option of doing a painting for the sleeping area too, but what sleeping area are we talking about now mom. Sleeping is a mirage!