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Aleksino prvo putovanje | Alexa and first trip

I tako se mi odlučimo da idemo na more…

Aleksa je tada imao 16 meseci. Mislili smo taman je dovoljno veliki za putovanje. Moji roditelji su se ponudili da idu sa nama da čuvaju njega da mi možemo da se “ provodimo „, jer bili smo mladi i još uvek željni provoda.

Išli smo avionom. Nismo ni bili svesni šta nas očekuje… ( Em nama prvo dete pa ništa ne znamo, usput se učimo šta i kako, mi mladi, em je našima prvo unuče pa bi da mu ugadjaju u svemu.) Ispostavilo se da to totalna katastrofa…

Prvo, pakovanje milion stvari koje nam nisu ni trebale ali neka se nadju… Drugo, let je bio rano ujutru pa je on bio nenaspavan, nervozan… Treće, još uvek je jeo pasirano i pio na flašicu sve, pa spremi kašice i flašice…. Užas!

Sve smo spremili i krenuli na aerodrom. Izgledalo je kao da će sve biti fenomenalno. Ušli smo u avion i tada kreće pakao… Prvo nije hteo da sedi vezan, pa neće kod mene hoće kod tate, pa plače, pa neće vodu, sok, ništa neće….

Prošlo je to nekako, smirio se, vezujemo se i spremamo za uzletanje. Uzbuđen je, srećan a onda….. pritisak…. A joj… Počinje plakanje, histerija… Ne znamo šta mu je. Mislili smo da je prosto umoran pošto nije spavao dovoljno. Možda se uplašio… Svi već postajemo nervozni, on to oseća i bude još gori. I putnici su se unervozili, gledaju nas neki besno neki sažaljivo. Bože nikada se gore nisam osećala. Prilazi nam stjuardesa da nas zamoli da se prebacimo nazad, smeta pilotima njegov plač… Bože blama. Počinjem da plačem i da mislim da je ovo bila najgora ideja ikada.

A onda nam je prišla ona…

Zahvaljujem Bogu i dan danas što ju je poslao. Prilazi starija zena, rekla bih da je tada imala blizu 60 god. i kaže nam: “ Pritisak u ušima mu smeta, mogu ja da ga uzmem na sekund? “ Gledamo se bledo svi, da li da dajemo dete potpunom neznancu. U tom trenutku na sve pristajem ako će mu biti lakše. Samo je nežno krenula da mu masira uši, da ih “ otčepi “ od pritiska. Nećete verovati zaspao je iste sekunde. Ponovo sam počela da plačem ali ovaj put od sreće. Spavao je ostatak puta.

Stigli smo napokon. Na izlazu kaže nam ta ista žena „ kada se budete vraćali kući samo mu pri uzletanju dajte da pije nešto da bi na taj način sprečili da mu se desi isto „.


And so we choose to go to sea …

Aleksa was 16 months old at the time.  We thought dark was big enough to travel.  My parents offered to come with us to watch over him so we could „have a good time“ because we were young and still looking for a good time.

We were on a plane.  We were not even aware of what awaited us … (Em is our first child so we don’t know anything, by the way we are learning what and how, we are young, our grandchildren are our first grandchildren so they would please him in everything.) It turned out to be a total disaster.  …

First, pack a million things we didn’t even need but let’s hope … Second, the flight was early in the morning so he was awake, nervous … Third, he still ate passively and drank everything in a bottle, so he saved the spoons  and bottles …. Horror!

We got everything ready and headed to the airport.  It looked like everything was going to be phenomenal.  We got on the plane and that’s when hell was coming … He didn’t want to sit tied up first, so he wouldn’t want my dad, so he cries, so he won’t have water, juice, nothing …

It’s been a while, he’s calmed down, tied up and ready to take off.  He is excited, happy and then ….. the pressure …. And her … The crying, the hysteria … It doesn’t know what he is.  We thought he was just tired because he didn’t sleep enough.  Maybe he’s scared … We’re all already getting nervous, he’s feeling it and it’s getting worse.  And the passengers got nervous, some of us angry, some pitying.  God, I’ve never felt worse.  A flight attendant approaches us to ask us to move back, bothering the pilots with his cry … God forbid.  I’m starting to cry and think this was the worst idea ever.

And then she came to us …

I thank God even today for sending him.  An older woman approaches, I would say she was almost 60 at the time.  and he tells us, “The pressure in his ears bothers him, can I take him for a second?” We look at each other pale, are we giving the child a complete stranger.  At that moment I agree to everything if it will be easier for him.  She just gently went to massage his ears, to „tear them off“ from the pressure.  You will not believe he fell asleep the same second.  I started crying again but this time out of luck.  He slept the rest of the way.

We have finally arrived.  On the way out, the same woman tells us „when you get home, just give him a drink while taking off to prevent him from doing the same.“

Spasila nas je. Uspela je unapred pokvaren odmor da popravi, a mi smo sada mogli da se opustimo i uživamo. I zaista jesmo uživali.

Hvala još jednom na pomoći i savetu. I nekad poslušajte savete drugih. Nisu svi izgubili strpljenje i razumevanje za malu decu…



She saved us.  She managed a spoiled vacation to repair, and now we were able to relax and enjoy ourselves.  And we really enjoyed it.

Thanks again for your help and advice.  And sometimes listen to the advice of others.  Not everyone loses patience and understanding for young children …

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