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Jedan uobicajni dan mama Isidore | One usual day in the life of mommy Isidora

Kako bih vam opisala u kratkim crtama jedan uobicajni dan majke sa troje dece, pa to je nemoguce opisati u kratkim crtama. Taj dan je jako dugacak. Pocinjemo u 6h ujutru, budi se beba i trazi da jede. Ustajem, polako izlazim iz sobd da me drugo dvoje ne bih culi, da bih mogla ako budem imala srece, kad beba jede da i ja jos malo odspavam, alinista od toga. Naravno i oni se bude u medjuvremenu, uzimaju igracke i krece ludnica. Oblacenje, namestanje kreveta. Ja kuvam kafu za svekra, muza i sebe. Onda svako na svoju stranu, muz na poso, svekar na poso ja sa decom i kucnim obavezama. Spremanje dorucka, pa onda operi sudove. Eto ga vec 11 sati, kad pre. Ni da trepnem. Dok sam sprwmila dorucak, dok su jeli, dok sam potrla kucu, dok su sudovi sredjeni eto 11 sati. Stiglo vreme za rucak. Zimski period, sta spremiti, stalno sve vrtim u krug. Musaka, pasulj, krompir paprikas, corba, pilav….. Ali opet lakse je skuvati za sva dana pored dece i drugih obaveza da bar jedan dan izbegnem kuvanje. Hajde paprikas cemo. Ukusno je, povrce, i traje dva dana. Dok se sve nasecka za rucak, u isto vreme ide i rucak za bebu. Ok, rucak je na ringli, kuva se. Mogla sam da usisam sad, napravili su haos u kuhinjibod grickalica. Onda usisavanje, koje mene naravno vuce dalje, ponovo potrem, obrisem prasinu, ocistim kupatilo, prozore, ukljucim masinu, prostrem ves. U medju vremenu rucak gotov. Postavljaj sto, hrani decu. Kad to zavrsim, pranje sudova da se ne gomila jer ionako imam joa nekih poslova da zavrsim. Sakupi ves sa zice koji je suv, na gomilu za peglanje i krecemo. Dobrih sat vremena peglanja. Uh sto bih se slatko izvrnula da gledam seriju, al ne moze,jer sve ovo niko osim mene nema da uradi. Blizi se vece polako. Razmisljam sta za veceru. Ajde da okupam decu pre toga mozda mi dodje ideja. Sredim njih pa ajde nesto lagano cemo, visei mozak ne radi uopate. Evo vec pola 8, 8, vreme za krevet. Smestim njih, oni odma zaspi jer preko dana nece da spavaju. Milina sad i ja mogu malo da sednem sa muzem. Dzabe ja sedim kad mi se oci sklapaju. Ima vev oko 10, kako je to sedenje proletelo, ljudi, ko da sam sedela sa njim 10 min. Ne vredi, umoran on, umorna ja. Idemo da spavamo. Napravim bebi mleko i dam joj tu oko 12 i do ujutru spava, naravno budi se ona, ispadne joj cuka, ukaki se, zaglavi nogu izmedju resetaka od kreveca… Eto tako izgleda moj dan. Da ns pominjem ono ato se podrazumeva, uz sve ove obaveze oko kuce u roku dana, i deca non stop traze nesto,svadjaju se, prave haos… Ufff, kad cu ja na godisnji odmor?


To describe to you in brief one ordinary day a mother with three children, so it is impossible to describe in brief.  That day is very long.  We start at 6am, wake up baby and ask to eat.  I get up, I slowly get out of the room so that the other two wouldn’t hear me, so that if I’m lucky, when the baby eats, I can get some more sleep, too.  Of course, they also wake up in the meantime, take the toys and go crazy.  Dressing, making the bed.  I make coffee for my father-in-law, husband and myself.  Then everyone on their side, husband to work, father-in-law to work with children and household chores.  Making breakfast, then washing the dishes.  He’s been here for 11 hours, when he gets there.  I don’t even blink.  As I sprinkled my breakfast, as they ate, as I ran home, the courts were settled at 11 o’clock.  It’s time for lunch.  Winter, what to save, I’m constantly spinning everything in a circle.  Moussaka, beans, potato paprikas, corba, pilaf… .. But again, it is easier to cook for all days besides children and other obligations to avoid cooking for at least one day.  Come on, we’ll have paprika.  It is delicious, vegetable, and lasts for two days.  While everything is chopped for lunch, at the same time there is lunch for the baby.  Okay, lunch is on the hob, it’s cooking.  I could vacuum now, they made a mess in the kitchen with snacks.  Then the suction, which of course pulls me further, I shake again, wipe away the dust, clean the bathroom, the windows, turn on the machine, stretch the laundry.  In the meantime lunch is over.  Set the table, feed the children.  When I’m done, washing the dishes so they don’t pile up because I still have some work to do anyway.  Collect the laundry from the wire that is dry, on the ironing board and we move on.  A good hour of ironing.  Uh, what a sweet turn to watch the series, but it can’t, because no one but me has anything to do.  The evening is approaching slowly.  I’m thinking about dinner.  Let’s bathe the kids before that maybe an idea comes to me.  I take care of them, so let’s do something easy, the hanging brain doesn’t work.  It’s half past 8, 8, bedtime.  I put them down and they fall asleep right now because they won’t sleep during the day.  Milina, now I can sit with my husband for a while.  I sit for free when my eyes close.  He’s about 10, how that sitting flew by, people, like I was sitting with him for 10 minutes.  It’s not worth it, he’s tired, I’m tired.  Let’s go to sleep.  I make baby milk and give it to her around 12 and she sleeps until the morning, of course she wakes up, her pussy falls out, she pees, her leg gets stuck between the bars of the crib… That’s what my day looks like.  Not to mention what is taken for granted, with all these obligations around the house within a day, and the children are constantly looking for something, arguing, creating chaos… Ufff, when am I going on vacation?

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