Dutch children sleep all night

Victoria Hogland - writer, PR - consultant and editor -in -chief Trendz, online - media for Russian -speaking in Europe. Being a popular blogger, Victoria in his branded ironic and very funny manner tells about the history of emigration in the Netherlands, about the culture of this amazing country and about motherhood in the Dutch.

I did not know how to ride a bicycle. The sight of panic me, with the eyes of the eyes wagging on a bike path, like a drunken deer, is inscribed in gold letters in the history of our quiet village. "Sorry, I almost crushed your dog!" - I yelled in English strict grandfather. "You see, this is my first bicycle!" - the wind brought my miserable excuses to the neighbor, which I almost collapsed, trying to deploy an iron horse. Adri treated my exrases calmly, only asked not to tell anyone that I was his wife.

I like the Dutch parenthood in that it is so condescendingly - relaxed. There is a tiny little man. A set of certain actions is associated with it. It seems to me that this cannot be called indifference - rather, saving mental strength and energy. With a calm acceptance of your new status. Without playing the drama in the kitchen, where in the main roles a obstinate biological zucchini, a broken blender and a hungry crying child. You like to mess around for hours, grinding vegetables into the porridge - fine!

And if not - in the next supermarket five shelves are clogged with baby food for every taste. The situation is permitted, all are intact, move on. And there are no “what your baby wants”, “joint sleep on demand”, “nature is more visible” and so on. According to the Dutch, you gave birth to yourself anything more than a cheeky piece of puzzle, and your task now is to install it in the right place in the family, complementing the whole picture. And do not mix the rest of the details in a hysterical seizure, with shaking hands laying out the word "eternity" from all known four letters. "