Five years ago, before meeting my husband, I had a small dream. Back then, I was buying an apartment near the park and imagining myself strolling here with a stroller someday, enjoying motherhood.
And now, finally, this dream of mine has come true. My daughter sleeps quietly in her stroller, I admire her and the park, which is becoming greener, while birds sing nearby. Happiness is just as it should be 🩵
The only thing that spoils our idyll is the air alert that has just begun. Unfortunately, everything can't be perfect. So, while the baby sleeps, and I enjoy time with her, jets fly in the air, and the dawn of my country is under enemy fire again.
Unfortunately.
Despite everything, I try to just enjoy the moment and the time spent with my daughter. We learn how to understand and feel each other.
I don't know if you'll believe it or not, but this little one is only two weeks old (almost three), and she's already so aware! I have a feeling that she knows and understands absolutely everything! That's why I try to tell my daughter more often that I love her, that she is strong and beautiful. And also that she can achieve absolutely anything she wants in this life!
Try, my love, and Mom and Dad will support you 🩷
It seems like my blog is turning into a personal story. So much has happened during the war! And yet we continue to live the same life. I want to document everything in writing, so that in 50 years I can reread it, tell it to my children and grandchildren, and marvel at how we managed it all! It's so interesting, albeit dangerous, to live this beautiful life!
P.S: Thank you for being there. I'm sorry if I don't respond personally. I'm running out of time. But I see and appreciate your support. You're incredible 😘