Article 100: Prynadiyi and our becoming

All this has started as a natural parenting blog Well, the blog Prynadiyi now has a hundred articles and 2.5 months to 3 years, and this is a great opportunity to ensure that Heraclitus was right: everything flows, everything changes. During this time, the blog has gone from the status of a modest whim per…

Toys for 2-3 years old toddler

So, Newcomer is 2.5, and I decided to update the review of our toys. In fact, as planned, most of the old toys are still in active use. The Montessori toy organization system works perfectly, and the child does not get bored with toys. I also started teaching Newcomer that every toy has a place,…

Baby bathing

I am one of those moms who give maximum freedom, but who may also yell if required, for example, when a baby rushes to drink shampoo. In other cases, I constantly preach a policy of nonviolence and endlessly praise its effectiveness. One of the aspects where my baby and I have substantially won is bathing…

The summary of two years

Yesterday, seven years ago, at seven o’clock in the morning, my 48-hours contractions had elegantly moved to the pushing stage striking the whole world with an incredible blue bubble, and my life started over. Why so serious? Why is he so angry? – I’m often being  asked on the street. He is not angry, –…

Toys till two

In the wink of an eye the toys have already been destroyed, lost, given away, and the baby is suddenly 18, and he wants to know what he has been playing with when he was one year old. Or not. But I think that keeping them at least on the photos is a brilliant idea!…

Hawaiian conference

In the winter, I pondered: what do I suppose to do during hot Emirati summer? Maybe there is a place where moms with children are welcome? Perhaps there is a place where children’s screaming sounds organically like frogs in a pond and don’t bother anyone? Perhaps there is some sort of training for moms with…

mom social life

Affection

I fell in love. I never liked this feeling: butterflies in the stomach and narcotic euphoria. Not that I’m a cold-minded person, but I like to stay in control, and when something takes over me – I don’t. I love when I’m drawn in (or rather uplifted) intellectually, when rose petals fall onto my brain…

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