Letter to my son

   My dear little boy, today you're 200 days old. I enjoyed every moment since you came into our lives, I love your wonderful smile and sleeping through the night seems unreachable.

A stormy night

  Since I stay at home with Robert I didn't care too much about the weather. Ireland is a very rainy country, in the four years since we are here, we have experienced extreme weather. It seems to me that the umbrella can't help you, I have broken so many, some of them very strong, that I've lost the count. I prefer, however, to always have one with me, in case I need it, it'll take over from the "impact". The weather can be very changing, the clouds are passing with a phenomenal speed due to strong currents and the list can go on. There's a saying: "Don't you like Ireland's weather? Wait for 5 minutes! It can surprise you."

Is there a perfect mum?

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  I was thinking about this question all night long. If so, how does she look, how is she behaving? Does she know how to do it all or is it the intuition that does the thing to the smallest detail? 

What parenting style should I choose?

  When you have to chose a parenting style to be implemented in your own situation you need to have the ability to adapt it to the child's needs. I tried to have a prompt response to his needs, I've annihilated all cleanliness standards and perfection and chose instead to emphasize on the emotional stability of my baby boy.