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When he met her she seemed like the sweetest thing. So caring and loving, full of compassion and understanding for everyone, a little emotional, yes, but all in all a wonderful creature. They married and she was possibly the greatest wife ever.

And then the baby arrived.

The little bundle of joy made him incredibly happy. He couldn’t wait to get back home from work just to see his precious little girl.  But as the time passed it turned out that this was his primary role – to watch the baby. Literally. No picking up or such nonsense because according to his dear wife, he wasn’t doing it right, he could drop the baby, that was not the proper way to change the diapers, she said, turn off the TV because it’s bad for the little one, she hissed. And the things went on and on.

The first year passed, then the second. Mommy dearest turned into Momzilla. All that hissing and biting spread on other people. Almost all the people. She started writing long angry posts on the social networks about anything that she couldn’t stand and it was all connected to their little girl. She was angry at people on the street because they were talking too loud when she took her little one on a walk. She had a fight with every neighbor in their building because she suspected one is smoking in his flat, the second was cooking something she could smell, the other was listening the music the baby could hear, and the list could go on and on. Nobody could visit them in their apartment because they were all annoying and not good for their daughter. In the meanwhile, the little girl continued to grow and started to become, well, to put it simply, a spoiled brat. That kind of a child that must always be the center of the universe, that won’t allow any adult to actually say the whole sentence without her screaming, yelling or throwing things just to get attention. Because everyone all the time must be listening what she had to say. All must be listening to her. Like her mother does.

As the time passed, the husband started to become quieter. He was still adoring his little one but from a distance. Because this was the only way he was allowed. He was sad and as the years come by, ashamed. Because of his wife behavior. Because of that mean, harsh and vicious woman she has become. And afraid that his little one is starting to grow into the same type as her momma. So he tried to talk with his once lovely wife, but then he discovered the hell’s fury. Her family tried to put some sense into it, but she furiously chased them away. Their friends tried a gentle approach and she spilled all her wrath on them.

And finally, she became bitter. Because from her point of view people were horrible, selfish, they betrayed her,  and she was just trying to raise her child. Not realizing that she is the mother source for all that misery.

Love is grand. Love is beautiful. Love can exist in so many ways and transform into most incredible shapes. But only if we respect it. And the people who are giving it.

Because we all deserve it, 177. Momzilla

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Happy end

Discontetment has been long. Actually, almost from the beginning. As soon as that initial passion has disappeared , it`s place was taken by the frustration and the feeling of a huge mistake. But there were the children, and the decency, for which those real, sincere and thrutful words were never spoken.

So it lasted for years. Until one lovely Christmass and a carefully prepared dinner. The guests came around 8 that evening, at 8:30 the dinner was served and suddenly at 9 the phone rung. The wife have picked up and… Well, well, well, on the other side she heard her husband`s mistress. Ha!

The wife have given the phone to the husband and waited patiently until the conversation was finished. Then he asked: „What now?“ and the wife calmly responded „Nothing. Now we are going back to our guests and finish the dinner like civilized people. After it, be so kind to pack up your things and leave. And I mean tonight, please. I don`t know and I am not interested where you are going to go. Shall we?“…..

So, the guests left at midnight. He have, still not bealiving, packed his things, stepped out of the house, entered into the car and sitting there for at least half on hour. For crying out loud, I mean really – where should go the one which is leaving his home and family on the Christmass eve?!? In the middle of the night?!? Really!

And her? Well…First she sat down in the kitchen and made herself a cup of coffee. The sipped it slowly, carefully placing all the fresh received puzzles in her head. And then, she have suddenly jumped on her feet and opened a bottle of wine. Hey, it`s finished! It is really over! No more! No more of him, of anguish, misery and the frustration. She should thank the Allmighty that his lover actually called tonight. OK, maybe it is a little peskily, it is Christmass, but still…. Freedom, choice, relief…Finally!

The woman has been partying till the dawn.

 

And there I am, listening the story and hardly bealiving. But I have no choice because the same thing has been told by the Finally-deliberated-wife and her daughter. „And, have you ever regretted?“ – I ask politely. „Not a chance!“ – she says, „from that  day 23 years have passed. 23 years of pure bless and happiness!“. I`m sitting silently, thinking about it and then the „kid“, which now is in her mid 30s, starts to lough – „From that day, mom is a completly new woman. And we are all feeling better.“. To hell with it, I just can stop and I must ask: „Did she really celebrated?“. The „Kid“ bursts into loughter again- „Celebrated? She was singing until 6 a.m.!“.

What about him’“ – I bodger, „what happened to him?“. The Finally-deliberated sighs and says: „Aaaaah…poor guy. I`m afraid he is not at the top for years now. Soon after that…hap, the things between him and his…girlfriend have finished, to be more precise – she left him. His carieer has gone down the drain, every now and then he finds some short-term work and this is it. Oh, he comes by, every now and then, asking for a buck or few, and leaves.“

 

There. Just to be able to say that being bored on somebody`s wedding and stuck with the people I don`t know isn`t always a  drag. You may hear incredible stories. Thinking about it, that awful divorce may bring a true Renaissance. It starts like a Greek tragedy but it finishes as a pastourelle.

 

Because sometimes you do get what you deserve, 23.

Aaaaaaah! There we go, this is life! Laying on the couch after a hard day`s work, light lunch and with a medium size of ice-cream box. The sun is still out and hot, the birds and the bees are feeling lazy but then again I am too.

Then, all of the sudden, I`m startled by a screaming children jamboree from the street:

Little girl 1 screaming: „Never!!! You will never see the child again! Do you get that???“

Little girl 2 yelling: „Don`t even think about it! Give it to me!!!“

Little girl 1 returns: „When I get back, I want ALL your stuff to disappear! Don`t want to see  your face ever again!!!“

Little girl 2 furiously: „Oh really! This is my house and my kid! And I`m not leaving anywhere!“

Little girl 1 explodes: „Get out of my face! I hate you!!!“

(..and then I hear a boom, than a bam followed by some strange squall and another loud bam)

Little girls 2 not bealiving: „Let me go! What are you doing?!?!?…Leave the child!!!!“

Little girl 1 in complete desperation: „ Nooooooooo! You can`t have it! It is mine!!!!!

Little girls 3, weakly: „Ahm…aaah…listen… I`m going home, may arms and legs hurt …See ya….“

What the hell?!?… – I`m asking politely the Little girl 3, the youngest among them. The kid looks at me with her last ounce of strenght and says that they are playing the divorce game….Excuse me???? You are playing what?!? Divorce? How do you mean divorce, what kind of game is this?!?

And here I have the child explaining me, The-ooooold-out-of-everything-cool-and-awesome-ignoramus, your`s truly, how the game goes:

–         Little girl 1 is the mother which have decided to get a divorce, the child, the house and the whole package;

–         Little girl 2 is the father who wants the child, house, and everything else too;

–         Little girl 3 is their child who`s been for the last 15 minutes literally dragged and stretched from the two belligerent sides, then thrown into a car, which all have blessed her with several bruises, joint pains and the ephemeral hearing problems…

Hm…Then I ask the child how in the world they have come up to the idea to play the divorce game and the child answers „We saw it in a soap!“ Aaaaaah, there you go! And we are nagging that the today`s youth can`t learn anything from staring into the tv box! Mea culpa, I whisper, returning into the well deserved isolation…

 

So…From my perspective, I can see that we are developing a complete new generaton which have already adopted a new standard of communication. The kids have learned what is normal and expected in the situations like divorce, relationships and the matters of a heart in general. If you don`t scream, threat or hurt somebody – this is just not it. Being civilized and respectful is just not the way.

A short one : turn of the tv! Let the children out, give them a good book, or at least change the channel to something which will broaden their horizons, knowledge, positive imagination and emotional freedom.

This one goes for the big ones, too. And don`t cheat! Give yourself something good, something priceless like…like your life with all the goodies to make you a even better, smarter and, by all means, a healthier person.