Before the impressions of that big, white day of life had even faded,
\nI was already stroking my belly, with a question buzzing in my head like an annoying fly:
\n\u201cSo\u2026 when will I see those two victorious lines?\u201d<\/p>\n
It didn\u2019t take long.<\/p>\n
And after 9 months, with a loud cry, Do\u2014the captain of my heart\u2014greeted the world.<\/p>\n
Though, to be fair, that greeting cry\u2026 lasted.<\/p>\n
And instead of a \u201ccaptain of the heart,\u201d he was more deserving of the title \u201clittle screamy rascal.\u201d<\/p>\n
Seeing this, our relatives would just shake their heads:<\/p>\n
\u201cAh\u2026 looks like Viktaryt\u0117 and Tumukas will stop at one\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n
When Do\u2019s character softened a little, I raised my eyebrows again\u2014watching my Husband unwrap his 30th birthday gift.<\/p>\n
As he was opening it, he was guessing what it might be\u2026 hoping for a watch.<\/p>\n
What he got was\u2026 well, something quite similar.<\/p>\n
A device that counts a 9-month term.<\/p>\n
And then, Patricija fluttered into our arms.<\/p>\n
And then\u2014when a \u201cnormal,\u201d full family life had already settled into its rhythm\u2014we went on another adventure.<\/p>\n
I vividly remember one person\u2019s reaction to the news that I was expecting No. 3:<\/p>\n
\u201cReally? But you already have a boy and a girl!\u201d<\/p>\n
After that sentence, I fell even more deeply in love with the little life already stirring inside my belly.<\/p>\n
Not long after\u2014again, 9 months later\u2014today, exactly 4 years ago, My was born.<\/p>\n
The administrator of all matters\u2014whose position won\u2019t be taken away anytime soon.<\/p>\n
Wild and sweet all the way to the sky at once.<\/p>\n
Today, standing in a kingdom of balloons, looking around at all the themed decorations, I sigh\u2014<\/p>\n
when everything around me is full of cozy autumn themes, with little hedgehogs, mushrooms, and pumpkins\u2026
\nI find myself standing in front of dinosaurs.<\/p>\n
\u201cCan I help you?\u201d a kind saleswoman asks.<\/p>\n
\u201cThat autumn theme is really beautiful,\u201d I compliment.<\/p>\n
She starts showing those truly lovely decorations.<\/p>\n
\u201cBut I\u2019m going to buy ugly dinosaurs,\u201d I conclude.<\/p>\n
She bursts out laughing and says:<\/p>\n
\u201cYou\u2019re a good mom\u2014for choosing the ugly ones when there are so many beautiful ones.\u201d<\/p>\n
Driving home, I think\u2014<\/p>\n
if we had stopped at the \u201cperfect\u201d two,
\nI wouldn\u2019t be buying ugly decorations now,
\nI wouldn\u2019t be ordering toddler-style birthday rooms,
\nI would have \u201coutgrown\u201d kindergarten illnesses and three-year-old crises.<\/p>\n
I\u2019d probably have fewer wrinkles and less heavy eyelids.<\/p>\n
I would have slept more nights
\nand visited more countries.<\/p>\n
But.<\/p>\n
By now, I would have already forgotten
\nwhat that crazy, naive, irreplaceable feeling is\u2014
\nthat you are UNCONDITIONALLY NEEDED.<\/p>\n
The corners of the house would no longer echo with
\n\u201cMom, where are you?\u201d<\/p>\n
And before falling asleep, a little hand wouldn\u2019t search through the sheets asking:<\/p>\n
\u201cYou won\u2019t leave, even when I fall asleep, right?\u201d<\/p>\n
Sweet dreams.
\nFrom a Mom who never leaves. \u2b50\ufe0f
\nV.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"template":"","class_list":["post-17806","istorija","type-istorija","status-publish","hentry"],"acf":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/viktorijos.devbrothers.lt\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/istorija\/17806","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/viktorijos.devbrothers.lt\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/istorija"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/viktorijos.devbrothers.lt\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/istorija"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/viktorijos.devbrothers.lt\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=17806"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}