Dutch children sleep through the night
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Victoria Hoagland is a writer, PR consultant and editor-in-chief of Trendz, an online media for Russian speakers in Europe. As a popular blogger, Victoria, in her trademark ironic and very funny way, talks about the history of emigration to the Netherlands, the culture of this amazing country and Dutch motherhood.
"...I didn't know how to ride a bicycle, by the way. The sight of a panicked me, goggle-eyed, wagging on the cycle path like a drunken deer, is written in golden letters in the history of our quiet village. "Sorry, I almost ran over your dog!" - I yelled in English to my strict grandfather. "You see, this is my first bicycle!" - the wind carried my pathetic excuses to my neighbor, on whom I almost collapsed while trying to turn the iron horse around. Adri to my exersises treated calmly, only asked not to tell anyone that I am his wife. ...Dutch parenting I like the fact that it is so indulgent and relaxed. There's a tiny little person. There's a set of certain behaviors associated with it. I don't think you can call it indifference, but rather a saving of mental strength and energy. A calm acceptance of one's new status. Without playing out the drama in the kitchen, where the main roles in the stroppy biological zucchini, broken blender and hungry crying child. If you like fiddling around for hours grinding vegetables into mush, fine! And if not - in the neighboring supermarket five shelves are full of baby food for every taste. The situation is resolved, everyone is safe, let's move on. And no "what your baby wants", "co-sleeping on demand", "nature knows best" and so on. According to the Dutch, you gave birth to yourself nothing more than a cheeky piece of the puzzle, and your task now - to put it in the right place in the family, completing the whole picture. And not to mix in a hysterical fit of the other parts, shaking hands laying out the word "eternity" from the well-known four letters".
"...I didn't know how to ride a bicycle, by the way. The sight of a panicked me, goggle-eyed, wagging on the cycle path like a drunken deer, is written in golden letters in the history of our quiet village. "Sorry, I almost ran over your dog!" - I yelled in English to my strict grandfather. "You see, this is my first bicycle!" - the wind carried my pathetic excuses to my neighbor, on whom I almost collapsed while trying to turn the iron horse around. Adri to my exersises treated calmly, only asked not to tell anyone that I am his wife. ...Dutch parenting I like the fact that it is so indulgent and relaxed. There's a tiny little person. There's a set of certain behaviors associated with it. I don't think you can call it indifference, but rather a saving of mental strength and energy. A calm acceptance of one's new status. Without playing out the drama in the kitchen, where the main roles in the stroppy biological zucchini, broken blender and hungry crying child. If you like fiddling around for hours grinding vegetables into mush, fine! And if not - in the neighboring supermarket five shelves are full of baby food for every taste. The situation is resolved, everyone is safe, let's move on. And no "what your baby wants", "co-sleeping on demand", "nature knows best" and so on. According to the Dutch, you gave birth to yourself nothing more than a cheeky piece of the puzzle, and your task now - to put it in the right place in the family, completing the whole picture. And not to mix in a hysterical fit of the other parts, shaking hands laying out the word "eternity" from the well-known four letters".
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