Your mother, me, is sometimes an incredibly bad educator. Well, that means I'm really doing my utmost to educate you, to educate you, to make life discover. Every day I try to keep you so happy, cheerful, cozy and, not entirely unimportant, healthy. But I have a small handicap, and that handicap makes me not the best educator. I was 13 years old when I smoked my first cigarette. With my brother I went to the Femina for a day in the Ahoy halls. Oh, what a wonderful time that was! It is almost impossible to imagine, but then - around 1990 - you were allowed to smoke everywhere. On platforms, in restaurants, in school squares, in living rooms (there were even cups with cigarettes in them with birthdays), even on the train there were smoke coups. You weren't called a criminal in the past when you smoked, which is different today. Anyway, I'm straying. I was with my brother at the Femina (kind of household fair, but many times more fun) and we were offered, no matter how young we were, a cigarette from the brand Camel. We walked past it a few times, from all sides and we had about 30 cigarettes in our hands. There were ladies who offered a fire, but we thanked for that and walked on with our loot. A few rows further we came across even more stands with cigarettes: we packed everything we could get. We had such fun! We did something that wasn't supposed to be at all and that made our day insane β€” so insane that I remember it all as yesterday. I'll tell you honestly that the first cigarettes I smoked were really bad. It was so tough in my hand, suddenly I felt like no girl anymore, but a young woman. 'Not good' is actually an understatement. It was rancid, gross, filthy and it made me feel nauseous and dizzy. In the breaks, I used to smoke secretly, too, at the back of the schoolyard. I thought the teachers wouldn't see it, and then I wouldn't be ratted out. But, yeah, that nausea that came with it and the dizziness... More than once, I had to visit the concierge to report myself sick. The man was so nice: β€œOh girl,” he said laughing, β€œthat smoking is not for you either, is it?” I then cycled along the water again to get some fresh air and sprayed a load of deo over myself and then went home. I sprayed that deo in the beginning, but my parents weren't crazy, it wasn't long before they knew that I was smoking. They never really banned it: they didn't smoke themselves, but they had done it before they had children. They trusted that I would be wise enough to stop, or not really become a smoker. Well, this was the beginning of my bad trait. When you guys weren't here, I used to smoke great when I felt like it. But once I knew I was pregnant, I didn't touch a cigarette anymore. Smoking during pregnancy is really a no-go!! Do you remember that very well? Smoking when you are pregnant can not, under no circumstances. With babies nearby or small children, either can not: do not, never not! Smoking is your choice, but always let little ones have the choice to breathe fresh and healthy air. When I finished hatching the five of you, it was an exciting time. Things didn't go very well with your dad (I'll write about it later) and I needed some relaxation. A pack of cigarettes was quickly bought. If you were on your beds, I'd let myself smoke a cigarette - or two, three. (Only in the evening, when you lay on your beds, do not near you!) I have this weakness: when I need some relaxation, I smoke a sneaky cigarette - when you're in dreamland. Do you know, kids? There are so many different cigarettes: countless brands. There are a handful of brands that are just as different. It is the brands that do not put crap in their products: you do not smoke harmful substances, only 100% tobacco - if you look well, you will also find organic tobacco. Smoking: it is not healthy, but if you take the right, the harm will be limited. Pretty little chicks of mine: of course I'd rather you not smoke when you grow up. I also don't want you to experiment when you're rebellious teenagers. But hey, I've been young, too, and I know how it works. You must never forget that I'm always there for you, just like your daddy. Do you want to talk, you have questions - you know us well enough to know that you know that no question is crazy. Do you do something crazy: tell us - we will listen, but do not condemn. Unconditionally, we will be there unconditionally for you. Always. #roken #camel #femina #ahoy #eigenschappen #slechteeigenschappen #onvoorwaardelijk #onvoorwaardelijkeliefde #kinderen #mama #papa #ouderschap #ongezond #zondertoevoegingen

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