With a child, the child is your weakness, he cries, he makes trouble, he is hungry, he is cold... It's all mommy, from croaking to the ground to learning teeth and teeth, when you hear his small mouth coming out of mom

With a child, the child is your weakness, he cries, he makes trouble, he is hungry, he is cold... It's all the mother's tricks, from the croaking to the ground to the teeth and teeth, when you hear his small mouth make the mother's call, all the grievances and all the sufferings that have been suffered before are worth it, the mother's little angel, but also the mother's little armor [tears]