Nadie te robará el trono/No one can steal your throne

Desde que soy madre de dos polluelos me pregunto por qué siempre se ha dicho que el más pequeño es el más mimando, cuando el primero tiene el cien por cien de la atención y devoción de sus padres, a tiempo completo, sin fisuras. 

El segundo (y el resto, si los papis son de esas osadas personas que se atreven a tener más de dos) tiene que aprender a sobrevivir en la jungla de su hermano o hermana mayor. Por eso creo que son más espabilados y a la vez tranquilos. Se dejan llevar por la corriente del progenitor. Que sea él o ella quien abra camino, que ya voy yo detrás. 

Igualmente son únicos y adorables y te los comes a besos tanto como al primero. Porque te hacen revivir lo precioso que es tener una mini persona en brazos cuyo único mundo eres tú (hasta que descubren a Peppa…)

En fin, todo esto para decir, que nadie le roba el trono a nadie. Al menos en las familias y entre hermanos. Porque, cuando tienes hijos descubres que el amor se multiplica, no se divide. Y los hermanos aprenden (antes o después, cierto es), que compartir sus vidas con otra persona como ellos para siempre, es un regalazo que no se paga con dinero. Y que conste que, si no tienen hermanos, son igual de felices (!más papis para ellos!)

Pues de eso va el cuento de esta semana, ¨¿Quién ha robado mi trono?¨

No olvides que, si quieres que uno como el que está dedicado esta semana para Alicia, deja un comentario aquí o mándame un mensaje a hola@mangopapayachocolate.com 

!Espero que le guste a todo el mundo!

Since I´m the mom of my two little chicks I wonder why it has always been said that the smallest is the most pampered, when the first has had one hundred percent of the attention and devotion of his parents, full time, seamless, since she/he was born.

The second (and the rest, if mom and dad are among those daring people who have more than two) has to learn to survive in his brother or older sister´s jungle. That’s why I think they are more savvy and calm at the same time. They are carried away by the current of the older. “Let him or her clear the path, I’m coming back”.

They are also unique and adorable and you smother them with kisses as much as you did with the first. Because they make you relive how precious it is to have such a little person in your arms, whose only world you are (until they discover Peppa, of course…)

In short, all this to say, nobody steals anybody´s throne. At least in the families and between brothers. Because, when you have children you discover that love multiplies, it does not divide. And siblings learn (sooner or later, it is true), that sharing their lives with another person like them forever is a gift that is not paid with money. And of course, if they do not have siblings, they are just as happy (more mom and dad´s kisses for them!)

For that is the story of this week, “Who has stolen my throne?”

Do not forget, if you want me to dedicate one story to your kid as I´ve done it this week for Alice … leave a comment here or send me a message to hola@mangopapayachocolate.com! I Hope you like it!

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