Raising Tiny Nomad: Inspiring a Love for Travel and Culture

As I wrote before, September was extremely difficult for us due to the preparations for the premiere of our book about interior design in the context of sustainable development. In addition, our TV program was accepted into the autumn schedule of the nationwide TVP Regionalna channel. So there was a lot of organizational work. On top of that, I finally decided to prepare an exhibition of my collection of original handbags. Finally, our big day came. During the preparations, we managed to take turns taking care of our little one, but on stage, it seemed impossible... especially for Robert. My husband was considering various options, coming up with new people who could take care of Pia. I didn't comment on these ideas, but they seemed unlikely to me. Our super-active daughter, during her peak hours of activity, sitting on someone's lap for an hour? Impossible. So I decided to participate in the discussion together with Pia. Unfortunately, on that very day, Pia got her first...

In early March, it was time for the XX Economic Forum, a great event that Robert co-organized. I had to (and really wanted to) attend the most important sessions and the gala dinner. When it came to the sessions, there was no problem - Pia slept a lot and didn't disturb the meetings, but how could we go to the gala dinner? There was no problem if we had help from grandmothers, sisters, or cousins, but when we were completely alone, it was definitely a bigger challenge. We didn't give up. Robert arranged a room from the organizers in the hotel where the conference was held, and I asked a familiar midwife to sit with Pia for a few hours. It worked for three hours. Later, the ruthless, little shark had to latch onto the breast (although to be honest, we also missed our little Grzdyk, and the fatigue accompanying the upbringing of a newborn also took its toll). The stress was great, but all in all, it was worth organizing everything for those three hours of "freedom"....

Thinking about what will be needed when the little one arrives, the first things that come to mind are a crib and stroller, but what else should a young mother have when the baby arrives...? In search of an answer to this question, I sifted through hundreds of web pages that tempted me with a plethora of wonderful, adorable "necessary" gadgets. Despite my weakness for various aesthetic solutions, I decided to approach this issue rationally and thoughtfully (well, maybe moderately thoughtfully;)) Knowing exactly the situation we are in and not anticipating any changes in the realities - lack of help and interest from relatives - we decided to start preparing for the arrival of the new family member quite early, in August 2012. We went to Gdansk to look at strollers. It was supposed to be a durable, sturdy stroller, and... because Robert had already tested such buggies from a specific company. So, my role was only to choose the appropriate design. The next step was, of course...

Dziecko - wielkie wyzwanie, wielkie marzenie, wielka niepewność. Miało pojawić się jak już wszystko będzie poukładane. Dom z ogródkiem, stabilizacja zawodowa, wygodny rodzinny samochód, oszczędności. Z resztą ginekolog zapewniał, że nie będzie łatwo. A później wyjazd do San Francisco, zmiana strefy czasowej, lampka wina w Napa Valley i dziewięć miesięcy później była z nami cudowna, jedyna, najbardziej ukochana Pia. Bocian nadleciał zimową porą. Lądowanie okazało się bardzo skomplikowane - jak to zazwyczaj bywa w publicznej służbie zdrowia, ale nie o tym ma być ten blog. Nigdy nie miałam małego dziecka na rękach na szczęście Robert (zwany również mężem) ma doświadczenia z pierwszego małżeństwa. Rodzice - okazali się zbyt zajęci aby zauważyć, że na świecie pojawiła się cudowna istotka (w tym stanie pozostają do dziś). Teściowie? Tak teoretycznie są, a praktycznie - chyba nie wiedzą, że mają wnuczkę. Czyli saldo otwarcia - jesteśmy totalnie sami. Bez najmniejszej pomocy, a do tego...