Humor, ironie a hlavně realita mateřství bez filtru. Při čtení jsem se několikrát smála nahlas, protože jsem se v tom tolikrát poznala. Skvělá kniha pro všechny maminky, které potřebují odlehčit a vědět, že v tom nejsou samy.
Miláčik čitateľov je práve vypredaný
Viac o knihe
Family begins with a capital eff. I'm wondering how many more effing phases I have to endure before my children become civilised and functioning members of society? It seems like people have been telling me "it's just a phase!" for the last fifteen bloody years. Not sleeping through the night is "just a phase". Potty training and the associated accidents is "just a phase". The tantrums of the terrible twos are "just a phase". The picky eating, the back chat, the obsessions. The toddler refusals to nap, the teenage inability to leave their beds before 1 p.m. without a rocket being put up their arse. The endless singing of Frozen songs, the dabbing, the weeks where apparently making them wear pants was akin to child torture. All "just phases"! When do the "phases" end though? When?!
Nákup knihy
Why mummy doesn't give a ****!, Gill Sims, Jakub Chodil
- Jazyk
- Rok vydania
- 2019
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Platobné metódy
- Jazyk
- anglicky
- Autori
- Gill Sims, Jakub Chodil
- Vydavateľ
- Harper Collins
- Rok vydania
- 2019
- Väzba
- pevná
- Počet strán
- 352
- ISBN10
- 0008301255
- ISBN13
- 9780008301255
- Štítky
- Beletria, Romantika, Humor, Súčasná literatúra, Ženy, Súčasná romantika, Komedie, Romantické komédie, Škótska literatúra, Anglické romány, Fiktívne denníky
- Prvé vydanie
- 2019
- Pôvodný názov
- Why Mummy Doesn’t Give a ****!
- Hodnotenie
- 4,15 z 5
- Anotácia
- Family begins with a capital eff. I'm wondering how many more effing phases I have to endure before my children become civilised and functioning members of society? It seems like people have been telling me "it's just a phase!" for the last fifteen bloody years. Not sleeping through the night is "just a phase". Potty training and the associated accidents is "just a phase". The tantrums of the terrible twos are "just a phase". The picky eating, the back chat, the obsessions. The toddler refusals to nap, the teenage inability to leave their beds before 1 p.m. without a rocket being put up their arse. The endless singing of Frozen songs, the dabbing, the weeks where apparently making them wear pants was akin to child torture. All "just phases"! When do the "phases" end though? When?!