Lisa is 10 years old and was the youngest of three daughters when her mother decided to adopt twin boys and their older sister. Now Liza has five brothers and sisters: Zarina (22 years old), Maria (14 years old), Luda (13 years old), Pavel and Peter (2 years old). And Lisa is very happy about it.
“Once our mother decided that we should have a brother. Because we have only girls. We have such a family: six children, mother and mother’s friend. But it didn’t happen right away. We were three sisters at first. I am the youngest, then Manyasha, then Zarina. I even know this story: when there were only Zarina and Manyasha, and I was supposed to appear, they argued all the time: a boy – a girl, a boy – a girl. And a girl was born again. Well, now, that is, two years ago, my mother decided about her brother. She also consulted with us. I remember we were all sitting at the table and my mother told us: we must have a boy. We were all very happy. Especially me. After all, he will be small, and everyone loves small ones. I don’t even know people who don’t like little ones. And then what did mom do? She sat down and started searching the internet for the boy. Searched and searched and found. We liked him too. Such a cute, pretty one. He was then 11 months old. In an orphanage in Moscow, only far away. And he has a brother. Native. Even a twin. So we took two boys at once. Because there is such a rule – if you have a brother, then in no case should you separate them. Here there were two of them. Well, everything was fine. Only at first the brothers were very similar to each other. Just very. And now they don’t look alike.
We gave them other names. When people ask me the names of your brothers, I always say that it is very easy to remember: the apostle Peter and the apostle Paul. Just the word “apostle” needs to be removed. I don’t even know why we changed their names? Changed and everything. We all chose them together. Names. Well, we decided, let’s have Peter and Paul. Well, OK. They respond to them. They turned out to be very smart. Everyone says (and mom said) that girls develop faster than boys. I then thought that our boys, maybe at the age of three, would only start talking. Moreover, some girls already speak a year. But no! Pasha and Petya are already saying three words – “yes”, “I don’t want” and “no”. “Yes” just now learned to speak. They call me very strange: DE. Well, it has nothing to do with the name. I’m Lisa! They are only two years old, can you imagine? They understand everything. Especially Pavel. I even think he’s older. He went ahead and spoke. And more than anything, they love to play. They can play so much that they climb into our room and take toys. But I don’t regret one bit. Only once they took my phone and dropped it and the phone broke. No, I didn’t scold them. You just have to say it’s bad, that’s all. But in general, we have a lot of space. We have a very big house. The boys even throw their toys into the aviary for the dog. And she eats them. She is omnivorous.
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Well, and then it turned out that our boys have an older sister, Luda. She is 11 years old and lives in Mordovia. Mom went there and invited her to move in with us. And Luda had just a terrible life. Her father died, and her mother did not come home, and her parental rights were taken away from her. Luda was then taken to an orphanage. True, when our mother came for her, she was told that one family had already invited Luda to live with her. But there is such a rule that if you are 11 years old, you yourself can already decide where you live. And Luda agreed to live with us. Luda is very kind, and she has a very good common language. She probably immediately realized that she would not be offended here, and also went to my school. And I immediately began to consider her my own sister, well, I just didn’t distinguish where my relatives were and where they weren’t. And Luda first addressed her mother as an adult is usually addressed. And I thought – why does she hardly call her mother mother? Weird. It’s her mom now! And now my mother is calling.
We also have a nanny, Natasha. I still had her. Now the boys. And when the nanny was ill for a long time, my mother asked one of us to even stay at home to look after the little ones. But I don’t miss school at all. We have such a family – no one gets sick. Or very rarely. For example, I got sick twice in total so that I couldn’t go to school. Even boys. True, we took them with chickenpox. And I haven’t had it yet. But it is believed that it is better to get chickenpox in childhood, otherwise it is difficult to tolerate later.
I don’t like skipping school. I don’t even like holidays. My favorite time of the year is autumn, because school!!! Two of my sisters also study here. And you have no idea what it feels like when I can come right here and hug them! What a feeling! And the brothers, of course, will also go to study here. And I already know that I will help them.
I am very glad that I am both a younger sister and an older one. Of course, being the youngest is very cool, everyone takes care of you, reassures you. But I really wanted to be the eldest – you can make comments and teach someone, for example. Mom, of course, it became more difficult. Sometimes her eyes run straight – who to watch, who to feed! But then my mother’s friend decided to live with us and help, and we also began to help our mother with her brothers.
But here’s the thing, it’s even strange: as soon as the nanny takes care of the boys, everything turns out great. They fall asleep peacefully. And when we put them to bed, they always play before going to bed, things are thrown out of the closet. And there’s nothing we can do. But if a mother’s friend comes in – he doesn’t even say anything – they already have time, and calm down. That’s what boys mean.
When they sometimes ask me – these are all your brothers and sisters, or something, I always answer: of course, relatives. Well, I really do not distinguish who is native, who is not. We have been together for so long and we are so friendly… But there are people to whom I tell this long story about orphanages.
They even now look like us. Well, Petya immediately looked like his sister Luda. And Pasha for some reason on Manyasha. And I’m on my mother. But together they all look a little like mom. Although mom does not single out anyone, she takes care of everyone. But Manyasha, for example, is now in a transitional age, she is 14 years old, and Luda is starting. Well, their mother… explains something to them. Not punishing, no, but explaining. In general, a mother has something of her own for everyone and one thing in common for everyone. Somehow she manages to do it.