The singer is now having a hard time. Her husband, businessman Ilan Shor, was sentenced to 7,5 years in prison. But the young mother does not lose her spirit and does not give up.
31 May 2017
The upbringing of three children has now completely fallen on women’s shoulders: it is quite possible that two sons and daughters will not see their father soon. But Jasmine says that this is not the worst thing – she herself was already engaged in raising children herself. Her husband could not spend much time next to his family, so he preferred to pamper the heirs.
“He is the dad who will never refuse anything, will more often say yes than no. He says: “Let me at least behave with children the way my soul wants.” Therefore, I am raising children. And if he suddenly doesn’t like something, then he says it to me, and not to the children ”, – the magazine quotes Jasmine“».
The singer habitually plays the role of a strict policeman: “I am bad, but he is good. But I don’t mind, to be honest, because Ilan really rarely sees them, wants to pamper them as often as possible, always smile at them. I perfectly understand this and support it. ” According to Jasmine, the roles in her family were shared in the same way.
Much more anxiety for a woman is the health of her husband: he has heart problems. And Jasmine fears that the protracted litigation will finally undermine Ilan’s health.
The singer’s youngest son, Miron, is one year old. As Jasmine admitted, the boy turned out to be a mama’s son: he cries when they have to leave. But without this, unfortunately, there is no way: tours, trials … But in August, my mother promised not to part with the children.
Jasmine carefully protected the baby from prying eyes, but entrusted Antenna with his first photo session in her country house.
– When I thought about mothers with many children, I imagined that it was great in the first place, and hard in the second. It would seem that the eldest son and the younger ones have a huge age difference – it should be simpler, but in fact it is even more difficult. With Margarita and Miron it is troublesome, but understandable and predictable: doctors, vaccinations, kindergarten, school … And Misha has a completely different world.
I want to be a part of it, to give as much as possible, to direct. And it is not always possible to get through. My son respects, listens, understands my desires, but he is already an adult and is independent in many matters. A nanny helps with Miron, through an agency she found a person with a medical education. Boys are more capricious: either the tummy hurts, then something else – you need a professional at hand. And I, as a mother with a medical education, personally take the children to the clinic and give them all the necessary vaccinations.
– By nature, all children are different. Miron is very different from his daughter, more like Misha, just as open and cheerful. Margarita has always been very serious, you practically cannot laugh. It’s better now, but in the family we still sometimes call her “director”. And Mironchik smiles constantly, his teeth stick out so funny. A daughter at his age did not go to anyone’s hands. If someone took her, she began to cry. And the son is happy with everyone, loves to be squeezed, looks at everyone, studies. When I was pregnant, Margarita was waiting for him so. She talked with her tummy, hugged her, rejoiced when the baby pushed, as if he was sending her greetings. And when she was born, she had two feelings. It is clear that his daughter loves him, cares, but does not like to play with his brother, sometimes it even comes to a fight. She is angry – they say, Mom, he is small, constantly naughty, all the toys are in saliva. She put dolls at the table, arranged a picnic for them, and my brother came and broke everything. It is still impossible to explain to him – he immediately starts screaming, demands to do it in his own way. I tell my daughter: my little brother is so in love with you that everything that you take in your hands is cool. Therefore, give him a toy for a second, and he will give it back. Myron is a kind guy, he always feeds everyone; if he sees something on the table – nuts, bread, immediately treats.
– Myron went a year and a week. Now she clearly says “mom”, “give”, “uncle”. “Daddy” pronounces very quietly – somehow quiveringly, this is his thing. And when he sees me, he immediately screams, rejoices, runs towards me, asks to turn on the radio, begins to twist his ass – to dance. Margarita here loves to draw, sing, take pictures. We went with her to see how the rhythmic gymnastics classes are going. My daughter liked it, and she also has the data – from birth she sits on a transverse twine, flexible, artistic. He is engaged in a modern direction in “Todes”. Now they have suspended their studies due to frequent travels – now to Chisinau, then to Moscow, then on vacation. But let’s resume by the fall. I thought about it and try it in ballet, but still small. They say that you need to start at the age of eight.
– We have an international family. Unfortunately, we do not speak my native Farsi. It so happened that as a child I constantly heard him, but I was not specially taught. Although now dad sometimes speaks to me in Farsi, and I understand a lot. If he lived with us, then I would like Miron to pass on something from his grandfather, including the language – a complex, peculiar one. But dad and grandmother Sara live in Derbent, they come only for the holidays. There he has a job, a school where he works with children. I could persuade him, say that we really need it, but I understand: I will tear him away from what he loves. And he will not leave his grandmother. She categorically does not want to live in Moscow, there is her favorite sofa, friends, neighbors. My grandmother loves our children with my brother Anatoly, we now have six of them for two. It makes sure that the jam does not end, twists. Once every six months, he sends a box with jars – for each one an explanation of what it is and with what it is eaten. The parcel reads: “From grandmother Sarah to my grandchildren.”
– When I met Ilan, I did not immediately understand that this was my man. Something seemed to be wrong. But time passed, he fought, conquered me like a true man. Now I can say: this is a wonderful dad, husband, man. I’m happy.
Soon after the wedding, on December 31st, we performed the chuppah ceremony, which is like a Christian wedding. The ceremony was attended by a narrow circle of loved ones. The rabbi said: “Whatever she asks now, you must do. Your wife for life. ” I say: “How I like these words!”
– Of course, I have fans. But all normal, sane people. There were times when they crossed the border of what was permitted, but I did not react, and everything fell into place. It all depends on the woman. I am playful on stage – this is normal, we have to convey all kinds of feelings to the viewer, including joy, coquetry. If someone misunderstands, it is beyond my power to fix it. They gave everything – crystal vases, flowers, paintings. I do not accept gifts that are too expensive. They even brought yoghurts and chocolate. So we’ll get to the pizza.
Before, Ilan, of course, was jealous, and for me it was a disaster – immediately a scandal! He always controlled, called and, if he heard a man’s voice, arranged a brain removal: “Who is this? You are deceiving me?” It was cruel. I, too, could not hold back, hung up the phone, said that it was impossible. Until now, a spark of jealousy sometimes slips. If I understand that I am dissatisfied with something, I find myself next to me: I missed it, so it’s simple. If they gave me flowers, he asks from whom. And the next day I look: there is a bouquet three times larger on the table!
– With the first spouse Vyacheslav, we have established relations. There was a period when they were texting only about Misha. He was a teenager, 15-17 years old. I realized that we could not cope separately. Misha just started using what we didn’t communicate: his mom allowed him there, and dad there. I told my son one day: now we will check his words with dad. I closed my eyes to all our past mistakes, insults for the sake of my son. It happens that Vyacheslav asks: “Misha asks me to go with the guys for a week’s rest. Did you let him go? Do you think this is correct? ” Little by little everything settled down. My son is grateful to me for this step, and his dad, I think, too. Misha loves his father very much, they meet all the time. I always remind him to call and ask how dad feels. From the recent history (Vyacheslav was accused of fraud. – Approx. “Antenna”) I was shocked. I called my son. He did not believe it, he thought it was some kind of bike. Then they met, Misha was so unhappy afterwards. He said he didn’t even know how to help. I advised: just be there. She conveyed words of support through her son. An unpleasant story. Hopefully this will all be over soon.