virus strikes, it is said that every family will have a cook, and there will be one person with the most severe symptoms.
This time, I was the one with the most serious illness and the longest duration of illness in our family.
After the cough, runny nose, vomiting and diarrhea, repeated fever, body and bone pain, dizziness and drowsiness, and razor throat in the past few days, the fever finally subsided today.
But the disease has entered a new stage. Since last night, I have had a stuffy nose, difficulty breathing, and out of breath. Is this the legendary "cement nose"?
I stay in bed a lot these days. When people feel uncomfortable, they tend to have random thoughts. In this regard, my psychological energy still needs to be improved. When encountering such situations, I sometimes think about topics such as "afterlife", "life and death", etc.
But when I am awake, I also laugh at myself, thinking that the reason why I am messy is that I am too "leisure" and have no pressure, right? After all, my family has already worried about many things during this illness. I only need to take care of myself, but it creates a lot of chaos.
In the past few days, the children at home have begun to slowly learn to do things like adults, and even care for others, which still touches me a lot.
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I remember I was dizzy and wanted to sleep on the first day. When I was just lying on the bed, Dalin ran to my room to see me. He asked, "Mom, are you lying down?" I said, "Yes, mom is sick and needs to sleep for a while." Dalin also touched my forehead and imitated an adult, "Do you have a fever?" Then he helped me tidy up the quilt at the end of the bed and tucked the quilt around my neck.
The morning before yesterday, I was still sleeping with a fever. Dalin was already well, and he came to the bedroom to play with me with the ball in his arms. After he called "Mom", I just responded in confusion, but I didn't have the strength to get up. I hummed "Thirsty", and after a while, the child went to the living room to get my cup and put it on the ground beside my bed.
When I got up, I also discovered that a trash can that I had randomly placed at the end of the bed the night before had been put back by Dalin on the side of the bedroom door, where we used to put the trash can. It seems that after getting me water, he put the trash can back in place himself to prevent me from tripping.
I talked about this matter with Lao Chen yesterday.
At that time, Lao Chen’s fever also subsided. He said that at noon the first day, when he was also asleep, Dalin went to the bedroom to see him. At that time, the curtains in the bedroom were not closed tightly, allowing light to shine through. The child closed the curtains tightly before going out to the bedroom.
We were all very moved when we talked about this.
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When I was very young, I couldn't talk about liking children.
When I changed my career to work related to youth education, I began to pay attention to the youth group and the inner world of children. At that time, I truly felt that there was a big world inside everyone. Gradually I became less repulsive towards children.
Even after I had an operation, several doctors told me that it would be difficult for me to have children. I was really desperate at that time.
It was an unexpected surprise when I learned that I was going to be a mother a few years ago. But during the entire pregnancy, I did not deliberately lie down and nurse every day. Instead, I worked all the time. It was almost a week before I gave birth that I completely stopped working. It was quite busy at that time, but the baby also had strong vitality and was in good condition.
My child has always moved me a lot since he was born.
I remember that I had just been discharged from the hospital at that time, and the child was actually able to sleep for 5 hours at night. I almost only fed him once in the evening and in the early morning, and there was no such thing as repeated night waking.
When it is time to eat complementary foods, grandparents are mainly concerned about it, and they don’t pay much attention to the food they usually feed him. The children are not picky eaters and will eat whatever is given to them. I remember when he was about 2 years old, he once held a green onion and started chewing it. Of course,
is getting older, and he also has his own temper and personality. He is very stubborn and does not compromise easily. Following his personality, we all slowly found ways to communicate with him. Usually when it comes to buying toys, clothes, or snacks, I let him make his own decision. After he makes his choice, even though I often feel that it may not be a good idea from an adult perspective, I still let him try his choice.
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Of course, some people may say, doesn’t a child just tuck in a quilt, get water, put a trash can, and draw a curtain? As for being so pretentious and touching?
Maybe this is the inner fragility of a middle-aged mother, right? Anyone who is a parent knows that sometimes no matter how busy or tired they are, once they see their children’s smiling faces and think of their cuteness, they forget all the negative things.
As I write these words, I hear the little baby calling "Mom" again. I am really grateful!
I don’t know how many years ago, when my children were rebellious in adolescence, or when they did something wrong and contradicted us, I would have the urge to pick up the guy and beat him up.
I write down these true feelings today. I hope that when I feel entangled, heartbroken, and hateful, I can still remember the way I feel when I talk about my children today, with my heart filled with tenderness and emotion.
Thank you, baby!
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