I lay on the selves and turned my head to see a small photo of my granddaughter. This little bitch was already three years old in October. Three years have passed in a flash. This little guy has grown up a lot. When my son got married, I was still working and busy all day long. Compared with my colleague's children, my son has not found a partner yet. Good luck has angered people. Several colleague's children have broken up for no reason and have become lonely again! But at this time, my child got married quickly and left his colleague's child behind.
days of work and beauty. My son got married for one year and his wife became pregnant. I naturally became a grandma. But my mentality at that time had not been taken back. I always felt that I was energetic and could do a lot of things. Until my granddaughter was born, my thoughts were also changing quietly. My work could not continue. I have to take care of my wife and this cute little
follow the responsibilities of a mother. My cooking skills are not good. I was outside before, and I hadn't studied how to carefully study the food at home, and I didn't go to see the production of those delicious foods. So now it's really hard for me to make a delicious and delicious meal. I also tried my best to make some satisfying foods, go to see the food sharing, and learn some methods, but I just couldn't make the taste as the chefs said
on the stage for ten years. This sentence also reminded me of the words, and seeing the food they can easily make, it won't be a day. There is something like this. Of course, for me, an outsider, it is not easy to make such ingredients. Try to make it as good as possible to make your wife satisfied and make your family happy. They are happy. They are happy.
My wife is unable to move from caesarean childbirth and needs people to take care of her inside and outside. I completely threw my work aside and completely became a housewife who was living in the house. This is not my original intention, but I have to go through the journey that I must go through in life.
When I was working, I always thought about it. , I work hard, and I pay for my son when he gets married, and I still continue to work, but reality is very slap in the face. My work cannot achieve the expected goal, so I can only do it myself and take on this responsibility. There is always more joy than ideas. The little guy grows up day by day and brings me endless joy. Now raising children is much more worry-free than when we were.
granddaughter has no diapers since birth. They are all that kind of diapers. During the confinement period, it is a very small triangle with soft fabric. If you pull urine, you will throw it away without washing or rinsing.I remember when my son was a child, he was changing the diaper that adults didn't wear. He had to wash a large basin every morning to see that the children nowadays were different. It was like growing up in a honey pot. I don't know what these children born in a honey pot would look like. I have never eaten any bitterness and received it. I grew up under various care. Now adults are much more relaxed.
Take care of my wife for more than a year. After a young granddaughter, my wife found out that she was pregnant again. The two discussed that they had always insisted on wanting this child. For me, it doesn't matter if they were a child or a woman. I can't take care of it too much. Now society is not like before. I have to have children. There is a lot of labor. They decided to want it. I only have one proposal. I am most concerned about whether the interval is too short. I also warned them in advance that after some inquiries, they decided to keep the child. I also checked the information and said that the pregnant woman had a caesarean child and was prone to uterine rupture . The adults would be in danger at that time, but the wife still wanted the child, saying that the child had a companion and was not alone. Since he came, it was God's will.
I have been worried since my wife became pregnant. I was always afraid of what would happen during the expected delivery period. When the child was eight months old, my wife started to have a knife pain. I often took a bus to the hospital in the middle of the night, and spent every day in a nervous mood. The doctor suggested that it was hospitalization observation, so my wife was admitted to the hospital early. I lived for a long time, so I went home to stay for a few days when I went back to the hospital. The doctor told my wife that the child was in her belly for one day was equivalent to being outside for 20 days. My wife gritted her teeth and stood for 37 weeks. Her child finally felt relieved. The adults and the child were safe. She was young and lived in the premature baby ward for premature baby ward because of premature birth. My wife once again suffered a lot of pain this time than last time. I also knew how difficult it was for a woman to have a baby. She waited with her son in an inch. When she was in pain, she grabbed our arms. I had the problem of her lumbar disc herniation. After standing for a long time, she would have broken it. But I still gritted my teeth and persevered. I knew that my wife was more uncomfortable than me. Her two children grew up little by little. My My thoughts are also changing. Should I continue to take care of the children or go out to work? At this time, I came into contact with self-media. I took photos of them while taking care of the children. My wife and son disagreed with me and said that I would concentrate on taking care of the children and not be distracted. But I had my ideas, and I still did secretly and secretly. I wanted to have my own job
of course I didn’t know anything at the beginning, and I couldn’t edit it either. I thought that one day when the child grew up, I had a side job and did it.
The photo of my granddaughter pulled back my thoughts. My son moved away because of his work. The family cried and looked for his mother when he was young. There was no way to move with them. My heart seemed to be hollowed out. I couldn’t sleep all night, and my mind was full of children! I was thinking too hard and asked them to open a video for me.
My life suddenly lost its direction and returned to normal, but I couldn't calm down. It turned out that my passion and ambition were gone, and my heart seemed to be less radical. Did I go into my old age?
When I calmed down, I began to pay attention to my flower garden, because I used to have a dream, and I like all kinds of flowers and vegetables when I was retired.
But women must have their own income no matter when they reach their retirement. This sentence is remembered in my ears. I have been taking care of the children in the intervals for more than a year and have no grades, but this is my interest and hobby. Try to do it well. There are not many ideas for the cause of the epidemic now. Let’s take a step by step!
I hope my courtyard will become more and more beautiful, and a beautiful life will be better and better day by day. May everyone,
family harmony and happiness
