My son is seven years old this year. His father and I are going to separate the beds for my son. The original imagination was very good, but the reality is full of difficulties.
In order to make my son adapt to the separation of beds, I asked his father to transform the second bedroom into a children's room and buy various toys his son likes. When you go to bed at night, you are responsible for telling stories.
The sound quietly sounded in the room in the middle of the night. I thought it was my husband who got up to go to the bathroom at night, but turned around but touched my husband's hand, which scared me torture.
"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo In the next few days, my son would always find various reasons to sneak back to my room. Every time I choose to pick it up high and put it down gently.
It has been half a year and there is no effect at all, and my husband has a lot of opinions on this.
"You can't just spoil your child, it's not good for the child."
"Oh, aren't you afraid of delaying your business? You're just thinking about being intimate every day"
My words made my husband's face turn red. Seeing my son coming again with the quilt, I chose to go to the room with my son first. he. Unexpectedly, his son ran to the room again in the middle of the night. Facing my husband's angry face, my son hid in my arms, and I felt soft again.
"Son, you are twelve years old and can't sleep with your mother." These days I clearly feel that my son’s adolescence is about to begin, and I am determined to separate my son. Unexpectedly, my son was going to die. I had no choice but to go to the psychological treatment room to ask.
It turns out that everything is caused by my spoiling, and my son is too dependent on me. The doctor said that this will lead to unhealthy psychological development of the child and will also lead to changes in the standards for choosing a spouse in the future.
In order to make my son adapt as soon as possible, I chose to go on a business trip alone. At first, my son was very uncomfortable and often called to complain. I chose to be honest and ignore it.
"My son fell asleep holding your clothes"
I was very happy to receive the call from my husband, and finally my son was willing to go to bed. I have felt very distressed these two days and haven't gone to bed for two days.
