I held my son in my arms and pushed open the door. My daughter looked at the baby in my hand with surprise and curiosity.
I put my son on the bed where my daughter had slept and washed her hands. When I turned around and came back, I found that my daughter had quietly crossed the railing and climbed onto the bed. She was sitting beside the baby. Her little hand touched his little hand carefully, and her eyebrows and eyes were all smiling.
My daughter looked up at me and marveled, “Mom, he is so soft!” ]
The daughter sold her small bed to welcome her younger brother’s stay with joy.
My daughter has become sensible.
The family celebrated the entrance of the new family. Relatives and friends came to pay their respects and watch.
The child’s uncle came to my house and said one thing to me in a low voice after seeing my son.
As soon as he entered the door, his daughter ran up to him attentively and greeted him: “Hello, uncle, are you here to see your little brother too? The little brother is in the bedroom.”
My brother paused.
With this sentence, the daughter turned around thoughtfully and a little lost. My uncle grabbed her quickly, picked her up and said, “I came to see you, go, let’s play.”
The daughter instantly became happy and went to play with her uncle with a giggle.
My brother asked me, “Elder sister, have you neglected peaches?”
I am silent.
Looking back on several times when someone came, my daughter took someone else’s hand into the bedroom and said cleverly, “Here is my little brother.”
She thought that all the guests came to see the little brother, so she brought the guests sensibly. She felt that the focus of attention was the little brother, not herself. After playing beside the younger brother for a while, the little girl quietly withdrew and went to the living room to play.
Looking back carefully, I noticed twice that my daughter silently turned around and went out. On the thin shoulders, two thin pigtails flashed at the doorframe and disappeared. The air seemed to be scattered with clever loss.
My daughter has become especially attached to me.
I didn’t go out when I was in confinement. My daughter is a wild girl, and she likes to go downstairs to play most on weekdays. When she goes out, she must be delighted.
However, she suddenly stopped going out. She got up in the morning and leaned over to me. She pulled the book off the shelf and said to me, “Mom, tell me a story.”
After telling one story, listen to another.
The younger brother was hungry and whined for food. The daughter looked at me in panic and said, “Mom, I still have to listen to the story.”
Grandma said, [Go, I’ll take you downstairs to play]
The daughter screamed, [No, no! I don’t want to go downstairs to play, I want to be at home with my mother! ]
Let’s start all kinds of coaxing, go downstairs to sit in the rocking chair, no! Go to the vegetable market to see small fish, no! Go and see if there are any rabbits on the roadside. Rabbits like you best and are waiting for you to buy them home!
The daughter, who had been shaking her head and refusing, heard the little rabbit and her eyes shone. She likes the little rabbit so much that she can buy one to go home. She wavered, tilted her little head for a moment, took my hand and said, “Mom, mom, you come with me, let’s go to find the little rabbit together, ok?” ]
Looking at this little flower’s eager eyes for Niang, she sighed in her heart and said with a hard heart, “Mom needs to sleep for a while. You can find the little rabbit and bring it back to Mom. Mom will be very happy, okay? ]
The brilliance in her daughter’s eyes faded instantly, like a small flower exposed to strong sunlight, slowly wearing clothes and shoes with drooping head.
When I was leaving the house, my daughter said to me holding my son, “Mom, then, then I went downstairs, ah…”
Little people, even sighed, tone is full of helplessness.
The door closed and my eyes were sour.
The daughter’s behavior deteriorated and pretended to be a little baby.
The daughter suddenly became a little baby.
The daughter climbed onto her younger brother’s bed, took off her underpants, took a gauze diaper for her younger brother to dry his buttocks, pursed her little buttocks, and put them around her with difficulty. Then she lay down and lay prone there, making a whining sound.
I walked over and asked in surprise, “Baby, what are you doing?” ]
She skidded over and lay down again, with her legs coiled up and tilted high like a little toad, wobbly and leisurely. She said triumphantly, “Mom, look, I have become a little baby again!” Like Pippi! ]
For my mother, I have a black face and a cry in my heart. Daughter, you haven’t worn diapers for many years…
The 2-year-old and 4-month-old daughter was about to lose her milk powder, but suddenly she loved drinking milk powder with a bottle.
[Baby, how about pure milk? ]
No, I want milk powder! She said with great firmness.
She had to climb to bed, lie on the pillow, touch her mother’s arm while drinking, and her mouth still made a sound of mum-mum-mum-mum-mum-mum-mum-mum-mum-mum-mum-mum-mum-mum-mum-mum-mum-mum-mum-mum-mum-mum-mum
[Does it taste good? Yeah, sweet.]
Well, why didn’t you drink all of it? [100 ml of milk was brewed for her, and the little girl only drank 50 ml.
The daughter smiled cunningly and then drank. She drank it back and forth three times for ten minutes, and the daughter did not finish it. She smashed it contentedly, smashing its mouth and arching it into my arms.
Well, I know for my mother that what you drink is not milk powder, but feelings.
Daughter, are you looking for evidence and feelings of yourself or your baby in all kinds of performance arts you direct and perform? I hope I can become a baby again, continue to maintain a close relationship with my mother and enjoy exclusive care?
The daughter has become [become]
The little best friend came to the house to play. The two female dolls were having a great time. The two mothers staggered on the sofa, enjoying a rare moment of peace. However, a sharp cry broke the harmony.
Six six cried.
The two mothers rushed over to see why. Well, my daughter beat her best friend.
My daughter is not allowed to enter the small house she built (the wall with sofa cushions piled up) or touch the toys in the house. When 66 entered, she pushed it out.
[What are you doing! I stopped her sternly.
Seeing the support of adults, the persistent 66 wanted to try to go in and play again. In front of the two parents, the daughter directly hit 661 with her hand and hit her nose. 66 squatted on the ground and wailed loudly.
My daughter looked up at me, kicked 661 feet in a demonstration, then looked at me again and walked away with an air of composure. Leaving her inexplicable little best friend who got another foot to raise the decibel of crying with grievance.
I froze, when did my daughter become so powerful! Our two mothers looked at each other.
However, this scene is familiar again. I flashed several pictures in my mind. My daughter walked away calmly with a face amid her brother’s crying.
I remember my daughter was a very unintelligent little girl not long ago. Yes, she was very unintelligent.
When someone robbed her of something, she could take it away at once. She stood there with a stunned face. After a moment, she came to her senses and began to look around with her eyes. Her eyes panicked. She was not looking for the children who robbed her toys, but for the caretaker.
Locking the target, she turned and staggered to my side, hugging my thigh and crying with tears streaming down her face.
[I want you to grab it back.]
I said to her. She looked up at me blankly, thought for a moment, and cried even louder.
Yesterday, my daughter was still a “little sheep” that was slaughtered by others. It seemed that she suddenly became a “big wolf”. She became severe, aggressive and showed no mercy in hitting people. Especially compared with her weak brother and little best friend, she was somewhat of Xiong Haizi’s bullying.
Daughter, you are telling the world by becoming strong quickly, [I am the boss, don’t rob me! ]?
My daughter has become sensitive.
The courier arrived and the daughter jumped up and down. Look at the gift from what brought by the courier uncle? Her eyes were full of expectation.
The express was opened. Oh, it was the little clothes my aunt gave my brother, not mine.
She immediately quieted down and sat down silently on the sofa with her head down.
The little girl frowned, her mouth pursed high, her eyes filled with tears, and tears rolled around her eyes.
I picked her up and comforted her: [This is a gift from my aunt to my younger brother. Welcome him to this world. My mother has also prepared a gift for you. Your gift is still on the way. My uncle will deliver it by express tomorrow. Don’t worry, can you wait with some patience? ]
The daughter’s expression eased somewhat, raised her watery eyes and asked, “Really? ]
[Really! ]
She smiled, and a bean-sized tear slipped down her round cheeks.
One night, before going to bed, her daughter suddenly became excited. She rolled around in bed, tossing and turning back and forth.
While we were not paying attention, she slipped out of bed like a little rabbit, jumped to the edge of her younger brother’s bed, excitedly touched (beat) his younger brother, and pulled his younger brother who would meet Zhou Gong in his dream back to the real world. The sleepy brother grinned and burst into tears with dissatisfaction and anger.
I was very angry that she woke up the sleeping second child. I dragged my daughter over, slapped her ass heavily, then put it on the bed and said, “Reflect on yourself! ]
I turned to coax my son to sleep. My daughter looked at me quietly, her head resting on the pillow.
When I put my son on the small bed and got into bed, my daughter leaned in quietly, put her arms around me and asked:
[Mom, do you still like me? ]
Her eyes are like a shining star in the black night. Originally strong support hard heart, like ice cream in the sun in the dog days, melted at once.
I touched her hair and said nothing. She arched into my arms and said, “Mom, will you stop being angry with me? ]
My heart was mixed and I didn’t know how to describe my apologies for her. I realized that I was a little impatient just now. [OK], I answered softly.
The daughter fell asleep at ease. In the moonlight, glittering and translucent tears hung on her peach-like bulging cheeks.
I hugged her tightly, my nose leaned over and smelled her smell, so familiar and sweet, I seemed to return to the moment when I just held my newborn daughter in my arms, which also made me infatuated with the taste.
Mother is also the first time to be the mother of two babies,
After the second child is added to the family, the mother’s energy will inevitably be scattered. Mothers immersed in the joy of winning Lin Er, have you noticed the change of the eldest brother?
My daughter, who used to be a small and pure baby, grew up. She began to have her own small thoughts and worries, especially her competitors (younger brother).
She realized that her mother was no longer the exclusive possession that she could dominate alone and began to feel insecure about the invaded territory.
This is not the first time that my mother has been a mother, but it is the first time that my mother has been a mother of two treasures. I feel the stones to cross the river. My mother will learn from tactics how to make the two treasures love each other harmoniously.
Mother will show enough love and patience to relieve the insecurity and doubts in the eldest brother’s heart.
Daughter, don’t worry that your mother will not love you as much as before.
Mother will not reduce her love for you just because she has a younger brother, because mother’s love is sunshine, warm like sunshine and endless like sunshine.
Daughter, although you have changed, my mother knows that even if you are Sun Wukong and will change 72 times, you are still a child in need of care.
Kiss my baby.