? In 20 14, I welcomed my first baby-my eldest son, cowboy. In the face of the pain of natural childbirth and the arrival of the baby, my tears gushed out … _ Although I am a novice mother, the website books I browsed during pregnancy told me that natural childbirth and breastfeeding are not one of the best ways for mother and baby, so I had to endure the pain of nipple rupture and insist on breastfeeding for the next half month. How can a child be so young to endure the days without his mother? The family discussed it together and decided to go home to take medicine and bask in the sun to get rid of jaundice, and finally slowly retired. It was risky, but I'm glad we stuck to it. I'm also glad I didn't go to the hospital. If I have to breastfeed in the hospital, my breastfeeding path will be hindered ... I have to continue eating and drinking soup the next day. I always get up at night to nurse. In the face of such a hard process, I feel that I can't persist. But the hard work is far more than that. When emotional problems appear, breast problems naturally appear-mastitis. Sudden breast pain at night, whole body fever. The whole person was so burned that he couldn't open his eyes. Facing the attack of high fever, I am nervous and afraid. I was worried that my problems would affect my children ... I quickly consulted experienced mothers and read various materials. Then I heated the breast pump to suck milk, soaked my feet, drank dandelion water and massaged ... In this way, my body cooled down, and I finally got over it without taking medicine or injections. With these two experiences, I firmly believe that breast milk is also an important link to bring parents closer. It is also the best embodiment of companionship.
When my eldest son was almost one year old, I naturally left the milk. He is very good. He doesn't cry or make trouble. His crawling ability is very strong, and crawling is an important way to coordinate his body and develop his thinking. Rock climbing mats have become a playground for me and my children every day. I will even crawl around on the ground like him … look in the mirror, pajamas, pajamas, long hair. Not the kindergarten teacher who loved beauty in those days. My relatives and friends will ask me why I don't go to work and leave my children with my grandparents. I always use the same sentence: companionship is the best gift for children.
When my eldest son was two years old, I was pregnant with a second child. Although I hope a younger sister can spell a good word, I only hope that a second child, whether male or female, will have one more closest person in her life. The morning sickness in the first trimester forced me to spend less time with cowboys, which is a critical and sensitive period in my child's life. In the first little rebellious period, I can't miss every moment of growing up. In this way, I have been accompanying the cowboy with a big belly to learn to ride a bike, attend early education and participate in various parent-child activities ... every day before going to bed, I will let him say good night to his brother in the belly. It seems that the second child did not take away the love of parents, but added a person who loves himself. Although I used to be a kindergarten teacher, although I have come into contact with many children, I can better understand the true meaning of the word companionship when I really become a mother.
In October, 2065, my youngest son, Tian Tian, was born. This time, I was in tears, but this time it was another emotion. They have a partner, a growing partner, the closest partner after their parents get old. This partner, like that partner, is the most beautiful thing in the world. I shouted: the ultimate task has been completed! Yes, two children, neither more nor less, just right.
Needless to say, the feeding of the younger son must be breast milk. The second-born mother can easily handle all the baby's problems. The problem now is my brother's company. At this time, I must make way for my father. In the second month, my father spent all his time with my younger brother, playing football, doing outdoor activities and sleeping with him. It is more important for dad to accompany mom. My father's courage, firmness and decisiveness are beyond my mother's absorption. Thanks, dad.
As the saying goes: at the age of three, you are old, and at the age of seven, you are old. My brother is almost three years old, and his personality and habits in all aspects have basically developed. I don't compare with anyone. I witnessed every step of his growth, and I enjoyed three years of parent-child enjoyment. My children are excellent.
? I am about to enter the park. How can I make my brother fall in love with kindergarten instead of forcing it? And this younger brother also appeared. How can I send him to kindergarten without making my younger brother feel lost? I bought a bunch of picture books about kindergarten, accompanied him to read books, and my younger brother loved to study, while reading picture books, he imagined the happy life of kindergarten ... The efforts were not in vain, and my younger brother went to kindergarten smoothly, with strong adaptability. You did a good job. It's my little man!
? Now my brother is in kindergarten, and my brother is almost half a year old. I'm sticking to my breastfeeding path, and all my friends have gone to work one after another. I'm still living as a stay-at-home mom. I have no regrets. I gave my children the best gift-companionship. The best way of family education is companionship. There is no need for big and fearless preaching, no need for distant dream encouragement, no need for chasing cram schools to take turns, and no need for savage tutors who will beat and scold at the slightest sign of trouble. What you do is simple: listen to him, watch him, accompany him … I will continue to accompany them with my heart and accompany them to grow up slowly …