Mother's Passion: She has always been the hardest being in my heart

October 24, 2020, is my first birthday after becoming a mother.

When I woke up from the dream of falling into the water in the morning, Toto was humming and drilling into my arms, and as usual, he touched it with his hand, and he wet the bed again. This time, it also pulled me into the water, and both mother and son were floating on the water.

I quickly got up and Helped Get Dressed, Changed Diapers, and Changed Sheets. Mr. Zhou pointed at Duoduo, "Stinky boy, today is my mother's birthday, and you won't let her sleep lazily", but the only thing that responded to him was Duoduo's bright smirk.

"The child's birthday, the mother's Good Friday, this year I really feel it," Mr. Zhou sighed at me.

Really, I only thought that this sentence was right before, and I knew the golden sentence on the Internet "Every pair of mothers and children is a life and death friend" after experiencing pregnancy and childbirth, which is most appropriate.

At nine o'clock, do not enter the morning sleep as usual. My mother and I sat on the couch and talked about this "crucifixion" again, and my mother laughed and said, "At this moment 33 years ago, I am suffering." "I was a considerate baby, less than a morning came out, which is like a lot, enough to make me hurt for 12 hours before giving birth", I was proudly saying, "Oh, broken, forgot an important thing, I want to make more food supplements", did not take care of my show off, my mother quickly got up and ran to the kitchen.

Looking at her hurried back, I suddenly felt that my mother at this time was very soft. Why? In memory, my mom is different from other people's moms, her love is somewhat hard and grainy. Gentle as water, moisturizing and silent, has nothing to do with her.

When I was a child, my mother was like a heroine, taking me south and north alone. She always believed that the roads she walked and the scenes she had seen as a child, like the meals she had eaten, although they had long since lost their memories, had melted into my blood and grown into bones and flesh.

After school, my mother became "ruthless" and demanded that I be responsible for my choices. She didn't bother to give me some rewards for good grades, and I could only watch my classmates talk about what kind of gifts their parents gave as rewards. In my mother's view, good or bad grades are my own business, and learning is my own practice, which has nothing to do with others. I have also fantasized more than once that I could buy a game console for the first place, and this childhood dream finally came true after I started a family.

At that time, she did not like to pay attention to my "sad spring and sad autumn", and commented that I was "disease-free moaning". One day in adolescence, I was suddenly very dissatisfied with my appearance, and I was very depressed at the thought of my ugly face, and I hummed miserably on the couch.

Mom came over and suddenly said "Shhh, you listen".

"Listen to what?" I looked up and asked her.

"The City Appearance Supervision Brigade has come to arrest you!" Mom told me solemnly.

Can you imagine that? At that time, it was like being struck by lightning, and I wanted to cry and laugh, and I wanted to hit people.

Later, when I went to college, I left my parents for the first time, so long, and I was very indulgent in my weight. When I was about to go home for winter vacation, my mother called and said, "I've been contacting my master recently, I have to open the door," and I innocently asked, "Why?" Mom sighed, "I'm not afraid that you fat can't come in." Isn't it like the classic line in the "Spirited Away" cartoon, "Don't eat too fat, you will be killed"?

In fact, these are just my mother's "gravel" love, and her "gravel" love makes me have words of suffering.

I still remember that before graduation, my job search was not very smooth, my mother was worried that I did not have a job, so she talked to me very seriously and seriously, warning me that I could not pick and choose a job anymore, and first of all, to ensure that there was a job, "then you should first go to the supermarket to find a promotional job." I...... I'm also a graduate student, and I really can't find a job.

After getting married, the world with Mr. Zhou was very elegant, and he had never paid attention to the matter of having children. But my mother was very nervous, and from time to time urged me to go to the hospital for examination, "If you have a disease to treat, don't be embarrassed." Until last year, my mother gave an ultimatum and helped us contact the hospital to use the power of science and technology to conceive a child, and Duoduo arrived unexpectedly, and we all laughed that the child was scared by grandma.

My mother, she is bold, resolute, surrounded by a cold sword qi, as long as the shot will see blood, knife and knife kill. I thought that she would be like this for the rest of her life, but her gentleness was given to another person, who was also very important to me, that is, my children, to many.

She will gently hum the lullaby to coax Duoduo to sleep, will always smile to tell stories to Duoduo, read Tang poems, chat with Duoduo, follow the early education machine to learn to sing English nursery rhymes, take Duoduo, lead the puppy An An out to walk in the sun; but also take time every day to learn parenting knowledge, give Duoduo early education lessons. My mother, who has always said one thing or the other, will ask for my opinion, discuss with me how to take the child, how to make complementary food, how to do early education, remind me to have close contact with the child, take the child out to play, and so on.

When I was irritable because I didn't sleep, when I couldn't change my diapers because of a lot of tossing, it was my mother who took over and patiently finished it all. The child has been 7 months old, I am lazy and stupid, I have not bathed him, it is the mother who has been squatting by the bathtub to bathe this fat boy.

Sometimes I even feel that Toto is not my child, but my mother's second child.

Tonight, in order to make me write and punch the clock, my mother went to coax Duoduo to sleep again. I think that in the winter of about 33 years ago, my mother held me so gently and sang a lullaby, but I was long gone.

I remember that every time I came in the house after school, I started shouting, "Mom, I'm hungry!" "Mom, I'm thirsty!" After so many years, I started shouting again, "Mom, I'm hungry!" Mom, a lot!

Grandma and the puppy An An looked at Xiao Duoduo together

* Stick to writing punch card for 100 days, today is the 10th day, my inspiration comes from life *