At the end of the year, my long-distance love fresh meat boyfriend returned to Shanghai, and the kindergarten also opened.
Everything seems to be back to square one, exactly as it was before the 21-day gap holiday without a baby.
Speaking of which, he and I don't seem to have been apart for so long, and looking back on those good days of leisure, my complicated mental journey is like:
Finally went to grandma's house on vacation - every day overtime forgot that there is a son - can not be a little sad for the New Year together - surprised to mention the real long holiday excitement is broken - so happy is not good - every day idle lying so luxurious ah - seems to be a little missing the child - oh no pretend I actually do not want to - the holiday is not much I want to continue to enjoy - a little guilty about grandma and children ah - oh anyway has been like this or continue to be happy hahahahahaha ...
Dreamy, so dreamy.
I just learned that when the child is not around, there is no need to travel and food, there is no need to soak in hot springs and horses and chickens, I just plant myself in the sofa in situ and do nothing, I feel that the world is colorful, the big face is radiant, and everything is too healing!
Alas, although it has been more than 4 years, but the nature of laziness of me with the baby, I still have a kind of reluctance to catch ducks on the shelves, I sincerely say to my son every day, "Mother loves you so much", and never let go of any opportunity to "slip away" with sufficient reasons.
Excluding sick days, he may be the king of kindergarten attendance - typhoons in the summer, my son is one of the 8 children who insist on going to school in the whole grade, the rare minus 10 degrees in Shanghai in winter, most of the children have taken leave, my son still has to get up early, and he is twisted to school in the cold wind.
Nothing can stop me from being lazy.
I even became more passionate about work, even overtime is more proud, after all, when there is a "second shift" waiting for the clock every night at home, working overtime in the company is more like welfare... Occasionally regret "missing" the process of playing and sleeping, when I go home to see the most beautiful sleeping face of the child, there is a little person in my heart who is smiling wildly.
My husband is even more of a duplicitous party, the child at home barely bowed to exhaustion, the child went out, immediately revealed the original form of thin affection, forbade me to look through the son's video in the mobile phone photo album, retaliated to eat N children's barbecue hot pot, put all the snacks I hid on the table, and secretly dug my son's planet cup late at night without face...
After he had knocked out two whole boxes of melon seeds in a few days, I asked him: Have you started thinking about your son? He still continued to click, and his eyes did not look up: no!
...... Rub, actually let him install it again!
Anyway, in general, raising children is like this, getting along day and night, always want to see stitches and needles lying flat, open, pick, it is best to break up three or five days a month as a "parent-child relationship cooling off period", that is just the right "distance to produce beauty".
But ah, if the time has grown beyond a delicate deadline, and his heart is full of his good, his all kinds of cuteness and meekness, wanting to pinch him and kiss him, smell him and hug him, listen to his mother's long mother's short call, this bug is really fatal.
So when the Spring Festival is over, my indulgent moments have reached their limits, and the thick miss has enveloped me, and of course, there is a burning sense of morality and responsibility that hit me - sure enough, no matter how lazy and arrogant a woman is, if she becomes someone else's mother, she is pinched by the valve core by death...
Some people who are fathers and still want to play cool and fly are not much better. One night (we were of course watching TV on the couch again), I looked back and found that the old father was secretly savoring the new photos of his son just taken during the Spring Festival, his fingers going left to right and left and right...
He didn't let me look through the mobile phone video, also because there were several times before the child was not there, I opened the album and it was out of control, even going back to when he was just born, and then I remembered the bittersweet and depressed, feeling ashamed of being a father and mother. My son is so cute, how can he dislike him?
Acacia blinds people...
In the last few days of winter vacation, I rubbed my hands every day looking forward to meeting my long-distance boyfriend, and when I thought of him, he was fawn. I talked to his dad about a long-distance relationship for 7 years.
At the end of the Queqiao Bridge, the son was also pinching his fingers and counting the days of return. Finally came the weekend of the agreed meeting, he was more excited than us, I sat down to eat with him, he always looked at me while eating, a stupid look, but also kissed and hugged and held high, and I had endless words, presumably I had not eaten the criticism of my mother for a long time, and the old mother looked more gentle and beautiful.
Separated for too long, I even felt a little "unaccustomed" to him, he is not very used to it, the first night called me "grandma" three times, has been calling our home in Shanghai "your home", said several times "Mom, your family is really fun", made me have mixed feelings, very sad.
His changes are more pronounced, with a 20% increase in verbal maturity, a 20% increase in chopstick proficiency, a 20% increase in energy, and a 200% increase in love for me, as if he did not confess a few times, and I was going to break up and run. He even poured two glasses of lemonade at the side of the water dispenser when I paid the bill at the bakery: Come, Mom, please sit, you drink some water — the feeling is that the two of us are not only reunited in a long-distance relationship, but also mixed with a kind of politeness and politeness like an online love joint.
But a few weeks apart, no matter how lazy I have enough, enough electricity, so our family of three quickly launched a city-wide love, go to minimars to play until the closing, go to IKEA to supplement the track, go to the Bund for a walk, go to the Shanghai Center Duoyun Bookstore to see the night view, go to the Natural History Museum to see the new fin whale skeleton... In short, try to drop as much of his winter vacation wish list as possible.
As early as before the child returned to Shanghai, his father and I agreed that we would go to the soup to pay off the parent-child debt of this holiday, to be a cow and a horse for my son, to respond to his needs, to turn the spring wind and rain on him, to sprinkle blood on his head, to shine and burn himself for his last few days of winter vacation!
The child's father promised to cut through the cracks, as for the result... It can only be said that it is rebellious and treacherous.
The flesh is for me to make me call to be a coachman, Mrs. Ma Li, but only 24 hours later, he returned to the grumpy old father mode with one click - murdering children at home, murdering children in cars, murdering children in bookstores, murdering children in restaurants...
I really can't find any scientific principle to explain how quickly he reneges on his word, I think it may be... The current boyfriend came back and squeezed out the ex-boyfriend, and the same sex repulsed it.
Yes, yes, it must be the resentment of being stabbed by his son again. But he was so crazy, I was really worried that my current boyfriend who had to come back to the reunion was sad.
Facts have proved that the child's heart is full of rivers, upside down every day, happy like a spring.
So everything went back to the way it was, and I ended the humble compensation at the speed of light, and when he turned the subway pole one day and refused to let go, I even felt, child, if necessary, you can still fight!
The monthly "cooling-off period for parent-child relationship", sent out to full daycare for two days for closed management, or can major tuition institutions consider transformation and development and development...