Chapter 37 happiness

At two o'clock in the night, the baby began to roll restlessly on the bed, humming and haha. The first thing to do is check the diaper for yellow poop on the little bottom.very clean.The baby is only three weeks old, but he has very good hygienic habits. In the words of grandma, just let his mother do it--if he urinates a little or has a little poop, he hums uncomfortably and asks for a change.Grandma started defecating a week ago, and the baby has tasted the sweetness. From now on, he will not poop unless he is hugging his mother or grandma's lap.In my heart, I thought that the baby didn't like the dirty buttocks to be sore, so he liked to be refreshed.

Since it's not Enen, it's Nene.I call milk Nene, it sounds sweet.When the baby is very hungry, and my father is in Wennei, my bad mother will take the opportunity to take out her arms, and coax the baby to "eat a big boob" with three invitations and four invitations.The baby is very tenacious, and he knows very clearly that Big Mimi is not Da Nei Nei. He always sucks it in and then spits it out, struggling repeatedly, and when he fails to struggle, he starts to let go of his throat, blushing, and crying loudly with a few wrinkles on his brows. So I panicked, always being stubborn to this naughty boy, he decided not to eat it, even if you smeared it with honey, he would not put it in his mouth.

After eating his mother, the big plastic inner, the baby quickly fell asleep. My favorite thing to do is burp my baby.Put the sleeping baby upright, put it on the shoulders, and pat his back vigorously from bottom to top.The baby will follow my hands and sigh "hey hey hey" like a boatman's chant, which is rhythmic and helpless, which is very interesting. But I am a stupid mother, and it was easy to take pictures at first, but now I often take pictures for several minutes, and the baby does not hiccup.After a while, he will have milk in his nose and mouth, and he will be very strenuous and unwilling to waste his time swallowing it back. It's so distressing to see!

The baby's father is very qualified. He refused to let the stupid mother take pictures when he saw the baby milking several times.He puts the baby's belly against his shoulder, squeezes his back a few times, and the baby will burp one or a series of lengthy hiccups, which the mother sincerely admires.For so many years, the baby's father is better than the mother in terms of knowledge, life, and even today's childcare. A leader is always a leader! Today, after the big hiccup, the baby's father put the baby back to bed and went to the computer room to surf the Internet by himself.

Since having a baby, the baby's mother doesn't feel that life has changed much, except that she has to pump milk every few hours.But the baby's father is in a miserable situation. First, he has to hide in the prescribed corner for smoking, and second, he is on night shift with the baby's mother. Therefore, the baby's father has stronger feelings for the baby than the mother.When the mother jokingly said one day that she would send the baby back to China to be raised by grandma and grandma, the baby's father shook his head sadly, expressing his reluctance.Since then, the mother of the baby feels that her position at home is becoming more and more consolidated, and she is playing evil tricks. As soon as the baby opens her eyes, the mother of the baby will instill the pronunciation of "Daddy, Daddy" to the baby when the baby has a chance, and secretly train the baby to call Daddy when he opens his mouth, and then he will call him Daddy when he opens his mouth. You can lie comfortably on the bed and greet the workers: "Father, the child is calling you!"

Now, it's just me and the baby in the room. It's a rare time of day.Usually, grandma and grandma always take the baby to another room so that the mother can rest well. I browse the web. Suddenly, the baby made a sound of struggling to swallow, and I was so scared that I ran over to see it. The baby’s nose and mouth were full of milk bubbles. A small child, so weak, is trying to survive.If I wasn't around him, he would have milk on his nose and dry milk stains around his mouth, and he would fall asleep after swallowing. Hold him tightly in your arms, pat him on the shoulder with one hand, and sing a nursery rhyme: "BAA BAA BLACK SHEEP..."

The baby especially likes to be hugged and listened to a little song. In the words of the laborers, if the discipline is not done properly, it might be the master Ge You in the movie "To Live" in the future. The baby's eyes were already closed and he was asleep, but he was unwilling to force himself to look up at me occasionally to see if I was lazy and sang perfunctorily. Really tired, the baby fell asleep again. Looking at his little face, I like it very much, what a handsome child, with delicate features, such a beautiful child was born to me. I couldn't help but gently brushed that little face with my fingers.

The son closed his eyes and smiled sweetly, very obviously. touch again. He smiled again, making it clear that he liked my touching his face. That smile is soft, sweet, fragrant, and painful. It is the dandelion passing by in the spring breeze, the water drop that is reluctant to pass between the fingers, the tiny grasshopper on the tip of the green grass, and the shallot that has just pulled out the seedlings in the field. My fingers rest on his cheek. I feel happy.