Chapter 33 To my unborn son

Son, please forgive my curiosity.This morning my gynecologist wanted to see your fetal position so I had another ultrasound (she assured it would not affect your health).At first you turned your back outwards with your legs tightly clamped, then you inadvertently turned around and raised your legs again, so your father and I saw it... We are very excited because we know the answer in advance; at the same time, we are a little sorry, as if we peeked at your cards and ruined the fun of the game.And we can't wait to break the news to your grandpas, grandmas, grandmas and uncles.Thus, your first secret was revealed.

Your daddy laughs all day.I knew he was secretly expecting a son, although he kept telling me that men and women were the same.I understand him: as a successful man, he has a lot of experience that can only be passed on to his son, which is something that only men can truly communicate with each other.If you give him a daughter, he certainly knows how to take care of her, but as for how to train her, he may not be so confident. As for me, your mother, I had a gut feeling early in pregnancy: you're a boy.No scientific basis, just a strong feeling, don't you think it's weird?Today, this premonition was confirmed, and I am somewhat proud.

The most interesting is your uncle.He jumped for joy when he heard the news.Do you know why?It turns out that he used to be a football player. With you as a nephew, he can teach you football skills!To tell you the truth, he has prepared a football, wishing you could walk and run as soon as you hit the ground. Right now, the whole family is busy with the arrival of your new family member.Grandpa, grandma, grandpa, and grandma have already bought a lot of small clothes, as well as feeding bottles, cradles, small bedding and so on.They also found books on contemporary infant care and solemnly "updated the knowledge structure".

You see, you were surrounded by so much love before you were even born. Many people who know your father and me are also wishing you well.They say that with your parents' IQ and talents, you will be very promising in the future.Some people also paint your future brighter.Your father and I just smiled at this, knowing the good intentions of others.Needless to say, you will be born in the best hospital, your room will be bright and spacious, and your quilt will be soft and warm.Your bedside will be full of exquisite toys, but what we are most afraid of is that you will live in an overly superior environment since childhood, and the most afraid that the people around you will spoil you, making you pretentious and ignorant of the heights of the sky and the earth.As your mother, I don't want to give you any mental burden. It seems that if the parents are excellent, the son must be even better.No, I don't want to make your life so tiring.Besides, there is really not only one standard of excellence.

I hope you are a healthy, happy child, and that you will be a real person in the future. Do you want to hear the childhood stories of Dad and Mom? We were born in the time of the "Cultural Revolution", and there was chaos outside.Our parents had just started working, paid very little, lived in tiny rooms, and shared kitchens and toilets with neighbors—like most young intellectuals at the time.Your father and I didn't have any decent toys when we were young. He yearned for a toy pistol, and I dreamed of a doll that could close its eyes.Our father and mother couldn't afford it, although those toys only cost ten yuan.But this does not affect our game.Your father sharpened a wooden pistol by himself, rushed around the alley all day, and became the king of children; as for me, I made beautiful little aprons for two little plastic dolls, and named them Dongdong and Xixi .My happiest thing is to climb into the bed of my father and mother every Sunday morning, chewing biscuits and listening to them tell stories.All the stories start like this: "Once upon a time there was a mountain, and there was a family on the mountain. There was a father, a mother, and a daughter in the family..." The sun shone into the house, making the room warm.I was snuggled between my father and mother, and I was really the happiest child in the world.Often at this time, the Shandong aunt from the neighborhood committee downstairs opened her voice and greeted with a strong accent: "Every household has been cleaned!"

Your father also likes listening to stories the most. He pesters adults to read comic books all day long, and sells them now. He goes to the kindergarten to tell the stories he heard to the children.Gradually, I actually knew a lot of characters. I read "Water Margin" with relish when I was eight years old.When he was eleven years old, he participated in the Shanghai Children's Poetry Contest and won the second prize. His work was published in a newspaper titled "Dark Clouds, Dark Clouds, Don't Look High": "Dark clouds and dark clouds are flying in the sky. Airy, I will conquer you when I grow up. If you want to go away, go away, if you want to rain, then it will rain." Look, how bold you are!

Yesterday, Mom and Dad went to a friend's house as guests.They have a one-year-old son (you should call him little brother) who is a toddler.Although I often fall down, my interest has not diminished at all. I smiled "giggling", shaking my body like a duckling, so cute!His favorite thing is climbing stairs.Using hands and feet together, climbing up one by one, using all the strength of breastfeeding.But he ran into trouble when going down the stairs.He leaned forward with his head down, immediately recognized the danger, and immediately tensed up.At this time, I, who had been guarding him all the time, helped him turn around and taught him to crawl backwards with his head upside down.He picked it up in no time and was thrilled with his new skill.With the encouragement of the adults, he practiced this movement very skillfully after several times.

It makes me think of you, and of each of us.We have so much to learn in our lifetime.When we grow up, we will always unconsciously underestimate the skills we learned in childhood, as if they are not worth mentioning.In fact, every gesture needs to be taught, learned, and practiced.People step by step to open their legs, every step is not easy! Son, father and mother will be the first people to help you start. When you can walk, run, and jump, we will let go of our hands and let you move forward freely.But our eyes will always be on you, and our hearts will always be on you.Go bravely to explore this world, remember: Even if you fail, your parents will always love you.Therefore, you can be fearless.

In the future, you may think that I am wordy, just like every child, because my mother is always worried, always exhorting, as if she wants to tell you all her experiences.How could it not be the case when I was a child.When the seasons change, I have to annoy my mom almost every morning by adding or subtracting clothes.She was afraid that I would catch a cold, so she insisted that I wear woolen trousers and a sweater.You can't wear skirts until Children's Day. There are many rules.If I didn't add clothes, she wouldn't let me go out. In the end, I played a trick: I put it on in front of her, and then took it off quietly, and I was very proud of myself.I didn't understand my mother's painstaking efforts until I really got sick from the cold several times.

I once read a majestic poem, to the effect: "We have inherited all the experience of the ancients, learned all the lessons of the ancients, and we will avoid all the mistakes of the ancients..." In fact, this is impossible.Even if I have the ability to tell you all the laws of the world (to tell you the truth, even I am often confused), you definitely need to explore, test and experience by yourself.Human society has developed for thousands of years, and science and technology are developing with each passing day, but the detours on the road of life, almost every generation, everyone has to go again, because this is life.Smooth sailing is not only impossible, it is also unhelpful, it makes life dull.

So, my child, what can I do but catch your first steps and teach you how to pick yourself up when you fall?However, if you find that you are going to danger, how can a mother not remind you?At that time, you will think I am wordy, but there is no way.Who told me to be your mother. It is impossible for father and mother to accompany you for a lifetime.One day you will find that everything depends on yourself. Then, do not worry, there is one friend in whom you can completely trust, and that is Nature, the mother of us all.All your troubles will appear small in front of her.But oddly enough, she doesn't make you feel inferior about it.When you encounter setbacks, she will tell you: as long as the flowers bloom, there will be flowers falling. As long as you keep the seeds, they will germinate next year; when you feel not understood, she will tell you: the water flows by itself, the wind blows by itself, and You don't need anyone's approval; when you are abandoned by the one you love, she will tell you: the sea does not dry up because it nourishes the river, and the sun expects no return from what it feeds; when you are deluded by vanity , she will tell you: medals and ribbons may not be as perfect and realistic as a bush of wild chrysanthemums. ..Your father and I prefer places with water.By the sea, by the lake, we can sit quietly for a day without feeling bored.We often choose to hold hands, don't say a word, and listen to the beautiful music of Mother Nature devoutly.Nature has her unique language, and human language is so trivial and pale in comparison.Today's human beings have become too proud. In fact, we can't do anything without nature.Let's be in awe of our common mother, and ask yourself: Is today's persistence worth it? Waiting for a sunny summer evening after the rain, let me hold your hand and go to the willow tree to find the cicada larvae.They often break through the wet soil at that time, climb out of the darkness for three full years (they usually stay in the ground for three years before climbing out and transforming into flying cicadas), and climb up the tree trunk.Then its hard shell will split from the back, and slowly, a soft and tender cicada will emerge from the inside, with its wings tightly closed and mucus hanging on it.It lay quietly on its shell, and it didn't take long for the mucus to dry up, and the wings spread out and became tough.At this time, it broke free from the last trace of concern, fluttered its wings, and flew up to the treetops, leaving behind the hard shell stuck to the old place stupidly, motionless. There are so many wonderful things in nature!When you discover a secret, God knows how many more are waiting to be discovered.You will understand that you, me, and he are all part of the secret, the handiwork of this delicate and vast Mother Nature.So we have no reason not to cherish ourselves, and no reason to look down on any other life.When your restless heart calms down, your shortness of breath calms down, and the tears stop flowing from your eyes, Mother Nature has already told you the answer you need. listen!The cicada was already singing on the branch.