Dudu’s Growth Story (Part)

——Written to primary school Han, two-year anniversary album

2019.10.10, dear little Hanhan, Mama is on the ferry, on the way to grandma’s house from Haikou, where are you? It’s the place where Mommy grew up for thirty years, with Mommy’s distant and unforgettable childhood. It’s now 10:40 at night, and you have fallen asleep peacefully on the small bed. Grandma is lying next to you, with the warmth of your flesh and blood. , wondering if my daughter in the distance is already on her way back.

Mama owes you a lot in the past six months. She is always on the road. Lagou promised not to miss all your time, but now he doesn’t count. Mom is very ashamed. You don't know how to blame yet, but I know that every time we separate, your clear eyes are full of grievances and confusion. I know how much you love Mom. You told me a long time ago that with every breath, heartbeat, and fetal movement you took in my body, I heard you clearly say, Mom, I love you.

In one hour and four minutes, you will be two years old. Mom is lazy and always wants to write a growth record for you every day, but fails to insist on it. On the ferry with no signal, Mommy was finally able to calm down, find out the brief notes written in the past 24 months, and have a good chat with you.

1. Three months of pregnancy (2017.4.15)

"Choose a Mother"

You asked me what I was doing before I was born

I answer

I choose a mother in heaven

I saw you

I think you are very good

I want to be your child

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I thought I might not have that luck

Unexpectedly

Early the next morning

I was already in your belly

< p>(Every child was once an angel. They once lay on the clouds and carefully selected their mother.

They chose you, and then threw away countless treasures in the sky, naked, like I came to you like a little beggar with nothing)

Baby, thank you for being my child

2. The day Xiao Hanhan was born

2019.11. .1, 14:28, caesarean section, baby girl, 2.9kg, 50cm.

After 31 hours of hard work, at 2:28 in the afternoon, you finally arrived in this beautiful world of fireworks. The only drawback is that because of maternal inflammation, high fever, and long delivery time, you had a fever at birth, so you need to Special care, Mom, I’m sorry for making you suffer.

I heard from the nurse that your little PP is very beautiful, and Mommy is looking forward to it.

It has been almost ten months since the birth, and my mother has not seen you yet, and she misses you very much.

It turns out that there is a kind of longing that is innate. I have never met you, but I have already fallen in love with you.

Three, 2019.11.4

I finally met you today. You are so small. You were still sleeping when I was brought down. Your skin is dark, your contours are not obvious, and your forehead is high. Grandma said you don’t follow Mom, you are so black. But Mama has great confidence in you. You must be a potential stock. As you grow, you will become more and more dazzling. Because you have our dazzling love.

Thursday, 2019.11.12

Taking you home. You've been very good these days. Slept most of the time. It's five o'clock in the morning, looking at you now, I suddenly feel that you look like daddy.

The clouds in the water swayed softly again. It is particularly moving in this countryside.

My dear baby, in his dreamland, his brows and eyes are full of joy for this world, and it is my longing for you when I wake up at this moment.

Five, 11.20

In a few days, it became clear on your little face that you are indeed Mom’s potential stock. In the dim light, your eyes are like a pool of clear water. Just looking at me makes Mom's heart melt. The world is as soft as cotton candy.

Mommy hopes you won’t be like Daddy, always frowning.

Smile brightly, baby, and the world will eventually smile back at you.

Six, 11.30.

Today you are full moon.

Many relatives and friends come to see you. Say your eyes are exactly the same as Mom’s. When Mom was a child, she had big eyes as clear as water, but after so many years, they have become cloudy. Mom hopes you will be clear all your life.

Seven, 12.18

Since your full moon, you have started to reverse day and night. At night, you work hard to fight Mommy without stopping. When Mommy is a little sleepy, you shout loudly. cry. As if afraid of being alone in the middle of the night. So Mommy tried her best to hold her eyes open, letting you feel Mommy's sobriety. The mother and daughter faced each other hard, until the first ray of sunlight broke through the night sky in the morning. You seemed to have caught the light and felt relieved, then gave up the last struggle and fell asleep. We have conducted experiments countless times during this period, and no matter what, you have not been awakened. Just like you have tried countless times at night, but no matter what, you have never been coaxed to sleep.

Baby, you are really here to overturn Mommy’s world, starting with the biological clock.

But what can I do? I love you. More than love my sleep.

Eight, 12.30

Mommy is about to collapse. After so many days, you still have no distinction between day and night. Every time I hold you and put you to sleep for the hundred and first time, you cry loudly in protest.

Mommy slowly went from worrying about whether you were feeling uncomfortable, to becoming irritated, to having eyelids clenching, to wanting to ignore you. . . . But I can't ignore you. When you cry for more than a minute, Mommy's heart starts to feel like being scratched by a cat's paws, blaming herself for ignoring you. You burst into tears, and your numb heart felt like an earthquake.

Go to sleep, dear baby. Mommy sings a lullaby for you, okay?

Nine, 1.17

Recently, you like to listen to Mama humming, twinkling and sparkling, and you fall asleep while humming. You little one slept soundly in my arms. I seemed to be holding the most precious treasure in the world, and I was careful, for fear of accidentally waking you up.

Your biological clock begins to normalize and you find the feeling of day and night.

Rookie Mami’s confidence is back again. Thank you for tempering Mommy. From now on, Mommy is no longer afraid of insomnia.

As long as there is hope, those are just clouds. Baby, are you right?

Ten, 3.24

In the blink of an eye, you are almost half a year old, and your expressions are getting richer and richer. Mom made an emoticon for you. Everyone who has seen it says it is cute.

In Mom’s heart, you are unique. Mom will keep your emoticons forever. One day when you see them, you will ask me, whose baby is this? So cute!

You guess.

November, 4.19

I will take you to take pictures today. The styling made Mom and the photographer look cute. Decided to make a photo album for you every year until you are 18 years old. Arrange them neatly in a pile, Xuehan, take these 18 photo albums to explore the world.

Twelve, 5.20

You can already sit firmly. Rookie Mom has not made much progress yet. I have to coax you to trim your nails for a long time, but to no avail. I can only have a chance while you are asleep.

Thirteen, 6.16

You have been swimming very hard recently. Not afraid of water at all. The little meaty legs were kicking back and forth in the water. Very energetic.

Mommy watched you kicking in the water and murmured to herself, swimming like this should make your legs thinner, right? Please, please, please don't have numb legs. The nanny next to me heard this and was speechless.

Fourteen, 8.1

Two o'clock in the morning. You just fell asleep. I kept crying for no reason. Until my uncle came to help.

It seems that Mommy is going to work hard. Is motherhood not enough? He actually fell asleep in his uncle's arms.

Mommy needs to be gentler and stronger. This can give you a sense of security. Rookie Mom, how about growing up with you?

Fifteenth, 9.03

Tonight, your uncle said that if Dudu is an only child and gets married, you will faint from tears.

I'm not worried at all. Because Mommy has already made arrangements. When Xuehan's baby was three years old, he signed a marriage agreement with Mommy. Press your fingerprint to pull the hook, and it will remain unchanged for a hundred years.

Sixteen, 10.21

One year old. Happy birthday, dear baby.

I hope your eyes can only see smiles, I hope every tear you shed will be touching

I hope every dream you have in the future will not be in vain, in heaven and on earth, if it is true, It’s worthy of praise, and it’s because of you that it becomes noisy.

Seventeenth, 12.3

Three o'clock in the morning. You burst into tears. Calling daddy daddy. My heart ached. I got up and went to the bathroom. Unexpectedly, you looked at me blankly with confusion on your face. After a few seconds, you suddenly crawled towards me, like a neat little kitten, silently, half-lying on the bed and watching. I. His clean black eyes filled my heart with love and affection.

I have you in my life. Mom is so lucky. My love for you is beyond words. I only know that you help me keep my heart warm in my coldest moments.

I hope that we, mother and daughter, will love each other for the rest of our lives. Baby. Mom will work hard to become better and more competent. Let you see how beautiful the fireworks in this world are.

Eighteenth, 2019.2.5

The first Spring Festival you spent with Mom.

Fireworks burst out of the window. Sometimes the fireworks get cold easily, but this year, because of you, they didn't cool down for a long time.

Nineteen, 3.5

March 5, 2019, is the first time you get out of bed and look for Mommy. After shouting to your mother several times but she still hasn't brought you water, you quickly get out of bed and come out to find your mother. Wearing long pajamas and bare little feet, the way she looked at Mommy with a confused look on her face was so waxy and soft that it instantly melted her heart.

Twenty, 3.18

Today I went out to get the milk bottle and went back to the room, just in time for you to show off your skills and get out of bed. His little body carefully pressed against the edge of the bed, and his short legs tentatively stretched out to the ground. Due to the strength and tension, he made a syllable that sounded like "pubbing". Finally, his two little feet lightly touched the ground and landed successfully. So cute! It turns out that getting out of bed is not easy. But you are still trying to get out of bed by yourself again and again.

You seem to carry a warmth, and its power is better than any chicken soup. When people look at you, tenacity arises in their hearts.

Twenty-one, 3.20

Today you were naughty and messed around with things, and accidentally knocked over a heavy ball. The ball fell and hit Mommy's instep. Ma Ma screamed and said it hurt.

Your big eyes fluttered, you stopped turning around, squatted down and touched the numb instep with your little hands, and said softly, "Blow, it doesn't hurt." The serious look in his eyes seemed to show distress.

In an instant, my heart melted again.

Never underestimate the love your children have for you.

Your children may not be able to use chopsticks or even distinguish between their left and right hands, but they are born to love you.

They are gifts from God, like a slow snail, taking you to enjoy the most beautiful scenery in the world.

Baby, I want you to take your mommy and walk slowly and appreciate the world.

Twenty-two:4.3

The first fish I cooked for you. Although a bit ugly.

Honey, don’t worry about your vegetarian mom forcing you to stay away from meat just yet. [呲呲][呲呲][呲呲]

Twenty-three, May 9

Studying pregnancy and childbirth courses these days. When I heard this analogy, I couldn't help but moisten my eyes. : Babies born by caesarean section are relatively insecure. This is like a person sleeping soundly at home without any clothes on. Suddenly the door is kicked open and someone takes him out naked and exposes him to the sun.

I remember your little frightened appearance. . . .

I'm sorry, Mommy will love you even more.

Twenty-four, 9.18

Dudu has not been around these days, and I can't sleep at night. He sat up and looked at the photos of Dudu when he was one year old. My heart was cute again.

I sleep particularly well when Dudu is around. Every time I tell her the story of Peppa Pig and the dog walking, she gets sleepy while telling her, and talks incoherently. The baby listens quietly, blinks her big eyes, and clings to Mommy, Little hands holding big hands. . . Sleep quietly.

Baby, with you by my side, Mama feels at peace. Thank you for giving me such a wonderful time.

Twenty-four months have flown by. It's late at night. The train finally arrived. Mom thought of a place called Fairy Tale Town. Share it with you. I hope that you, my dear, can have a fairy tale town of your own in the future. Live happily ever after.

Fairy Tale Town

I heard that Snow White is running away

Little Red Riding Hood is worried about the Big Bad Wolf

I heard that the Mad Hatter likes Alice< /p>

The ugly duckling will turn into a white swan

I heard that Peter Pan is not long

Jack has a harp and magic

I heard that in the forest There is a candy house

Cinderella lost her beloved glass slipper

Only the wise river knows

Snow White ran away because of fun After leaving the castle

Little Red Riding Hood has something to suppress herself

A big red robe that turns into a wolf

There is always a winding path in Fairy Tale Town

The colorful river in it

is stained with the perverse atmosphere of magic

yet twists and turns in love

The continuous flow raises the water splash

and is involved again A curtain of time falls into water

Let all the long, long time ago

come to the moment of happy ending

I heard that Sleeping Beauty was buried

The little mermaid is looking at the Golden Palace

I heard that Apollo turned into a golden crow

There are saber-toothed tigers running on the grassland

I heard that Pinocchio always tells lies

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Rumpelstiltskin has a box full of gems

I heard there is an everlasting tree on the cliff

The red shoes dance tirelessly

Only the wise river Know

Sleeping Beauty escapes the suffering of life

The little mermaid puts the sun into eyeshadow

and falls into the embrace of foam

There is always one Meandering through

the colorful river in the fairy tale town

tainted with the perverse atmosphere of magic

yet twisting in love

The stream never stops flowing Rising from the water

Time is swept into the water again

Let all those long, long ago

come to a happy ending

There is a dreamy river that meanders through

the fairy tale town

that separates ideals from reality

and meets again at the mountain pass ahead

The endless stream raises the water splash

Another curtain of time flows into the water

Let all the long, long time ago

arrive at the moment of happy ending

Two years old. Happy birthday, Xiao Hanhan

You will always be Mom’s unique treasure.

Good night.