There is a kind of love called "Your mother thinks you are cold"

There is a kind of love called "Your mother thinks you are cold", and I am such a mother.

? The girl was born in October of the lunar calendar, and the weather began to get cold. Because my daughter has a big head and I am a primipara, it is difficult to give birth. Finally, I cut horizontally, my body was weak, and it was even difficult to get up. After giving birth, I was left alone in the delivery room. It's quite cold in Chengde after three o'clock in the evening in October of the lunar calendar. There is only one cabinet air conditioner in the corner of the huge delivery room. Although it was set to 30 degrees, I only covered a quilt, and I was still shivering with cold. I don't know if it's because of weakness or postpartum cold. I became very afraid of the cold. It was not until May Day of the following year that I took off my thickest cotton trousers. It's ridiculous to say. I guess everyone didn't even wear long trousers on May Day, so I took off the thickest cotton trousers. It may be that I usually dress and undress my children with feelings, or it may be that the children wear too much, and it is easy to get angry and cough when they are hot.

After giving birth to her daughter, because she is the first child of the whole family for so many years, all the babies are tight, the heating is given, and the fire is particularly strong at any time. The room is over 20 degrees, and the children are chewing gum all month. At that time, it should be hot.

? There is an old saying: "If you want to be safe, you must be hungry and cold!" Maybe, from the beginning, I was wrong! Lest she be frozen and hungry, the more careful she is, the more careful she is, but the children she brings out are more likely to get sick. Being a mother for the first time, I don't know anything. I just grope slowly and sometimes make mistakes. ...

When my daughter was more than two months old, she was hospitalized with a high fever. She was so young and miserable. Later, my daughter coughed and had a fever when she was two weeks old. I didn't want to get fluids, so she was hospitalized for the second time. After all, she didn't avoid the second infusion. ...

? I wonder if it's the root cause. As long as a cold is on the throat, it is always easy to cough repeatedly. Western medicine and Chinese medicine have all been eaten, seen everywhere, and even been to Beijing Children's Hospital ... The price of the soul is only much higher than that of other parents, but it still doesn't help ... I don't know what else I can do. I really hope I can get sick and cough for her. I will do anything. ...

? Last night, she had a bad cough and didn't fall asleep until half past eleven! Listening to her cough, I felt very uncomfortable, but I could do nothing. I feel particularly helpless. No one can understand my feelings, no one can understand, no one can feel the same ... I always can't control my emotions when I least expect them ... In the silent night, tears seem like a river that has burst its banks for a long time. ...

? The road to growth is a single-plank bridge, and only one person can walk alone ... Life is like this, and we have to always compromise with life. ...

At that time, I was wondering if my brother and sister were sick when they were young, and my mother would secretly cry in the silent night. I got pneumonia when I was 50 days old. At that time, the traffic was inconvenient, and my mother took me to the hospital for injections every day ... I ate too many peanuts at my grandmother's house in less than two weeks, and I fell ill with a stomachache. At that time, our house was built and I was busy during the day. I cried at night because of my stomachache. In order to let my father have a rest after a hard day's work, my mother held me in her arms and walked back and forth in the new house without decoration for many nights ... until I was a teenager, I still only ate pancakes without eating the skin. ...

? I probably inherited it from my mother, and I can't hold anything in my heart. Whenever I meet a sick child, I'm at a loss and I'm too anxious to do anything else. But I didn't inherit her efforts. At that time, my mother was much more difficult than me! I have lost a lot of patience with my children. I am often scolded by my mother, and I always yell at my children. I may have inherited it from my father. Whenever a child cries, I feel annoyed inside. ...

? This kind of personality is actually quite bad. I hope the two children can be optimistic and cheerful in the future, not like me. ...

? Maybe paying too much attention to children is not a good thing. In fact, our children are not the only ones who are sick. Every day, parents in the kindergarten group ask teachers for help to take medicine ... The seasons change, the temperature difference is large, and children are prone to get sick, but I just get upset and anxious when I hear children cough. ...

It seems that we should follow the old adage in the future, and we should not let the children get hot or cold, so that's all right ... After that, we will listen to the children's opinions. She said that if it is hot, she will cut down on clothes, and if it is cold, she will add clothes, following the children's advice.

? I hope my daughter will grow up soon, and her physical resistance will be much better when she is older. Don't get sick and cough easily! In fact, we have never preferred boys to girls, but we just spend more time with our daughters. For the son, because he is the second child, he loses a lot of patience, and he is a boy, so he is relatively rough. I don't know if it's because boys are born stronger than girls, and sons are in better health. He likes to eat and can eat, and there is something wrong with him. He survived by his own resistance. Once he had a fever and didn't even take antipyretics. His sister was ill and didn't isolate the two children.

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