1. I forgot that nursing is how’s feeling
Last night, I was lying in bed with my daughter, looking through the photos in my cell phone and turning to the nursing photos of her when she was 1 year old.
[Ah! I’m eating nai nai! ]
[Yes, you were naughty when you were a child. Nainai was not good to eat.]
My daughter poked me in the chest, [how ashamed I am ~]
Do you want to become a baby and eat nai nai again? ]
[I don’t want it, I’m a big boy.]
When my daughter fell asleep, I stroked her little face and remembered 3 years ago.
At that time, she was still so small and so small, nestling in my arms like a little monkey to nurse.
Her body is so soft, her wrinkled face is against my skin, and her hairs are shining in the sun.
When was the last feeding?
Why don’t you have any impression?
A little flustered, even can’t remember whether nursing is a what feeling.
How can I forget such a sweet feeling?
2. My baby is a natural milk residue,
My daughter is a natural milk scum.
When the nurse brought the little monster, she could not contain nipples with her mouth open. I was sweating when I was in a hurry and my teeth were twisted with milk headache.
[Other people’s children are running after their nipples like birds. Your mouth is too lazy to open. You will suffer in the future].
Other mothers are less afraid that their children will not have enough milk.
My family is good, white blind I born cow, baby is not good to eat.
His mouth is small, his appetite is small, and his temper is not small. The little fellow will not eat after drinking for a few minutes. He will only eat 20ML at a time. He will wake up after sleeping for less than two hours. He will cry when he eats slowly.
[Little aunt, can’t you grow up a little bit? Eat more each time? ]
In this way, mastitis was abruptly suppressed twice in three months, and I didn’t sleep for more than three hours every night.
She also has a [unique trick to treat her mother], spitting milk if she doesn’t agree with a word.
Eat too much milk, eat urgent vomit, cry also vomit, change clothes and quilt cover several times a day, my body, the room, is an indescribable smell of milk sour,
In the middle of the night, I vomited two sets of bedding one after another. I couldn’t help slapping her on the ass when she collapsed. She cried and I cried.
After adding supplementary food, my daughter upgraded from milk residue to rice residue. She didn’t eat a few mouthfuls of rice flour and had to drink milk every minute. [Be hungry if you don’t eat]. I was so angry that I couldn’t wait to slam the door and watch her cry and couldn’t help putting my nipple into her mouth…
I am most afraid of nightfall every day. I pray silently a hundred times before falling asleep every night: Please don’t wake up and sleep until dawn!
It’s not what people want. At 2: 00 and 5: 00, my treasure, how can you get up on time to eat night milk? Are you an alarm clock?
In the month when the night milk was cut off, she cried and tore her heart and lungs, and her voice shook the whole building.
I held her in my arms and coaxed her to sing, gritting her teeth and sticking to it. Finally, she cried for an hour and was too tired to sleep, but an hour later she woke up and climbed onto my bed to lift my clothes.
I’m really tired. I’ve broken what’s night milk. I can eat as many years as I like.
3. Weaning, Difficult Separation
One year old and seven months old, we finally succeeded in weaning the night milk. We both welcomed each other’s first whole sleep.
My daughter is too fond of milk to eat well, and her height and weight are much lower.
One year old and 10 months old, weaning is on the agenda.
Her mother-in-law said that the best way to wean her was to take her away for three days.
[No, then the child will feel insecure. I’ll break it myself.]
The first time I washed milk powder for my child, I felt a little uncomfortable.
[This is Niu Niu, will you try it, baby? ]
[Niu Niu tastes good or Mom Nainai tastes good? ]
When she said nainai was delicious, she felt relieved and upset. Sure enough, she took two drinks and threw away the bottle and threw it at me.
[Baby can’t oh, mother’s nainai can’t eat.]
[Nainai is ill. You see, it will hurt.]
Looking at the band-aid patch on the nipple, she mumbled [the baby doesn’t eat the pain of the mother], looking at the baby’s love for the mother, my nose is sour, feeling that I am a stepmother, stepmother who doesn’t eat milk.
At night, when I was addicted to milk before going to bed, the child cried and cried for milk, tore open my band-aid, took a big mouthful of milk and vomited it out, [it was so bitter].
It is a pure natural bitter cream for weaning.
[Nainai elf flew away, so Nainai became bitter, the baby grew up, the baby stopped eating Nainai…]
She cried and took another bite and vomited it out.
[Whoops… I want nainai elves back… I don’t want to grow up…]
My baby, my mother doesn’t want you to grow up either. My mother also hopes that you will always be my baby…
Without Nainai’s comfort, my daughter touched my chest with tears and finally went to sleep.
During the weaning days, I was milking every day and holding half a bottle of milk, just like the devil, sometimes secretly pouring it into the bottle for her to drink, fearing that she would eat the familiar taste.
Mother is not afraid of weaning, afraid of you, forget the smell of mother Nainai.
4. If you can do it again
Every time I think back to the nursing time, I always feel that it is too short and not enough.
In those days, I always played with my mobile phone while nursing and chatting on WeChat…
My daughter is eating milk, her eyes are only me, and my eyes are all mobile phones.
If you give me another chance, I hope I can put down my cell phone and feel it well.
In those days, I always felt that there were countless things waiting to be done.
[Eat quickly, sleep quickly after eating, I still have work to do…]
[Have you eaten enough? Mom still has clothes to wash…]
Now think about it, what is in a hurry? Is washing clothes and mopping the floor really that important?
If I am given another chance, I hope I can find my patience and accompany me well.
In those days, I always felt bound by breast milk/
[what can only wean when I am weaned, and when I am weaned, I can eat freely.]
[If only I didn’t have to nurse, I could go out and play with my friends.]
The child goes to kindergarten at the age of 3 and primary school at the age of 6. There is really not much time to be with me.
If I am given another chance, I hope I can feed it once more a day and cherish it.
I miss my daughter’s attachment and satisfaction when she was nursing.
I miss the limp and numbness in my chest when the milk array came.
I miss her little face against me, in the arms of heavy happiness.
In retrospect, the days when I was tired of feeding and weaned at night are all so warm.
I know that one day, you will forget the taste of Nainai.
But the taste of mother will always stay in your heart.
Author: Pirates North & Sakura Dali