To my daughter: I will grow up with you, but I don't need you to grow old with me.

Dear daughter, time flies. You will be six years old in a few months. To my surprise, your head has grown a lot recently, just a little shorter than your mother's shoulders.

I often wonder, is this against the rhythm of the sky? If we go out in the future, people may think we are sisters.

What makes me most gratified and happy is that you are much more sensible than last year. You are good at reading words and observing emotions, and learn to be considerate of your elders.

Whenever I am sad, you will ask me what's wrong. Whenever I am happy, you will let me share those happy things with you.

You often say to me: "Mom, you have worked hard", "Mom, thank you" and "Mom, I love you!" Something like that

As you grow up, I feel more and more the meaning of the sentence "My daughter is my mother's intimate little cotton-padded jacket".

Occasionally, every time you fall asleep, I will think of everything from birth to now. And I want to record these at this time, which is also a nostalgia for the past.

201365438+1October 15 When the doctor finished my operation, you came into this world. I was lying on the operating table and heard your crying for the first time. At that moment, I really felt I was a mother, a mother.

At that time, the doctor was stitching up my wound, so I couldn't move, so I didn't see you for the first time. I'm really looking forward to meeting you.

When I got off the operating table and came to the ward, I saw your little mouth squirming in grandma's arms and your eyes dimly open. That little hand, face and head melted my heart.

I am excited and happy inside. ...

What bothers me is that I don't have milk, so I can only rely on milk powder to provide you with the nutrition you need.

After anesthesia, I can't move in pain. Your grandmother held you by my side, and I felt uncomfortable even looking at you, because I moved a little and the wound tore my heart out.

Three days later, the doctor told me to get out of bed and walk around. In order to take care of you, I walk repeatedly in the corridor of the hospital every day, step by step like a child who just learned to walk.

There is still no milk after discharge. For you to have breast milk, I never eat fat meat, stewed ribs, stewed pig's trotters, chicken ... I have eaten everything that can be milked, but it still doesn't work, which is very depressing.

I was worried that you wouldn't suck your nipples. Endure the pain of the wound in the middle of the night and pick you up to practice sucking. You can't eat milk. Your root bit my nipple, but I still endure it twice a day.

That's when I really realized what it means to be a mother.

Fortunately, after a month, I can finally breastfeed. I am very happy.

Because it is a caesarean section, my body is weak, and I will feel a stomachache if I am not careful.

At that time, I couldn't take care of you because I was afraid of what was wrong with my body. I was so careful in everything I did. I am even more afraid that I am not good enough to be a competent mother.

After giving birth, your grandmother gave me the task of taking care of you because she couldn't take care of you all the time because she had too much farm work in the field.

I'll change your clothes, put you to sleep, and wash your little ass …

Every time I hit you, your little head is dangling and your body is soft. I am always careful for fear of hurting you.

I am surprised that I can complete your daily care by myself, and I naturally learned to be a mother without guidance.

I think this may be the first truth you taught me: don't always think about relying on others, but rely on yourself in everything.

As time goes by. Seven months later, you learned to sit, nine months later, you learned to climb, and you slowly learned to call me "mom", which moved me to pieces.

After that, you learned to walk, eat and talk, and before you know it, you are old enough to go to kindergarten. It suddenly occurred to me how you grew so fast, and you grew so big before you knew it. Before I could savor the happiness, you went to school with your bag on your back.

I have come to know that raising a child requires a lot of energy and time, and it will be accompanied by a lot of sadness and tears, as well as a lot of warmth and emotion.

Later, in order to make a living, I had to leave you to work in the city, and found a job with low salary but plenty of rest time, because in this way, I could spare more time to accompany you.

I know better that as a child, you don't need to wear expensive clothes and eat rich food, but you need the love and companionship of your parents, so I'd rather be bitter and tired and wait for you.

Every weekend, I will drive home non-stop to see you. Every time we meet, we will hug each other tightly and hide our concern and thoughts for each other in our arms.

Your father and I divorced last year. I didn't hide it from you, but frankly said, "Your father and I are divorced, and we are going to separate. You can live with your mother in the future. " You look confused and don't know what divorce is.

But I told you anyway, because you will know sooner or later. I think it is better to give you a sound personality than a decent home.

I don't feel indebted to you either, because I accompany you with my heart every day, give you enough love, study, play and grow with you.

I'm not limiting your freedom. You miss your father, and your grandparents can go back at any time, because I know I can control your people, but I can't control your heart.

Every time I come back from my grandma's house, I will tell you how naughty and cute your second uncle's brother is. He always calls you "Sister, Sister" and is always with you.

Tell me about your great-grandmother. She always goes to the fields to water and weed vegetables every day. Tell me about her grandparents who took you to the market and bought you many snacks and toys ... Many interesting and warm stories.

Although your father and I are separated, as your relatives, the love for you from me, your father and your grandparents has never changed.

No matter in the past or in the future, we will always love you, like you and accompany you. You are the most beautiful princess and the most precious wealth in our mind.

Now, no matter how busy and tired I am every day, I will accompany you to do homework, play with you and tell you picture books before going to bed.

Many people say that I am a qualified mother, but I only give myself a passing grade for the role of mother, because I know that I don't do well on weekdays.

Now our mother and daughter love each other and live happily.

I hope you grow up, but I don't want you to grow up, but I know you will grow up one day, and you will have your own family and work, your own friends and children, and your own life.

I can only take advantage of the good times to love you and cherish the little things with you.

At this moment, I just want to say to you: "I don't need anything in return, you just need to grow up healthily and happily." I grew up with you, you don't have to grow old with me, you just have to be happy. "

This is my mother's truest heart.

Finally, I end today's record with a little poem I wrote to you.