Tell me about the things that happened between my husband and me

A few days ago was our wedding anniversary, which was Valentine’s Day. My husband didn’t buy a gift or write a love letter. Instead, he gave me a meaningful gift—a trip that I could just go on. .

It’s a long story. After three years of marriage, every time it’s my birthday or Chinese and foreign Valentine’s Day, my husband will always give me a “gift” instead of sending me something like “520”, which has a similar homophonic sound to the amount. The "1314" cash red envelope means you can go shopping with me, buy me some clothes, or cook me a delicious meal. I also accepted it and enjoyed it. But since I had a baby, I no longer like these tricks. Although the sense of ritual is very important, these are just a formality for me. One day, I had a sudden idea and told my husband what I thought. Otherwise, we won’t give gifts during the holidays. It feels so boring. Since we both like to travel and are busy at ordinary times, it will be more difficult to go out with the baby. Why don't we travel to celebrate the festival? Even if it's a small and close place, as long as we haven't been there, it's fine. This way we can go to places we haven’t been to every year, which is so much fun. After hearing my idea, my husband nodded. It's true when you think about it. We got married less than a year after we met. We found out we were pregnant not long after we got married. We were always in a hurry and even forgot to see the beautiful scenery around us.

I still remember that when we first met, we were still in different places, and we only communicated our thoughts through QQ typing, voice or video chat. My husband is a train driver, and his work is relatively busy and irregular, but at eight or nine o'clock in the evening, he will always send me a message on time, "Shui Xiaoniu, what are you doing?" He naturally started chatting like this. . I will respond to him readily. Every day we talk aimlessly like this, you say something to me, and unknowingly, time flies by like this. During a chat, I asked my husband out of curiosity: How do you know everything about my work status at school? He responded to me playfully: "Because I installed a positioning radar on you." In fact, I was still confused at the time. It wasn't until one day when my husband took me to his house that I realized that I was being "monitored" every day. No wonder my husband knew everything about me. It turned out that my mother-in-law was my colleague. Since then, my relationship with my husband has gotten better and better, and our hearts have become closer and closer. Every night, we hold our mobile phones and spread our thoughts about each other. Time passed by silently, we got married soon, my husband smoothly transferred his job back, and we soon had the fruit of our own love. From the day of our wedding, our busy pace has never stopped. After a few days of rest after the wedding, we quickly returned to work. I also experienced various physical discomforts. I suffered from severe morning sickness during pregnancy, and I continued to attend classes. I had to run to the bathroom and throw up. Since my home is not far from school, I usually choose to walk to school, but sometimes I take the bus when the weather is bad, and I feel uncomfortable when I smell the oil smell. My husband would “force” me to eat all the time, prepare delicious food for me when he had a rest, and send it to school for me personally. Every time I go for a prenatal check-up, my husband will accompany me and comfort me. When I found out I was anemic, I was very worried and always restless, worried that something would happen to my child. My husband was there to persuade me and bought me various blood supplements. Two days before the due date, my stomach started to hurt. Before I could ask for leave, my mother-in-law took the initiative to take me to the hospital to take care of me and take classes for me. The whole family has entered the state of accompanying the childbirth. But I didn't really go into the delivery room until the third day when my stomach hurt, and the doctor prescribed two fingers. The three days of pain prevented me from eating. When I tried to eat something in my mouth, my stomach started to hurt again. It was inoperable at night, and I was woken up by the pain before I could fall asleep. My husband also stayed with me on the bed in the delivery room to help me relieve the pain. After staying up for three days and three nights, my son was finally born. Looking at his young body, I felt sad and happy again. My son was carried out by his family first. After he was put in the delivery room and observed for a while, I got out of bed excitedly and went to the ward accompanied by my family.

When I saw my husband, his eyes were red. I think it was due to the excitement of waiting for a little life to come. It was due to the difficulty of accompanying my wife during the birth. The busy life sometimes makes us forget Why we set out can also make us forget the way we came. us now. They are all growing up slowly. Watching my son change and grow day by day, happy smiles always bloom on the faces of my husband and me. Every day after get off work, we will rush home as soon as possible, because we all know that there are the people we love the most, and there are the sweet burdens we care about the most. Although there is no oath of love, no gold and silver, this beautiful happiness makes me intoxicated.

Thank you for life, thank you for the rare experience and growth in the years, thank you for the care and perseverance of those who are always hard to choose!