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Raising children, Ma Fei, let's talk.

Text | A Dai Dad

I feel so miserable to have a three-day holiday on New Year's Day.

I think raising a A Dai is like cooking an eagle.

Too often, he is more and more energetic, but my wife and I are more and more depressed. It doesn't matter if you spend money, your parents want to cry.

Originally this holiday, I promised to take A Dai to play with my wife two days ago and change her clothes on the last day.

As a result, the plan can't keep up with the change. The night before the shift change, my wife and I had a quarrel. I don't know if it was premeditated or unintentional.

Anyway, when I got up the next morning, I went out to buy breakfast. I took A Dai to paint, watch movies, eat, take a shower, sleep, tell stories, do my homework, mop the floor and bring a courier all day. ...

During the three-day holiday, I didn't read a page or write a word. I collapsed in anxiety and struggled to get up in the collapse.

It costs money to raise a baby, but I feel a little distressed when I take out my bag, which is more or less tolerable.

However, taking care of parents is a snot and a tear. It is endless suffering, and my body, energy and time are often exhausted.

Let me cite some good times before the baby was born.

I clearly remember that when my wife and I fell in love and got married, we either went to the movies or went out for dinner.

Looking through the diaries and Weibo at that time, almost every month, high-speed trains went north to Guangzhou and visited many places.

I can finish reading a book in two days and brush one American drama after another.

Even if I have to go to work on Monday, I will get up at 8 am and go out at 8 am 10. At the end of the day, you can clearly know what you did today and have a strong sense of gain.

What about after A Dai was born? The word "freedom" basically means goodbye.

My wife's three-life temper was exhausted in this year.

One-or two-year-old children are still ignorant, lovely and obedient, and they are very tired with them. But when I was five or six years old, I really felt that dogs were too disgusting.

This year, A Dai went to the kindergarten middle class, and the teacher began to assign homework.

Although the homework in kindergarten is very simple, draw a color, paste a few puzzles, and learn two "good" words with Ipad at most, my wife's brain has been hurt several times.

The child has limited attention and can't sit on his ass. Drink water for a while and sharpen pencils for a while. The most troublesome thing is that A Dai's mother is also a school scum.

Let a college scum tutor another primary school scum, and the result is four words: chicken flies and dogs jump.

At first, my wife sent A Dai to class every week. The ideal model is: children learn, adults listen, and go home for counseling.

But after sending it two or three times, the university dregs can't understand it, and in turn let the primary school dregs teach her. It's not a problem for me at first sight, so I have to accept it.

If A Dai doesn't learn well, my wife will be angry. When my wife gets angry, I have no good life. The most direct consequence is that the frequency of buying Lancome small black bottles is several times more than last year.

I took out Lycium barbarum, my wife made boat-fruited Sterculia, and A Dai put safflower oil. We are a harmonious and friendly family.

, Fei Dad.

My strongest feeling is that he takes up a lot of my time.

For example, now that my wife is pregnant with a second child, I get up at seven every morning.

First, I went out to buy breakfast, then I went home, coaxed A Dai to get dressed, brushed his teeth, ate breakfast, and carried his schoolbag on his back until I went out at eight o'clock.

In this hour, "eat quickly", "it's too late" and "where are the shoes?" "Where did you put the cup?" One head and two big ones!

How much thought was wasted.

I used to need only ten minutes alone.

It's hard for me to be alone.

As long as I am at home, it is difficult for me to keep quiet. Sit down in the study for less than three minutes, A Dai came running:

Dad, dad, I want to eat this, I want to see that, why is this not that, that is not this? ...

It is beyond my wildest dreams to spend an afternoon alone and read a book.

Too many times, I was bored, so I had to turn on the IPAD to show him cartoons.

He became quiet as soon as he saw the cartoon. But as long as quiet for ten minutes, the wife will rush in and scold:

Don't show TV to the children! Can't you take him to play for a while?

"I love learning. Learning makes my mother happy, my mother is happy and the whole family is happy. " I sincerely hope that A Dai can understand this truth as soon as possible.

In case he doesn't understand in the first year of high school and the second year of high school, it may be that the sea of suffering is endless and he doesn't know where the shore is.

What did A Dai think of me on New Year's Day?

On the first day, I took him to the amusement park. I played for a long time and ate a McDonald's. I'm exhausted, so is he. I went home that night and fell asleep at two or nine.

The next day, I got up at 10 o'clock and took him to a local park for another tour.

I was supposed to finish my shift, but I quarreled with my wife at night. The reason is that I ordered A Dai to take a bath, and it didn't take long to shout, and then I choked up in a few words.

The final result was that my wife went on strike and I took care of the baby on the third day. I now highly suspect that my wife deliberately started this fight, just because I don't want to take care of the children.

According to the original plan, on the last day of the holiday, I planned to read a book, write an article on parenting and swim, but I did these things:

In the morning, I asked A Dai to paint. At noon, Wanda ate fast food. In the afternoon, I watched the movie Octopus. In the evening, I ate a bowl of mutton soup. On the way, I took him to the office to get the materials.

Seriously, it's really torture for me to take A Dai to the cinema to watch cartoons.

Five-and six-year-old children watched Underwater Column and Wang Wang Team Made Great Achievements with relish. People in their thirties like me can only doze off.

Even if you wake up from a nap, take a quick look. Otherwise, the movie is over and the children can't talk to you about the plot at all. He will think that his father is too perfunctory and his trust will be greatly reduced.

Of course, you can also choose not to go anywhere for three days and stay at home. But anyone who has ever been with a child should know:

Taking care of a five-or six-year-old child at home is much more tiring than taking him out to play.

Actually, I am very happy to take my children to play.

As long as time permits, taking the children to eat, drink and walk around is physical fatigue at most, and there is nothing to talk about.

And in fact, in the past two years, from one month to two or three weeks, I will definitely take my baby out for a long trip. As for the weekend, I don't know how many times I went to the surrounding museums, commercial streets, parks and playgrounds.

Sometimes, I just ride my bike and take A Dai for a ride, chatting in the afterglow, "Can I jump to the moon with a pair of spring shoes?" "Is G&D Altman awesome or Siro Altman?".

But the crux of the matter is that I am also an ordinary parent, and I have to earn money to support my family.

Everyone's day is 24 hours. Use more here and less there.

Playing with him means that I can't be alone, naturally I can't think and read things calmly, which naturally affects my income.

If I don't play with him, he is my flesh and blood, my responsibility, my reconciliation with the world. So, no amount of money can match this happiness? Not worth it.

Wasting time and doing nothing. Often busy and frustrated, mental anxiety, and even make excuses for themselves.

Well, what can I do now without A Dai? If I am still single, what can I do?

In a sense, after having children, I understand why many people tend to play soy sauce once they have children.

I don't want to fight, but I really have limited time and energy. Can cope with the work and do less. How dare your children stay?

Just like two steel wires, one side is called work, and you need to earn money to support your family. On the other hand, children need to spend time with them.

It is actually quite difficult to balance these two steel wires. Many couples' parents are short-lived, trivial and frivolous, which also stems from this.

Many times, the pressure and anxiety of raising a baby are invisible.

My wife and I quarreled, which is probably the reason. I quarreled with my wife, which is probably the reason.

What did you say?/Sorry?

Of course, the best way is to manage time and improve work efficiency. But this thing is easier said than done, but it is not simple.

After A Dai fell asleep last night, in a state of extreme anxiety, I got up again and found Yi Shu's novel The Last Romance.

I glanced at it in a hurry and closed the last page. It was already one o'clock in the morning. Although it took a lot of effort, it gave me the illusion that I had done something after a three-day holiday.

Unfortunately, I was late this morning.

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