My family is a girl!

After more than six months of gestation, people met my first question, which is not the feeling of being pregnant at an advanced age or whether the child is healthy. Almost everyone's questions are written on their faces and expressed directly in words: "Did you go for a B-ultrasound? Is it a man or a woman? " It seems that the routine and important examination of B-ultrasound is only to identify the sex. When I answered politely and calmly "Liu Liu is a girl", almost everyone was disappointed. Disappointment is written on my face unabashedly, and I don't even vomit: "Women are not ideal!" "

People who hold this attitude include not only my elders, but also my friends, classmates and colleagues. I even heard that a senior teacher and sister who is one year older than me is also a teacher in a township. She is also an older second child, and her first child is a girl. She is 4 1 year old and just gave birth to a little princess. Facing the people who went to visit, she said regretfully, "If I had known it was a girl, I wouldn't have given birth!" " I'm gonna start again! "I laughed my head off on the spot: are boys born tall and indomitable? Without going through a difficult feeding process?

Personally, I learned that a friend almost knocked out the doll when he learned that Bauer was still a girl during the inspection, and tried to fight the boy's plan again.

I also heard that some friends who haven't given birth to a second child are preparing to give birth to a second child, trying all kinds of pre-pregnancy conditioning, trying their best to ensure the birth of a boy, and some even give up natural pregnancy and want IVF, relying on high technology to directly give life a complete life.

Family with boys, life with boys = complete?

A boy or a girl? Complete or incomplete? Endless topics.

I am not unaware that this is a traditional and backward Chaoshan area. It's not that I don't know that the idea of "there are three unfilial, and none is great" is still deeply rooted today. I just don't know that even in my environment, among the people who have received higher education and are educating their children, this idea is so strong and enthusiastic. Fortunately, I didn't suffocate or even feel depressed. I'm used to it. Many times, many occasions, many scenes, I have to completely separate myself and my life from others. Don't compare, don't compare.

Actually, I don't know why I have to have a boy. I am such a stubborn and unsociable person.

To continue the incense? However, how long can this fragrance last? We don't know. Inherit the family business? However, we are just working-class parents who have just reached the minimum living standard. To stand tall, to gain a foothold in the village, in the clan and in the small family? Do families with boys have fame, status and respect? Don't those families with boys have worries? Don't those families with boys have regrets? This is what I don't know. Because I haven't experienced the soaring sense of accomplishment and happiness that giving birth to a boy can bring me.

Yesterday, a friend who has always been frank and generous came to have tea. When she learned that Liu Liu was a girl, she was even so disappointed that she couldn't speak for a moment. Finally, she uttered a gloomy sentence: "If only it were a boy!" I also wanted to have a boy, but for different experiences, I naturally had one.

Think about it, whether it is a girl or a boy, being born in our environment is an unfortunate starting point and process. Boys are highly expected by generations and even all people, and are loved by thousands of people. I didn't know there was a small place. I once dealt with a very unpopular junior two boy. He was always late for class, always stealing snacks and always talking back to the teacher. I hate iron not turning into steel, so I hit him on the thigh with a ruler. He immediately dodged and immediately stressed excitedly: "Teacher! I am the only child in my family! My parents never hit me! " I froze! At this time, I know that there is no way to do anything that requires the joint efforts of family education and school education. At that moment, I was breathless and speechless.

Let go of the second child, I like children, and my husband just wants another healthy and lively child aboveboard, never thinking about boys or girls. The enthusiasm and curiosity of the people around us show that we are somewhat affected and hypocritical.

Compared with friends and classmates who have the excitement and celebration of children or boys, the arrival of my family, even in my stomach, has been silent and deserted. I don't have that stage, more like now, time and time again, thinking about why we should have a baby. This is our right and our obligation.

Looking at Beibei sleeping beside me, her long eyes, round and tender face and slightly upturned mouth are so peaceful that I am drunk.

Before going to bed, she always likes to pester me and tell me about her past. Even though some scenes have been told many times, she still never tires of listening to them, reveling in the aftertaste and falling asleep unconsciously. Even breathing is a wonderful lullaby. The arrival of Beibei is my supreme happiness, whether it is crying in childhood or gradually being clever and considerate. With her, I know I am a mother. I must give her all positive things. I am more strict with myself than ever before. I've never been so beautiful and liked myself.

Children let us know ourselves again and reshape ourselves. They are angels. For their healthy growth and happy life, we work hard all the time and dare not relax. A battle between parents and children is purification, practice and nirvana. All I can think about is what I can bring to my children.

During pregnancy, I always go to the toilet at night and can't sleep for two or three hours. I don't regret or struggle. Even if I go back and forth, I just know that every day after I get up is brand new. Especially smile and be patient with Beibei.

I only hope that one day, my children will be happy and proud of having a mother who has been working hard. Although she has no power, talent and material, she has her own firm ideas and positions.