Talk about weaning

Pregnancy in October, a delivery, from birth and weaning to the first admission and graduation, every experience is a signal of children's growth. In the journey of children's life, "mother" is always the one who protects herself attentively, comforts herself with her arms and follows herself with her eyes. Let's share some short messages about mothers giving their children and talk about 37-degree love after weaning.

Love Quotations of Breastfeeding at 37 Degrees;

1, goodbye to the 37℃ link between us, and you are an independent villain from now on.

2. From frequent night breastfeeding to spontaneous sleep, growth is a gorgeous transformation about independence. Mom is proud of you. I have seen the starlight in the morning 12345, and you are satisfied in my arms! Although it is hard, I don't regret it.

3, weaning diary: stronger than I thought, not crying or making trouble, clever makes me feel bad. I always hope that you will grow up, be independent, and be full of sadness and concern when you really face it.

Although you haven't known the world for a long time, you have successfully experienced a great event-weaning. Mom will always miss the days when we were close, the warmth that belonged to us.

I just know that it is very difficult to open and feed milk. I didn't expect weaning to be very sad. There will be more growth in the future, and mom will definitely participate with you.

To my mother:

1, maternal love is bitter advice when confused; Motherly love is an earnest reminder when traveling; Motherly love is a kind smile when you are lonely and helpless.

2. Mom is God. It's just that Dai Yue broke her heart over time and was consumed by a worthless child like me.

There is one of the most beautiful voices in the world, and that is the mother's call. Gratitude for my mother's thoughts has warmed my years.

I want the romance and spoil of this life, and I will always keep one for my mother.

I heard that God can't be everywhere, so I created my mother. You deserve both bread and roses.

My mother put her fairy tale feather clothes in a box, and since then, she has been covered with fireworks.