The schedule has been a bit tight in the past few days. Both the keeper and I felt very tired, so we decided to take a day trip today to relax.
One bite!
One bite!
One bite!
Eat the sorrow, hahaha!
"This is dad's coffee, I can't drink it. This is mom's coffee, I can't drink it. This is my milk, you can drink it! Haha!"
"Dad, look, I've eaten all the Gu Gu Chicken..."
purchase!
purchase!
purchase!
There’s no better way to decompress than unpacking!
On the way back, we encountered an intersection without a traffic light. We had to cross the road to wait for Didi on the other side. When I was about to cross the road, the keeper subconsciously held my hand. Every time I was warmed by these details, I felt that I was the happiest person in the world.
This is a habit of his, including when walking down steps, climbing mountains, etc., he will hold my hand tightly. When asked why, he would grin and say, "I was afraid you would fall!" Every time, I would pretend to be angry and ask, "How stupid do you think I am..." In fact, my heart was already secretly sweet!
Well~ today’s theme is to confess to the breeders~
We have been married for more than three years, but we are more dependent on each other than when we were in love. It is said that a good marriage is about mutual achievement and making each other better. This is indeed the case.
Since we got married, we have fewer and fewer arguments and more and more tacit understanding. Whether it was quitting our jobs or buying an RV, we always hit it off, including in our daily lives when we coincided with each other and spoke in unison every day.
In my mind, the breeder is the perfect husband, but I am not a perfect wife. I don't cook well, I always leave things behind, I'm fragile and sensitive, and I break down easily. But every time he encountered a problem, he would resolve it with his tolerance.
Suddenly I remembered what the breeder often said jokingly, "With you and my son, I will have both a son and a daughter!" Every time I would blame him for taking advantage of me, but now that I think about it carefully, I have indeed been taken advantage of by him without knowing it. Pampered like a child.
He is always worried when I am alone. He is worried that I have forgotten to turn off the gas stove, that someone is knocking on the door, that I will lose my phone when I go out alone, and that I am not looking carefully when I cross the road. , worried that I would get lost while driving... I kept giving instructions on the phone every time, as if I was a person who couldn't take care of myself.
When I was on maternity leave after giving birth to Brother Chen, I was sensitive, suspicious, irritable and irritable like other mothers. However, many mothers have conflicts with their husbands, but I am not. What I look forward to most every day is for my husband to come home from get off work.
He took over Brother Chen as soon as he entered the house, and I followed him chattering for hours. All the fatigue and irritability of taking care of the baby during the day, all the grievances and unhappiness in my heart, will disappear after being made laugh by him again and again...
Later, when we left our parents and settled in Chengdu, I became a high-risk occupational group with the most public opinions in society - a stay-at-home mother.
However, I did not experience the series of experiences that a stay-at-home mother said in my circle of friends, such as losing her family status, losing herself, becoming unkempt, etc. Instead, I became more confident with the support of the breeders.
Every time I was helpless in front of Brother Chen who was crying and started to break down and cry, the breeder would drop everything and come to comfort me first, no matter how urgent the work at hand was or how hard Brother Chen was crying. He always said that I am the core of the family. Only if I am happy every day can the family be happy and harmonious.
As long as he is not busy at work, he will take Brother Chen away and give me a holiday so that I can have time to do what I want to do. Whenever there is a chance, he will take me to the world of two people to enjoy the sweetness that belongs only to us.
He knows that I am very concerned about my lack of income, and is worried that I will be reluctant to spend money because of this. He will always use holidays or anniversaries to buy me better skin care products than before, and regularly transfer money to my Alipay. After a while, he will take me to the mall to buy clothes, support me to go to beauty salons, support me in fitness...
"Wife, it's not that you're not working. Your job is to take care of Chenchen. No amount of money can buy this. It can't be replaced by anyone. It's the hardest job." This is what he often comforts me with. One sentence, that is, this sentence, pulled me back from the edge of self-doubt again and again.
All along, he was the one who made money to support the family, he was the one who cooked, and he was the one who took care of everything in the family. I still don’t know where to pay property fees, or how much my monthly electricity, water, and internet bills are.
But even though he is so good and perfect, I still find him disgusting because he doesn’t know how to lay sheets, doesn’t like to wash socks, throws clothes away... he still gets yelled at by me. Every time I faced me who disliked him, he always smiled and touched my head, looked at me and said, "Why else would I be your husband? In this way we complement each other!" Then there was a hug...all the unhappiness, I would be melted by his warm embrace, and every time I would blame him, "Can't you just let me be angry!"
As I write this, my eyes are wet with tears. There are so many details like this in life. I am surrounded by his gentleness every moment, and I continue to grow in his gentleness.
Thank you, my breeder, thank you for still loving me as before, even more than before, even after seeing all the bad things about me...
Thank you for marrying me to love...
Thank you for pampering me like a child...