My dearest son, falling in love with you, gave you the right to hurt me, not only physically, but also mentally.

Born.

Ever since you became attached to me, you've been sick and vomiting, and then your figure has gone out of shape, bloated and ugly. It just rained a little in Mao Mao. Until I was tortured by you and the pain that followed for more than ten hours, I couldn't survive and couldn't beg for death. Finally, I spared my life. I bypassed the gate of hell and returned to this world with you. Only you are a nobody. "It's a boy", when I heard this sentence, I felt a little proud. Wow, my little prince charming, my little baby, thank you for your cooperation and giving my mother a second life.

Postpartum depression has started since I came to your side. Breast-feed in the middle of the night, wake up n times at night, and get up from early to early. Hungry, tired, cold and hot, they all want to cry to me. Slowly, I was infected by you, and your crying attracted countless tears from me. It also made me grow up early. When I was young, I began to experience dark circles, red eyes, crow's feet and white hair.

Slowly, you learned to walk, told your father to call your mother, and began to go to kindergarten. Remember the second month you just went? I can't find you after school in the afternoon. When I called the police, my mother cried herself hoarse and dried her tears. My heart broke. She broke down several times. Two hours later, you leisurely followed your classmate's grandmother back to kindergarten. Do you know that the time when you got lost was unforgettable for your mother? Every time I can't see you after school, my little heart will be pounding.

grow up

Since I had you, my life is complete. Because I love you, I have hope and a goal in my life. My happiest thing is watching you grow up slowly.

When you start reading books and newspapers, you will know more words and understand more truth. Let's go to the park and go shopping together. When you were 5 years old, you were like this, pointing to a toy: "Mom, I want to buy this: Transformers, assembly, remote-controlled cars, airplanes ..."

When you were 8 years old, you pointed to the car model in the toy cupboard and said, "Mom, I'll buy you a sports car when I grow up. What color do you like? " Then he dragged me to the gold and silver jewelry counter and said, Mom, do you like rings or gold bars, bracelets or necklaces? I will buy it for you when I grow up ... I don't know when your mantra changed from "I want to buy it" to "buy it for you". Although my mother knows that this is just a distant empty check, she has gained countless happiness. Son, my mother doesn't like cars, and she is even less interested in gold, silver and jewelry. She just likes traveling and photography. I hope you can be a happy ordinary person and travel around Qian Shan with your parents to record our days together. Dad is a husband, and my dearest son is of course my lifelong lover. However, your silly father can't speak sweet words, and all the most beautiful and touching love words in the world are said by the little baby to his mother.

When you were four years old, I took you to Suzhou and Hangzhou to see the flowing water of the small bridge, but what you cared about was the popcorn in the roadside shop. When I was five years old, I took you to Nanjing to see the Qinhuai River and Shanghai to see the Oriental Pearl, but you were only interested in transformers in toy stores. When I was 6 years old, I took you to Jinan to see Daming Lake and Baotu Spring, but you were only interested in water gun spraying. At the age of 7, I took you to Beijing to see the Great Wall, and to Sanya, Xiamen to see the sea and play with sand. When I was 8 years old, I took you to Yunnan to feel exotic.

Son, working-class parents just try their best to give you the happiest and happiest childhood. Your parents have taken you all over the country while other children are in cram school, learning dance and painting. I don't know if you will complain that your mother loves you in her own way when you grow up, whether you like it or not, but her mother always wants to give you the best childhood and the best life.

Dear son, with you in my life, my mother's journey in this life is no longer lonely. Every son is my mother's lifelong sweetheart.

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