Let's talk about my wife this weekend! Before getting married, my husband vowed that he could take a week off after getting the certificate, and then I followed him to get the certificate. I got the certificate, but what about the agreed week off? It used to be a two-week break, and since then I have been a weekend wife. Not long after the wedding, I was lucky enough to be a expectant mother at the weekend and travel with the little ones in my stomach. It's not fun at all, so I'm very cautious because of the bad tire air. Sometimes he is worried that I am not eating well, and he will pick me up for dinner at work and cook me good food every time. At that time, morning sickness was more serious, but it was good to eat the rice cooked by my husband on weekends. Just spit! Eat it first! Later, the expectant mother became a mother, and she still couldn't forget the scene on the day when she gave birth to her daughter. I am the daughter of caesarean section. When I got out of the operating room, he came up quickly, kissed the back of my hand hard and said, thank you! I was moved to tears ... I imagined that picture countless times, which really surprised me, because he never kissed me in front of others, but kissed me in front of his family and nurses that day. Perhaps it is because of this that I am willing to be a weekend wife, to wait for him at home with my baby, and to study recipes for him. Sometimes I really want to kick him when I am angry, but I vaguely remember his kindness. Today, my daughter is 20 months old, and we have known each other for almost 3 years. We quarreled, quarreled, cried and laughed. Fortunately, I persisted. It's easier to give up than to persist. But I am willing to be a good mother and wife for him.
It's the baby's stage for the weekend. On the small weekend, the baby likes her mother to play with her very much, and prefers her father to take her out to play. Some time ago, for physical reasons, I spent all my time in the hospital. I was going to take her out to play this Saturday and Sunday, but the plan fell through, because dad could have rested, but he was very busy. So only my mother-in-law and I took her these two days. I cooked jiaozi for her after getting up on Saturday morning. She likes pasta, jiaozi, noodles and stewed wonton very much, so I cooked it for her in different ways. Many people think it is unnecessary and waste time, so they sell it in the supermarket. Many people think I am great, but it is not because I am my child. If I don't care about her daily life, will I still be her mother? I can't accept myself like that, and I don't trust to leave my children to the elderly. I don't care about anything else. Although I am a grandparent, I don't rule out that their doting will hurt her. In addition, grandparents have heavy tastes, and children's diet is still light.
She has been able to eat alone. Usually she can't carry the soup bowl, so I help her. I like to raise her in my own way. Some places spoil her, while others are strict. After breakfast, I took her to an early education class. We went early and let her play for a while.
My daughter is really a false lady. She likes moving, climbing high, lying on the ground, running around and turning things over. There is no lady in her body, but I still love her very much.
There was nothing to do at home in the afternoon, so I made a small handicraft and a carrot hairpin for her, which was made with fine Japanese craftsmanship.
This is my first work. Although a little rough, my daughter still likes it. Most of the time, she is the one who supports me. Whether my cooking is delicious or not, she can finish it. No matter whether I treat her well or not, she can forgive me. Whether I really cry or not, she will listen to me as long as she hears my crying. But most of them are pretending to cry, but she is not exposed.
After the early education class, I took her to a flower shop, picked some daisies, bought some flower stickers, and inserted them myself when I came back. I know my mother's flowers are not very beautiful, but my daughter told me that my mother's flowers are beautiful and her mouth is very sweet. Many people who have seen her like her. Whenever someone praises her, I feel that my education for her is still good. I hope I can be her sun and lead her to walk better in the future.
After lunch, I took her downstairs to take a bath. When I was dressing her, I saw a little boy eating cookies beside her. She called her aunt first, then her little brother, and then she said to me, Mom, my family also has it. I smiled and said to her, honey, it's really good. We don't have this kind of biscuit at home, but mom will buy you other edible biscuits, okay? She nodded. Later, I really bought her cookies and encouraged her to share them with a lady. She also offered to share cookies. Her biscuit fell to the ground, and she picked it up to eat. I said this fell to the ground. Aren't we going to eat it? She shook her head, and then I had to tell her to blow hard before eating. She blew it with her mouth, then stuffed it into her mouth and ate it. I praised her as a good child who is diligent and thrifty, and she smiled happily. Back to the community, I took her to play outside for a while. She likes watching fish, so I took her to watch it for a while.
Today, we didn't go out because of the cloudy day. My daughter didn't get up until half past nine in the morning. Dress her. I made her some cakes to pad her stomach.
Because the dough was rolled in advance, it didn't break, and my daughter ate a lot. Looking at her happy smile, I will feel less guilty. I dare not resign for a living. Although my income is meager, at least one month's food is enough for my family, so even if I was forced to resign, I didn't quit. In the afternoon, I made a rabbit and a hairpin for my daughter. She likes it very much and took photos with the rabbit.
At night 10: 30, my daughter finally went to sleep. In the evening, I was in a bad mood because of something. I chatted with my daughter and suddenly felt very sorry for her. I apologized to her. She fell asleep. And I'm still thinking about how to be a competent daughter-in-law. There are some things I don't want to say and I don't want to say more. I just hope that everyone will learn to accept and be considerate of others. Don't criticize others every time, and then criticize me when I pay the same amount. Otherwise, I think you have no reason to criticize me. After all, my parents are my own, and filial piety is the most important thing. My daughter-in-law is not a daughter, and my mother-in-law is not a mother. What I can do is to talk less if I can, do it myself and try to understand you.