The cute little guy just fell asleep under Qin Anan's gaze.
"Don't worry too much. Children are like this. They are like cats and dogs. Sometimes they are too well-behaved, and sometimes they can make you jump in anger."
The confinement sister-in-law could see Qin Anan's uneasiness.
"Being a mother is like this. It's the first time you worry about not doing well. In fact, it doesn't matter. Sometimes you just need to practice, and sometimes it's easy to handle."
"I see."
Qin Anan's throat felt a little uncomfortable, but in her heart she knew better than anyone else: the time she spent with her children was now decreasing little by little.
I have no chance or time to watch my children grow up.
"Don't worry too much, just take your time."
This is how new mothers always worry about not giving enough to their children.
Qin Anan opened the corner of his mouth and smiled perfunctorily.
"I'll still have to trouble you to take more care of her in the future."
Qin Anan held the little guy in his arms. The little guy was lighter than expected.
On weekdays, I saw that he drank so much milk, but he didn't gain the slightest bit of weight.
I couldn't help but frown, and secretly made up my mind: while I was still alive, I must let him drink more milk, and at least let him gain weight.
The confinement sister-in-law thought she was just saying a few words in a polite way, and then nodded: "Don't worry, I will definitely take good care of the young master."
When you take other people's money, you naturally have to take good care of the precious little person in your arms.
"Okay, please."
Qin Anan shook the little guy's hand, with a little guilt in his eyes.
I'm sorry that I can't grow up with you anymore.
The little guy smiled at Qin Anan.
Sweet.
She had the urge to cry at that moment.
He gritted his teeth and held back the aggrieved breath.
Since it is the path you have chosen, of course you have to walk this path even if you cry.
...
Time is pushed forward bit by bit, dragging people forward without giving you the slightest chance to look back.
Six months ago, before this little guy was born, Qin Anan thought that time could pass faster.
After the little one was born, Qin Anan was conflicted and contradictory, hoping that time would pass a little slower, but not too slowly.
Is she a little too greedy?
Qin Anan almost had no time to think wildly. In the blink of an eye, there was only one week left until six months.
After the maid sterilized the breast pump and brought it up, Qin Anan picked it up and walked towards the bathroom.
"Are you going to suck milk again?"
The confinement sister-in-law couldn't help but admire her.
It was only three hours since the last time she pumped breast milk, and this lady went to pump every three hours.
Set the alarm clock, and when the alarm goes off, no matter what you are doing now, just put down what you are doing and go pump milk.
It seems like there is nothing more important in the world besides sucking milk.
"Um."
Qin Anan smiled.
"Actually, you don't have to look like this. After all, there are still a lot of them in the refrigerator." This chapter has been completed!