A normal and stable life is the result of a mother giving up herself and burying herself in housework

Matt City's author "Sister J Loves Black Cats" left a message in my article "Don't be too demanding when we all became mothers before learning to be mothers" : "I used to run a parent-child parenting community, a person without children Looking at these parenting sutras, I feel that they often say different things. After all, raising children is not a scientific experiment, and each sample is different and the environment is different.

Everyone grows up in different environments and families, and naturally has different views and perspectives. Sometimes the family life that you think is ordinary and natural may be envied and unattainable by others.

Seeing Aunt as a Model of Modern Women

My aunt and my uncle run a food stall. My aunt is beautiful and knows how to dress up. She dresses stylishly and has unique ideas and actions. She likes collecting stamps. The experience, specially collected one by one in a book.

For a while, I was practicing long-distance running, participating in the adult women's long-distance running competitions in various places, and won many gold medals. Only aunts who graduated from elementary school still use the time to go to middle school and high school to make up the school.

In my eyes, my aunt is a model of modern women who know how to cultivate interest, add joy to life, have the courage to pursue goals, self-realization, and lifelong learning.

Mom is a simple housewife

My mother is one or two years older than my aunt. She is a simple and illiterate housewife. She spends three meals a day, doing laundry, housework, and growing vegetables. She occasionally takes my sister and I to "play house Liao" (Hakka, go to the neighbors) during the holidays. Chatting at home), I read the elementary school in the mountainous area, and I still walk 10 minutes to go home for Chinese food. My mother cooks the food and waits. When I come home from school every day, my mother is there.

My mother is ordinary and plain like boiling water. When I was a child, my aunt was my ideal mother image.

My cousin envy me

However, when I was an adult, I chatted with my cousin once, and he said, "I used to envy you and Mei (the eldest sister) very much. When I got home from class, my mother was there, and I cooked lunch and dinner for you."

Because my aunt and uncle are very busy with business, the three cousins usually go to the store as assistants, and the youngest cousin is home alone after class, and often buys food for three meals.

Last year, I was gossiping with my second sister, talking about the current situation of my aunt and cousin. The second sister mentioned that we see that my aunt always takes care of herself very well, looks bright, and has the courage to seek self-realization. However, in the psychology of the eldest cousin, she is not a good mother. My aunt is busy with business and has many interests, so she has relatively little time for her children, and she has no time to take care of the children. Complain about aunt.

The second sister told the eldest cousin that her grandmother died before her aunt was urinating, and her grandfather was busy making a living. She had three older brothers and one younger brother. It is conceivable that her aunt grew up on her own, so she may have neglected some things. take care of children.

After listening to the second sister's conversation, my heart was filled with ripples. The aunt's side was something I had never imagined or seen before. No wonder my cousin would say that he envied us very much, and that my mother was always by my side.

In my childhood, my normal but regular and stable family life came from my father who worked hard outside, and my mother who gave up a lot of herself and was willing to bury herself in housework!

I used to think that my mother loved me and didn't understand me

Before getting married and having children, I always felt that my mother loved me, and I kept asking questions like: "Aqiuzai, why are you so thin!", "Are you full?", "Wear warmer!" I understand that my daughter encounters difficulties in studying abroad and that work is always a challenge.

After becoming a mother, I gradually realized that it was the most ordinary and sincere love language of my mother. She was uneducated and believed that food and clothing were the most important things, so she cared about her children from this perspective.

It has been more than 3 years since my mother passed away. Now, it is impossible to listen to my mother's miscellaneous thoughts. At this point, the writing is in tears. Mom, my daughter misses you!