I'm not in a good mood and I'm a little tired, so I'll rest and renew.

Let's talk about homely things, my baby is now half a year old, with the child's voice, out of shape, insomnia at night, busy during the day, all kinds of worries, depression, financial problems, etc., it is really torturous.

Plus something happened.

We have a sister in the same alley who is 40 years old this year, she has two daughters, and the eldest daughter is in high school.

After she accidentally conceived a child last year, she couldn't go to the hospital because of the epidemic, so she left the child at home to raise the fetus, and the child was born three months ago.

A few days ago, the weather was very good, and the child pushed the child out of the stroller to play after three months, and came to my house to play with my baby.

That kid has a tiger head and a tiger brain, and he can eat hard, except that his voice may be hoarse because of the fire, there is nothing wrong with it.

As a result, the child two days ago suddenly disappeared, and the child who had been 100 days old was gone.

After going to the hospital, he was not saved, and on the way back, the child passed by the village cemetery and was buried there directly, without even entering the house.

After I learned the news, I had really mixed feelings.

It is not easy to conceive a child, from preparing for pregnancy to pregnancy to giving birth, there are too many experiences in the middle, and too much effort has been paid by the family.

Full of anticipation to buy a box of milk powder, a cabinet of clothes, a large package of probiotics, diapers from small to large, all kinds of toys, strollers, sewing babies, vaccination quilts, etc., every place is painstaking.

So when I heard that the child was suddenly gone, my head was dizzy, and I ran to hug my baby, as if a mistake was a tragedy.

I was so scared that I always felt that something was wrong with my heart for the past two days.

It didn't happen to me, and it always felt far away.

But when it happens to the people around you, it is still a baby you have held who has just come to this world through hardships, and when you open your eyes, you haven't yet learned about this world, and the pain is suffocating.

It's hard to imagine that the overwhelming grief in yourself can be endured.

I'm scared.

Every time I think of that baby, I wonder, is this the law of elimination? It's hard to accept this kind of misfortune that befalls a baby who doesn't know anything.

In the past six months of raising children, I have realized that the reason why cubs are cubs is because they are too small, and the small ones do not have any sense of self-protection, and they may be injured if they are not careful.

I didn't know what to say, and I was incoherent with fear.

Alas, that's it, take a leave of absence.