The day is getting closer and closer to the due date. Ya can no longer read and write every day as she did a few days ago.

The days are like windmills spinning rapidly, spinning daily hopes and daily hopes. Ya's life is still like water, flowing quietly and regularly. She still has a prenatal check-up once a week, and she still lives at the usual pace.

In the morning, I still recite poems, paint, and read books in the sun, and I still embroider the cross-stitch of "God is with us" at night, and I still get up in the morning to pray every day, and pray before going to bed at night.

The morning is the horn to get up, the morning is the chirping of birds, the morning is the breeze, the morning is the sleepy eyes of the sky, and the morning is the light veil covering the dark night...... Start your day in the morning and start the evening with a charming evening.

Sunset is so fascinating

I want to stroke your colorful yarn wings

How far are you

I want to kiss your skirt

You're so close

The fiery red is on the top of the mountain

You are so far away

I'll go, and so will you

I'll never be able to get to you

Tears welled up in his eyes

The wind stirs your skirt

Whose babble is the tears pillowing

The evening breeze blows

Play a song late and urgent

I miss that song so much

A wisp of smoke, I think

Nana floats towards you

Melt into your dreams

Sunset is so intoxicating

Attachment is so real

I closed the fence of my eyelashes

Indulge in dreams in the afterglow of the evening breeze

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When she embroiders the cross-stitch "God is with us", her mind becomes calm, as if she is staggering on the stairs leading to the top of the mountain, and the Father of Heaven extends a gentle hand to her in the air, leading her step by step. She no longer felt fear, no longer panicked, and walked forward step by step with a calm mood......

As she approached her due date, she felt a lot of big changes in her body. She didn't dare to go out easily now, because she was already walking very heavy, her stomach had protruded, her waist was also painful, and her abdomen was tense for a while......

The unspeakable worries lurk deep in my heart, and Ya is no longer as elegant as the leisure and elegance of the previous days. Her fear of what might happen before and after childbirth drove her to spend a lot of her days flipping through books about giving birth and pregnancy. There are a few thick books on this subject at home, and Ya usually flips through them at random, but now she is carefully flipping through them and carefully comparing the changes in her body.

Ya's due date was calculated by the doctor during the prenatal checkup, and when she knew the due date, she knew the date to meet the child. Although the arrival of the child is imminent, it is precisely because of the thought that he will see it soon, but it gives birth to a lot of apprehension, whether it is hope, joy, hesitation, surprise, worry, or crampedness......

Ya bought stacks of toilet paper for future needs. She also went to the Textile City to buy a thick stack of white cotton cloth for the birth of the child to make diapers. She cut a few old sheets and some old clothes into rectangles to make diapers, I wonder if it will be enough by then? When her daughter was young, she also prepared a lot, but it was not enough. The daughter, who is purely dependent on breastfeeding, has to use up all the diapers that are dried during the day overnight, and it is also a lot of work to wash diapers, dry diapers, and bake diapers every day.

In the last half month of childbirth, Ya reads the books on pregnancy over and over again every day. In order to be able to give birth to a son smoothly by then, Ya began to do some actions that were conducive to production according to the book. She also checked her preparation according to the book, and although she had the experience of giving birth to a daughter, she was still apprehensive......

The days pass by like a bird spreading its wings, and the wingtips are shining with light and new life. Every day there is hope, every day there is hope. Ya's life is still quiet and regular, except for a weekly prenatal check-up, it is still carried out steadily according to the daily rhythm.

In the early morning, the sunlight shines through the red curtains, giving the house a warm orange color. Ya opened her sleepy eyes and looked at the quiet and gentle cabin, and there were ripples of joy in her heart. She got up every day in the morning light to memorize poems, paint, read, write, and at night she still embroidered the cross-stitch of "God with Us", which had already embroidered a lot, only a small part left.

The fetus in the womb quietly feels the mother's peaceful state of mind and listens to the mother's regular heartbeat. This heartbeat was like beautiful music, which made him happy and happy, and Ya felt that he was a cute little angel, staring curiously at this quiet world with star-like eyes...... Jaya still prays every morning and before going to bed at night, praying that the Almighty Heavenly Father will be with His beloved Son and daughter, and that a new life will come smoothly into the world. At the end of each prayer, she felt herself bathed in the loving gaze of her Heavenly Father, and her mind became calmer and calmer......

Time flies like a white horse, and in the blink of an eye, it is almost the Spring Festival, my sister came back from the provincial city vacation, and slept with Ya in Ya's wide bed at night. The two sisters chatted and embroidered cross-stitch, and my sister's big hobby in her spare time was cross-stitch, and she was now embroidering a very large picture of "Rich Flowers".

My sister's house has been demolished, and a new house is being built. My sister used to live in a building with six floors, and my sister's house was on five floors. The newly built building is an elevator room, with a total of about twenty or thirty floors. The buildings in the central area are six storeys high, which is indeed a bit wasteful, and after being demolished and rebuilt, there are dozens of more floors, and the developer is really business-minded!

As the baby grows day by day, Ya decided to have the "God with Us" cross-stitch painting as a gift to the Father and to welcome the Son's arrival before giving birth.

Ya and her sister embroidered cross-stitch while looking at the saucer. This little DVD player was bought by Ya when her daughter was two years old. Ya bought a lot of plates that she wanted to see, but she usually didn't have time to look at them, but now she is embroidering cross-stitch while watching the plates at night.

Ya is now watching a plate called "The King of Chefs", when she saw this scene where she didn't go home for 10 years, there was a big flood at home, the house was washed down, her wife lost her life in order to save her mother-in-law, and her mother-in-law and her children depended on each other, she burst into tears, sobbing for the hardships of women and the tragic fate of women. The two sisters looked at the plates and talked with each other. Time passed quickly, and soon it was eleven or twelve o'clock.

My sister saw that Ya didn't seem to be sleepy, so she said, "Ya, you can really sit for so long." How can you sit for so long with such a big belly in such a big month? Aren't you tired? ”

Maybe it's because there's hope in her heart, but Ya doesn't feel tired. The child seemed to be very considerate of her and stayed quietly in the womb. Ya felt that the child was very quiet, usually in a deep sleep, and a cute white and chubby little baby appeared in front of her, lying on a white felt blanket, his eyes closed, his long eyelashes like a pair of butterfly wings flapping with even breathing......

My sister works in a university, and she can only come back during the Spring Festival, and she is also very hard, and she opened a small shop in the school outside of class. The shop is mainly for students to repair locks, repair clothes, and distribute keys. My sister likes to do these jobs when she is at home, and she often makes clothes for her daughter, clothes for Ya's daughter, and insoles.

Later, she put this craft to good use and opened a small shop on the campus of the university, and also added a key to sell some small daily goods such as insoles and socks. Business is still okay, and the asking price is cheap. My mother also relied on this craft to support the family, and after my sister opened this shop, she asked my mother to help. My mother gave the store she had worked all her life to her sister. My sister's business is very good, after all, my mother has accumulated so many old customers.

When Ya's sister used to work from home, because she was working in a store, she usually took half a day off on the first half of the day, and she sat on the bed at home and knitted sweaters during that half day, and her sister knitted a lot of beautiful sweaters. Later, the efficiency of the unit was not good, and my sister was laid off. My brother-in-law works at a university in the provincial capital, so I asked my sister to come to school too.

My sister works in the school's monitoring room, working three shifts, and has a lot of spare time, so she opened this small shop. Ya also joked that her sister knows what to do the older she gets, and the older she gets, the more she knows how to do it, and she makes herself tense all day long.

My sister is an only daughter, so she doesn't have to work so hard. In the past, Ya thought that her sister was content with the status quo, and if it was her, she would find another job to do in half a day. She later worked at a pharmacy in Beijing, where she often did so. Now that I think about it, my sister was content to knit sweaters and sew clothes at home because she couldn't find a second job to do. Because she often stays up late, my sister has severe insomnia.

Every time I come back from vacation, my sister has to buy a lot of sour jujube kernels and make them into powder, and sour jujube kernels are quite effective in treating insomnia. Although she often stays up late, her sister's skin is still quite good, but it is still not as good as her mother. My mother has worked hard all her life, and she is busy all year long, and she is willing to close the store in the afternoon of Chinese New Year's Eve. After many women have a family, they are busy at home and outside the home, and gradually become haggard, and their mothers have worked hard all their lives, but their skin has always been ruddy and white, which may stem from their mother's mentality. My mother believes in Christianity, and she often advises people who love to be angry: "People, you can't be angry, being angry is actually angry with yourself." In Ya's impression, her mother was always smiling, as if she had never seen her sad face.

Ya remembers that when she was in elementary school, she had a beautiful older sister who used to come to her mother, sometimes she called her aunt, sometimes she called her mother. The sister was sixteen or seventeen years old at the time, her parents were divorced, and she was living with her mother. Her mother remarried, and she always didn't have a good face for her,

She never felt motherly love from her mother, and Ya's mother's kind and kind face and gentle words made her feel enveloped in maternal love. She said to Ya's mother, "Auntie, talking to you feels like talking to my mother, and I will call you mother too." In Ya's mind, my mother is a kind, kind and hard-working mother, and many people also have this impression of my mother. The beautiful sister later talked about a boyfriend, and brought it to her mother to see how it was. Ya had never met that sister's boyfriend, and her mother said that he was tall and handsome, and that he was a good match for that sister.