Strive for a life of passionate vengeance and free-spirited laughter in the world, hehe. By the way, unless otherwise noted, all pictures and text on this blog are original works. When one day I also get pirated, it means I've succeeded, right? Haha...
Baby Jiajia has already turned one month old, but I, this lazy aunt, haven't yet organized the photos. I feel so ashamed!
I contributed some ideas for the baby's name, but I didn't expect it to actually be adopted~~
The newborn looks a bit wrinkled, just eating and sleeping, oh, and pooping. Occasionally, there’s a little playtime~~
At this stage, it's really hard to see any clear features or resemblance. Who does it look like? I think it looks like a little monkey~~ Hehe.
My mom taught me how to hold a baby, and I learned it instantly! So maybe the reason I didn't know how to hold a baby before is that those were other people's babies, right? Written on Mother's Day, hehe...
By the way, the baby was born in the Year of the Rabbit. If we're talking about rabbit babies, they can truly be called little bunnies. The most tragic thing is that Xiuxiu also thinks so. Parents give their children the most precious gifts... Ah, adults are really too unreliable and lack decorum...
Everyone guesses that because of your profession, you must really like kids. But it seems quite the opposite~ Maybe because I don't like taking responsibility, I generally don't like naughty little monkeys very much. However, if the child is with me, I still try my best to make her happy. A certain woman said, "You're such a good actor," and I think she's right too. Actually, I'm very busy, dear. I don’t have time to answer your strange questions about cycles, nor do I have time to play childish games with you. But as long as you're by my side, I'll endure all discomforts to make sure you have fun...
It's been a while since I last saw the baby, hey, that face, finally plumped up into a square shape. Breastfeeding really is nourishing, isn't it?
Grandma took some close-up shots, and the expressions are so rich! At this point, I no longer have the baby hair I had at that age. Little monk, several instances, born instantly—
Looking at the little one truly evokes a sense of wonder. Listening to the sweet sounds of "Kiss Kiss Piggy Baby" now fills me with hope. So even though I might be pessimistic, I still look forward to every day of the baby growing up~
Growing up is not an easy thing, so let's all raise our fists together: UP! UP! UP!