On a sunny morning, someone puts a child gently at your feet, and you hold him up. This is the first time you have hugged your own child, the one who has lived in your stomach for nine months. This is a strange child. You think that he is not very good-looking. He is far from the child born in the heroine that he saw in the movie. He seems to be swollen. You really can’t believe this is your child. On his wrist you saw a small sign with your name and the time and weight of his birth, which proves that he is your child.
You think about yourself strangely, as if you don’t have the kind of intimacy you imagined, you hold him, look at it, look like a strange thing that has been heard for a long time, you really didn’t feel the flesh and blood that day. . The child keeps crying. Others tell you that you have to feed him, so you learn to feed him. He is very hard and bites you. You can’t help but push him out, just like you did before. He cried, so you brought him in again. This time, you know, you have to hold back the pain, or else, he can’t eat enough. If you don’t care about him, he will always cry. He can’t protect himself and needs you. Later, when he was full, he slept. He still doesn’t know how to thank him. He doesn’t mean anything to thank him. He rests in your arms with peace of mind.