Love in the Midst of Mistaken Identities

With another hard effort, she lifted her body slightly and saw the fleshy little thing beside her leg, which was her child, and her baby.

Is he alright?

The rain outside is from time to time, you can hear the sound of rain hitting the windows clearly, this rain is really long.

She wanted to see her baby, hug him, and even more to know whether the baby was a boy or a girl.

I don't know where the strength came from, she clenched the sheets under her, and even her left hand was a kind of piercing pain.

Finally, she sat up without lifting a finger, and her body didn't seem to be her own.

She looked down at the little guy. He was so small and cute.

Going down a bit, it wasn't him, it was her, she gave birth to a girl, a little girl.

She picked up the scissors she had prepared from the side, and she always felt that the child was very likely to be born here, so she had everything ready.

She carefully cut off the child's umbilical cord and hugged her with a small quilt that she had prepared. She laboriously picked up the little guy with her own hands. There was obviously no strength but she could Starting a child, a mother can really be great.

Obviously her body can't move any more, but all she wants to see is her child.

Xia Ruoxin carefully held the child in her arms. She was not heavy or even light. Because her nutrition could not keep up, her child was destined to be very light, about four pounds.

She touched the child's tender and tender face lightly. The child she remembered was crying. Although she almost fainted at that time, it was the child's cry that made her sober.

Gently kissed her daughter's tender face, the newborn child, her skin was wrinkled, red, and she could not see the beauty and ugliness at all, but she had seen her shadow on her daughter's face . The child moved his little lips, it seemed that he wanted to be closer to Xia Ruoxin.

Suddenly, two drops of water dropped on the child's face, which wet her little face. The child's small mouth seemed to be flattened, and it looked like he was about to cry.

"Don't cry, my dear baby, mother is here, um ..." She gently shook the child in her arms and carefully wiped the drops of water on her little face. It was all her bad, and she should not cry, scared To her daughter.

And such a small child, while Xia Ruoxin was shaking gently, twitched the curly eyelashes that resembled his mother, and fell asleep again.

Until a long time later, she was reluctant to let go of the child in her arms. In fact, she didn't want to let go at all. She couldn't bear it. I really want to hug her for a lifetime.

She is her baby and her life.

Supporting her extremely tired body, she got out of bed with difficulty, and her entire body was terribly painful, especially her left hand and lower body. With only a slight movement, she would be constantly sweating with cold sweat

She really didn't want to move one or no, not one step, but when her eyes looked at the little meat ball on that little bed again, she smiled again. With her, nothing matters. She doesn't hurt anything.

She got out of bed, walked step by step, and then boiled water. Every time when she couldn't stand it, she would take a look at the daughter she had worked so hard to give birth to, and she could stick to it.

In the end, she boiled a pot of hot water. Usually, she was reluctant to use it by herself. She walked over and picked up the **** little baby on the bed, and kissed her tender and tender little face.