She was very happy that the baby was born safely but she was particularly concerned about the tiny baby and the almost non-existence of my “confinement month”.
Tiny baby, understood. He just have to drink more milk.
Me. A puzzle to her. Since she couldn’t make me feed formula to the baby she decided that she had to feed him through me. I ate 5 meals a day while she was here. Luckily she didn’t force me to wear sweatpants nor disallow the fan. Also as long as the baby was swaddled she couldn’t care less what he was wearing underneath.
Before she went home, she pre-fried a whole bunch of ginger in sesame oil , cleaned up the house and left a whole lot of chinese herbs behind.
We are going to visit her for prayers around Zhixin’s full moon celebration. Hopefully he would have fatten up by then.
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