I am a 90-year-old, pregnant after a year of marriage. My son is half a year old at present. When I was pregnant, my mother-in-law often talked about people coming down the mountain. When I was pregnant, I felt sick. If I don't feel well, I want to go to sleep for a while. As a result, she always asked me what was wrong. Later, when I felt sick, I told her, and she said that pregnant women are like that. What was she like before? Until I was born and later took care of the baby, she kept saying that she would do this and that. My baby was born in winter, and we don't know much about it. Then we wrap the baby up and put it in the quilt, afraid of freezing. My baby likes moving. It's impossible without packaging. It is easy to move outside the quilt at night. Later, my mother-in-law insisted that we were wrong and let us sleep with our baby in our arms, saying that she gave birth to two sons herself. One night, she kept saying, my husband said, try hugging that mom. My mother-in-law sleeps with us and holds the baby in her arms. As a result, the baby kept moving and sweating as soon as he fell asleep. Finally, the mother-in-law had no choice but to wrap the baby. Because there was no hot air in the quilt at night, the baby coughed the next day. She has no remorse at all, and she still talks about how she took care of her children there every day. She will always be a downhill person.
After that, I didn't believe anything it said. No one can stand and talk. Times are different, and things are different.