morther's mother

The two stories.

One is I listen to come.

The grandmother, mother, baby, all sit on the balcony of warm sunshine. Is how the negligence, Gucci handbag the baby fell straight downstairs. Small mother cried, can't help to save a balcony external live children-being locked embraced. To hold her, is the child's grandmother.

She screamed struggle, wail aloud to weep aloud: "why do you want to stop me, she is my child."

My grandmother is a full face of tears, "but, you are my child."

One is I saw with my own eyes.

I'm in a maternity hospital, Juicy handbag the baby of adjacent bed birth, because a drink amniotic fluid, and into the NICU (newborn emergency ward), mothers are calm, while hanging water side ask a husband: "children is a birthmark on his forehead? Is it, is it not?"

The second day, she postpartum with his teeth, and touching the walls with duo talk step by step forward get, ask a small nurse: "what?" the NICU

The nurse answer: "can't visit, and a day to send two milk."

The third day, I heard her with his mother on the phone, nike air max women say: "my argument of the child, you don't!" "Pa" hung up.

After two hours, not to the visiting hours, her mother, a thin thin small rural old woman a rumbling rushed in, to break into tears, accent dense, cheap nike shoe I can only vaguely recognized a few words: "cold." The elevator cold, cold, daughter in the corridor, can't go after having where.

Daughter is filled with tears but fought to orbit: "I only give her a look!"

The old lady say what, I this never understand, nike shox but I see her emaciated hand nasty directing his chest, body language is: I look for you.

Afterwards, who also didn't see the child, because NICU really, really, can't visit.

Later, she said to me: "all don't know my mom. She's just come over how to Beijing, don't understand mandarin, also don't know how to read..." At ordinary times is her husband pick the old lady to come here.

Their mother, and they are, is the mother of the mother. nike air force Mothers love of, is all children of his own. She can understand all of her chi, when the child is hurt, when love dearly have to can not put down, when indeed related by blood, but: you love your children, you can't hurt my children.

This is the mother of mothers, the twists and turns of the deep, love.