Chapter 2069 【2069】Small Meat Balls

Thanks to the blessing of her husband working here, Li Xiaobing got the benefit of staying in a single ward, where she can stay alone with her children.

"Senior Sister Li." He Xiangyu knocked on the door and shouted loudly.

"Come in." Li Xiaobing replied.

The two then entered the ward.

I saw Li Xiaobing sitting on the bed alone holding the baby, and an accompanying nurse standing next to him walked out first when he saw the guests.

"Sit down quickly." Li Xiaobing warmly greeted the two junior sisters with her mouth, holding the child in her hands so she couldn't spare her hands to make other movements.

He Xiangyu and Xie Wanying didn't sit down, they walked over curiously to watch the senior sister breastfeed the child.

Li Xiaobing's face was filled with the happy smile of being a mother, and she lovingly stroked her son's little head with her left hand. Xiao Dongliang sucked her mother's milk so hard that her forehead was sweating a little.

"He's a bit impatient, maybe he's hungry down here. I usually express more breast milk for him and send him to the neonatology department." Li Xiaobing said about her son.

Upon hearing this, He Xiangyu offered a treasure and said, "Senior sister, I made fish porridge for you. People say that eating fish can produce milk."

"Isn't it okay to drink fish soup?" Li Xiaobing asked.

"It's the same, you can produce milk even if you nourish your body."

Second Senior Sister helps Senior Sister Li scoop fish porridge. Xie Wanying took out a few baby wipes she bought and showed it to her senior sister.

"This thing is good." Li Xiaobing was very grateful for the small towel she sent, took one and wiped the sweat on his son's head, and praised her more and more, "Yingying, you are good at shopping, this Small towels absorb sweat."

Xie Wanying was also happy to be able to buy what the senior sister and the child needed, and turned around to help the senior sister clean up the mess on the table.

After the son finished feeding, Li Xiaobing wanted to change the position for the son to stroke his lower back as a back pat, but it was a bit difficult.

Xie Wanying took the initiative to stretch out her hand and said, "Senior Sister, I'll come."

Patting the child on the back after feeding is to prevent the child from spitting up the milk, but it is not necessary to pat the child on the back. For example, if an adult's stomach is too supportive after eating, it will be relieved by standing up and exercising.

He Xiangyu stood beside her. She had never been a mother before, and she could only look at the brave little junior sister with admiration.

The baby is like a ball of meat, cute and fragile. What's more, Xiao Dongliang had been rescued before, which made people feel like they would melt under their tongues. She, He Xiangyu, was so scared that she dared not hug her, she was afraid that if she hugged her, she would break it.

Most people who have never held a baby do have a fear of holding a baby. Like Li Xiaobing, who is a first-time mother, she was as careful as she was holding her son for the first time, as if she was afraid of breaking it.

If you are afraid of returning home, you must hug your own son.

The fact is, as long as you master the essentials of holding a child, you don't need to be afraid of holding a child at all. The child's neck is mainly soft, and adults need to protect it with their hands. The child's body gravity point is concentrated on the small buttocks. Holding the baby's buttocks is like holding a squatting vase with a big belly, as long as you hold the big belly firmly, you can basically hold it steady.

With two hands, the left hand is protectively supporting the child's neck, and the right hand is holding the child's small buttocks firmly. Xiao Dongliang's total weight is only a little over six catties, which is not as heavy as a bag of rice weighs ten catties. Xie Wanying took the child from her senior sister's arms without any effort.

As if she could feel that her sister who had saved her life was hugging her, Xiao Dongliang didn't cry or fuss when she left her mother's arms. She stretched out her little hands and opened her little mouth, as if she was about to yawn in comfort.