Fang Yu's due date has arrived. Yu Jihong had already washed and sun-dried the baby's clothes and blankets, and packed them together with Fang Yu's clothes and postpartum sanitary napkins, tidying them up neatly.
But Fang Yu's belly showed no signs of pregnancy. When she went to the hospital, the doctor said, "Embryos that implant late will have a delayed due date, which is normal."
Upon hearing this, Lei Feng's tone held a hint of relief: "It's better to implant a little later. If implantation is delayed by a few days, the effects of the medication taken last time will have dissipated, and the baby will be healthy." Fang Yu's unease subsided somewhat, and she reached out to hold Lei Feng's hand, gently responding.
Lei Feng carefully helped Fang Yu into the car, and then they took their luggage home to wait.
Fang Yu spent her days touching her round pregnant belly, and even slowed down her pace of walking.
Yu Jihong brought over freshly boiled milk, saying, "It's good to let the baby stay in the womb for a few more days. The longer it stays, the more energy it accumulates, so that it will be strong and have good immunity when it comes out."
"It's been a week over!" Fang Yu said softly to her belly, her voice tinged with a hint of anxiety. "Baby, you're really patient."
"Could it be Nezha?" Lei Feng leaned over and gently poked Fang Yu's round pregnant belly with his fingertip, his tone teasing with a touch of naivety.
Fang Yu was amused by his words and burst out laughing. The smile was still on her lips when a sharp pain suddenly shot through her lower abdomen. Her smile froze instantly, and her brows furrowed sharply.
"What's wrong?" Upon seeing this, Lei Feng immediately stopped joking, his tone instantly becoming tense, and he reached out to support her shoulder.
Before Fang Yu could reply, she felt a warm, wet sensation spreading from below, flowing down her legs. Her face paled slightly, and her voice became hurried: "Something is flowing out of my lower body."
"Don't panic, don't panic. Your water has broken, which means you're going into labor. We've already packed our things, let's go to the hospital now."
Lei Feng and Yu Jihong helped Fang Yu up, with Lei Feng carefully supporting Fang Yu's waist: "Walk slowly, I'll help you. We're going to the hospital soon, we'll be there in no time."
Lei Feng's father, who was about to go to work, stopped and followed behind with his luggage.
After waiting for so long, the little one that the whole family has been so anxious about is finally coming.
Lei Feng's aunt and Fang Huahua also rushed to the hospital and waited outside the delivery room. The air was filled with anxiety and anticipation.
A clear cry broke the silence, the delivery room door opened, and the doctor poked his head out with a smile: "Congratulations, it's a big, healthy boy! Mother and child are safe!"
Lei Feng's eyes instantly reddened, and he stepped forward: "Where's my wife? How is she? Is she alright?"
"The mother is in good condition and will be able to come out after resting for a while."
As soon as the doctor finished speaking, Yu Jihong couldn't hold back her tears. She wiped them away, but a smile involuntarily crept onto her lips. Her heart, which had been hanging in suspense for so long, finally settled down. Lei Feng's father patted her hand beside her, saying, "Good, good, it's good that everyone is safe and sound."
Lei Feng's aunt breathed a sigh of relief and patted Lei Feng on the shoulder with a smile: "Feng, you're a father now."
Fang Huahua pressed her hand to her chest, her nose stinging with tears, and looked towards the delivery room…
Fang Yu had a natural birth and was observed in the hospital for two days before being able to go home after the check-up.
After returning home, her milk failed to come in for a long time, and her breasts became engorged and blocked, causing excruciating pain with every movement.
"The milk comes in slowly, but it shouldn't have been this long and still not come in." Yu Jihong fed Fang Yu all the things that people said could help with lactation, such as rice paper pith, pig's feet, and carp.
"Let's try again!" Fang Yu picked up the child, pulled up her clothes, and the child's face turned red. The child's little mouth rubbed against the breast urgently, but it couldn't suckle at all and couldn't help but cry loudly. Fang Yu also frowned because the child was sucking so hard.
Seeing the mother and daughter suffering like this, Lei Feng felt extremely distressed: "How about we just give up and feed them formula instead?"
A shout came from downstairs: Aunt Lei Feng has come to see Fang Yu.
When she came up and saw the situation, she immediately offered advice, "The child is too weak to suck out the blocked milk duct. Lei Feng, you should try to clear it first. You have to hurry, otherwise, once the milk dries up, you really won't be able to breastfeed."
"Oh!" Lei Feng responded and immediately went over to try and lift Fang Yu's clothes.
Fang Yu's face instantly turned bright red, her ears burning hot, and she gripped the hem of her clothes tightly. "There's no need to be in such a hurry."
Aunt Lei Feng smiled and said, "I'll go downstairs and see what delicious food Fang Yu's mom has made for me."
After saying that, Aunt Lei Feng went downstairs to the kitchen.
Lei Feng came over and said, "What's there to be shy about? It's not like you haven't..."
Fang Yu patted her shoulder, "But you can't do that in front of Auntie!"
"I want my baby to have food soon!"
Lei Feng lifted Fang Yu's clothes, leaned down, and felt the warm touch on her chest. Fang Yu's breathing became erratic instantly. Her fingertips gently gripped the hem of his clothes. Although it still hurt a little, the swelling and pain in her chest gradually subsided with his movements. After a while, she felt a sense of relief. The milk ducts were finally open.
Fang Yu gently nudged Lei Feng and whispered, "It's working...it seems to be working..."
Lei Feng looked up, his lips still slightly damp. He reached out to help her straighten her clothes, and looking at her flushed cheeks, he couldn't help but lower his head and kiss her forehead, his eyes full of tenderness and affection: "It's good that it's cleared up. Now you don't have to suffer anymore, and the baby can drink breast milk."
Fang Yu looked up and met his burning, tender gaze. Her heart raced even faster, and she asked softly, "How does it taste..."
Lei Feng paused for a moment, then chuckled softly, leaned close to her ear, his breath making her earlobe burn, his voice soft and ambiguous: "I can't describe the taste. I ate it when I was a child but don't remember it. I never thought I'd get to eat it again thanks to my son."
"Let the baby try it." Fang Yu carefully picked up the softly wrapped little one, her movements clumsy but full of gentleness, adjusting the position so that the child could just rest against her chest.
Perhaps the little one smelled the familiar scent, for he immediately moved his little mouth closer and began to suckle eagerly at the nipple, his cheeks puffing out as his little body gradually relaxed, occasionally letting out a few satisfied hums.
Fang Yu raised her hand and gently touched the baby's soft baby hair, her fingertips tracing his pink little face, her eyes full of tender smiles.
Lei Feng lay quietly to the side watching, saying, "Baby, I'm sorry you had to suffer. Your first bite of food was eaten by Daddy. From now on, you can have all the food you need, and you'll be full."
The house was filled with warmth, and the kitchen downstairs was also warm and inviting.
Aunt Lei Feng sat at the table, drinking tea brewed by Yu Jihong, and the two chatted idly.
Yu Jihong was kind-hearted and got along well with Lei Feng's maternal grandmother's relatives and sisters.
Second marriages without the involvement of a third party are generally blessed.
Such pure and sincere interactions deserve to be treated gently by time and blessed by those around us.
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