The ball of hair was soft and had a milky smell. When it slipped from my palm, I burst into tears.
During the confinement period, my hair was disheveled and my face was covered with dirt. I always felt that the passage of time was extremely slow. However, when the razor lightly scratched, a handful of slender fetal hair fell on the red cloth, and I suddenly realized that the little guest who had been moving in my belly from time to time had truly come to this world. Thirty days had passed.
Old people say that shaving your head will make your hair grow darker, but I am too lazy to argue. I know all about genetics and nutrition that doctors talk about. But at that moment, I just wanted to keep this bunch of hair that was as soft as clouds. Even though science tells me there is no correlation at all with future hair quality.
What souvenirs can be made from fetal hair?
After searching for a whole night, there were fetal hair pens, fetal hair stamps, and fetal hair pendants. It was dazzling to see. I heard that it had already appeared in the Tang Dynasty, and it was called the "Zhuangyuan Brush" at that time. I have to say that the ancients' ideas were really strange.
I chose the stupidest way - DIY fetal hair pendants.
In fact, it was not that mysterious. It was just a small handful that had to be stuffed into the existing small hole on the hollow pendant. The hair was too soft and did not obey the orders of the person who used the control. So I used a toothpick to slowly poke it in one by one, but my hands were shaking very badly. Then apply strong glue and place it on the windowsill to dry in the sun. The sunlight reflected on the small bottle, and the hair inside the bottle curled up into a messy ball, as if it was sleeping in the mother's belly.
When Grandma Yangyang got it, she turned around and secretly wiped her eyes. I knew that what she was looking at was not the pendant, but that her daughter had become a mother.
How long can hand and foot print mud be preserved?
At the 100th day, we pressed our hands and feet.
Some people on the Internet claim that it can be preserved for several years, or even a lifetime. I don't believe in this statement for a lifetime, but I believe in that moment.
When the cool and slippery ink pad was pressed on Yangyang's little feet, his five toes suddenly spread out, like a small flower. His father pressed his heels, and I took on the task of spreading talcum powder. The two of us were in a hurry because we were afraid that he would move randomly. The lines of the printed footprints are so clear that even the wrinkles caused by crying that day have remained.
Some people say that this object will dry out and crack after a few years. Will this happen? It will. But so what. Things we once loved become stale.
Where to take photos of Baitian?
I struggled for a long time. Studio or door-to-door?
The props in the photo studio are fake lawns and plastic wooden horses, which look a bit silly, but they have lights and guides who can amuse children.
In the end, I chose door-to-door photography.
A little girl who was engaged in photography walked into the door carrying many large and small bags, spread a background cloth on the floor, and took out various hats and sunglasses. Yangyang had just woken up at that time and was in a dazed state. He was wearing a small sweater knitted by his grandma and was lying there drooling. The photographer was lying on the ground, the camera almost hitting his face, and he kept snapping pictures.
My favorite one shows him with his head tilted to one side, looking out the window at a passing bird. It was not a frontal expression, his eyes were narrowed, but at that moment, he completely became his true self, rather than any doll that was manipulated at will.
How to take creative birthday photos
One year old and ready to go.
Wagging like a little penguin. We went to a photo studio by the sea.
The bubble machine was held by the conductor sister, and bubbles were blown out all over the sky. Yangyang staggered to chase after her, her four little teeth showing with her smile. At one point, he was tired from playing and fell asleep in the arms of the sister. I hid aside and watched, feeling sour and warm in my heart. There is someone in this world who can make him sleep peacefully, and the guide sister is really crucial.
This time we took a formal group photo. I was wearing a white skirt. He was not wearing those fancy and complicated animal costumes, just a small blue shirt. The photographer said it was natural. Later, when selecting photos, I found that the most touching photo was the photo of him tightly grabbing the hem of my skirt. His fingers were clenched extremely tightly, as if he was afraid that I would run away.
How to make creative souvenirs
In addition to the serious ones, I also did a few things.
I made two small footprints out of quilled paper. I kept rolling and rolling them and gluing them on, and finally I made them crookedly. However, when I placed them in a photo frame, they looked pretty much the same.
His first fallen nails were stored in a small glass bottle by me. The first tooth has not yet fallen out, and I have already prepared a small box.
These fragmentary, worn-out small objects may be thrown away so easily when he grows up. However, at this moment, they are placed on the bedside table when I stay up late to breastfeed, giving me a bright presence.
Yesterday I was sorting out the cabinet, rummaged through the hair pendant, and looked at the light. Yangyang ran over and asked me: "Mom, what is this?".
I said, it's you.
He blinked and ran away. Go after his little ball.
That moment was carefully stored away, and he had already forgotten it. Yet I remember it. I remember his wrinkled little face when he first came into the world, the strength when he held my finger for the first time, and the first time he laughed out loud when the rain outside the window stopped.
These items that are regarded as souvenirs are actually letters written by me to the future. The recipient of the letters is my future self who is about to grow up, the one who will definitely grow up.
If one day, he travels far away, or I grow old, these things will say for us——
Hey, you were once so little, so soft, and so loved.
That's enough.
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