My wife died, I have to pretend that for more than 4 years to be a daughter's mother

More than 4 years ago,My wife diedBecause of a traffic accident when her daughter is just 3 months old.So in order for the pain of losing my wife into my heart, I promised myself to take good care of my daughter.At that time, I was too small, I did not understand what the loss of relatives was.

When my wife died, every night was a battle with her children when she kept crying continuously because of the lack of warmth of the mother.At that time, my mother had to leave everything in the countryside to take care of her children to help me.Although it was very painful because of the sudden departure of his wife, although very tired when he ended up the housework, he was concentrated as his mother, but I still had to get up to take care of my children more.

Until the child was 9 months old, he could send the preschool, my mother had to go home.Every day I send my children to a kindergarten near the company, in the afternoon to hold my child back.Mom advised me to hire her to look at home, but I refused.My wife has just died, I don't want to have the footsteps of any woman walking into my husband and wife's house.How much, I think I can take care of my children.Besides, every week I also try to record a lot of my child's moments in an albumdiaryI wrote to my wife.

Time kept drifting away, until my child knew how to go and learn to speak, I suddenly realized, the whole child imitated me in the masculine and strong action.The child often jumped into the place where I worked to click, smash the keyboard or tear the small stuffed animals.I often show dissatisfaction by shouting, screaming to the point of hoarseness.

I also do not like to wear skirts, often torn bow and flowers on the body of the skirt (these things are all my wife and my mother bought for a long time. More than 1 year after the day my wife died, I never had to buy clothes for her).But the first sentence I said was not grandmother, but mother.This made me very touched and surprised.Because in my house, it has been a long time since I heard my mother's voice.Unless I sometimes call to talk to my mother or my mother -in -law.

I thought and pondered a lot, eventually deciding to play a mother to teach children gentle and "feminine".I searched and learned a lot from the internet.I bought a book of teaching and reading skills almost.Finally, I searched my wife's wardrobe to find the gourd skirt and ordered a wig online.

Every day, every time I am with me, I shave, even a little lipstick to look afterThe most femalemaybe.At first, seeing me, the girl cried out because of the stranger.I have to hug and say "Mom, Mom, good children, I'm here" to comfort me.A week later, I accepted this "mother" suddenly appeared in the evening and disappeared in the morning when I got out of the house.

Because I had to go to work in the morning, so before I went to the door, I had to sneak to change men.Carrying my child to send to the kindergarten, in the afternoon, I secretly went to change women.Then cook rice, take a bath, feed me, play with me and lull me to sleep.I tried to speak softly, gesture so gentle for my children to follow.

During the day, I have to show strongly so that my child can distinguish the difference of his father and mother.I patiently wore a floral skirt so that my child would no longer hate the dresses.I bought a lot of dolls, cotton rabbits, and cotton dogs and often taught my children to hug them, play with them.

I throw away all my hobbies to collect baseball, handball, gaming machines ... In the past, instead decorate the house like the kingdom of a princess.I replaced the cabinet full of wine with lovely dolls.I abandoned the hobby of watching football and spent time patiently watching animation with my children.I want to spoil my child, want you not to feel the absence of my mother or father.

In the days when I was sick, I looked at my child in the hospital.I shed tears when I cried and called my mother and only met my father.My grandmother coaxed me and did not listen.Therefore, I had to bring her skirt and wig to the hospital, waiting until the night when others sleep, wear it to comfort her.During the fever, I always hugged me tightly.

Day by day, my daughter over 3 years old, began to ask me many things.Và có rất nhiều câu hỏi ngây ngô của con sau khi tôi đọc truyện cho con nghe, nhưng tôi không biết phải trả lời con thế nào.I was afraid when I answered that there would be problems that touched the pain that my child and I were suffering.From there, I did not read the stories for my children anymore, instead telling stories about parents to me.

Con gái tôi thường hỏi: “Sao mẹ không có nhà vào buổi sáng” hay “Bố đi đâu vào buổi tối thế ạ, bố không ngủ hả mẹ?”. Tôi nói dối con rằng ban ngày mẹ phải đi làm, còn buổi tối thì bố đi trực. Vì thế mà bố mẹ không thể cùng lúc ở bên con được. Tôi hỏi con có buồn không? Con ngân ngấn nước mắt chực rơi nhưng vẫn lắc đầu nói không buồn. 

Once, I asked me, "Mom, why don't you have the feathers of your feet and your feet have."I don't know how to answer, I have to buy all the hot summer days.I had to comfort my makeupfake girlsIt must be fake right.Or once overslept, in the morning, when the daughter woke up first, pointed to the bunch of wigs beside her.I said, "I have lost my hair!".After that, it was very polite to me, making me cry and laugh.

Now, my daughter is over 4 years old, hearing other friends saying that she has no mother.I fought with friends and then I asked the teacher to call me to pick me up.Receiving the phone from the teacher, I hurried to class.He did not listen to me, cried and insisted on his mother.I coaxed forever, finally having to lie to her that she was waiting at home, she would take her to school tomorrow.I just came back.

The next morning, I sat in front of the dressing tablefake girlsMotherMore than hours, try to make me like a female as possible.Then wear a newly bought flower dress, a wig.Looking back and forth in front of the mirror and silently hoping that no acquaintance can see.

Becausefake girl makeupSo I wore a mask and glasses, leading my child straight into the classroom.I know there are many parents and teachers who follow, but I have all for all for my children.I nodded to my child's teacher, very impolite because I did not dare to remove the mask and glasses.While I was very happy, calling my classmates to look at her mother's face.

I also heard the kids mocking something, my son immediately defended "My mother is very beautiful!".Then they began to quarrel and the teacher had to go out.I hurriedly withdraw from the scene, ran home to change clothes and then went to work.

From that day, I knew that my daughter was grown and realized many things.I don't know when I can lie to me.I worry someday you know the truth I justfake girl makeupDo you think I am the onelie.Will you have a false view of me?How should I do it someday to tell me that I have passed away and now I only have a father?