A Day in the Life of a Carefree Soul: A Day in the Tale of Haruka 15 'Birth of the First Son'

In June 1982, our first son was born at Kamifukuoka General Hospital.
He weighed 4 kilograms, and it was a difficult birth; the doctor attached a pump-like device to the baby's head to forcibly extract him.

I was watching over the delivery room through the glass.

Although the birth was successful, my wife's postpartum recovery was extremely poor, and her hospital stay was prolonged.

My mother-in-law came from her home to stay with us and prepare my meals.

Even after my wife was discharged, my mother-in-law continued to take care of us.

For my mother-in-law, there must have been the joy and cuteness of having a grandchild.

With my mother-in-law's help, my wife's health recovered in the blink of an eye.

By summer, there was my wife, pushing a stroller with a watermelon in one hand.

Cutting a watermelon in half and scooping it out with spoons for the two of us became our dessert after dinner.

My wife loved watermelon, and days like that repeated almost every day.

It seemed my wife believed that watermelon was a healthy food for her postpartum recovery.

This is a work of fiction based on true events

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