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Full-Time Mom's Comeback: Reviving Life Through Live Streaming E-commerce
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I am 26 years old this year. When I first married my husband, I became the business director at the most famous JK Company in the area. After I got pregnant, my husband wanted me to stay home and take care of the baby.
However, staying at home was not easy. I felt lost and aimless all day, without any source of income, and had to shamelessly ask my husband for bonuses.
In the beginning of our marriage, he spoiled me, giving me ten or twenty thousand each month. Later, he quit his job to prepare for the First-Class Architect exam, and our household completely lost its source of income. Life became tight for both of us, and I didn't even dare to ask him for money.
After the baby was born, I realized the hardships of being a mother.
My mother didn’t come to help, and his mother couldn’t stand staying with us; she left after just a few days.
I had to manage all the household chores by myself.
He passed the First-Class Architect exam and found a higher-paying job. He took care of the mortgage and car payments, and his only requirement of me was to manage the household and take care of the child.
But I did not adapt to being a Full-Time Mom.
In other words, I was not suited to stay at home as a housewife.
At home, I couldn't see my KPIs or performance metrics, nor could I earn any achievements.
Most importantly, I had to endure my husband's sour face every day, and I didn’t dare to ask him for living expenses.
My hair was falling out in clumps, but I didn’t tell anyone at home; I silently bore immense pressure.
Every day from morning till night was filled with endless chores. My contributions at home collapsed when my husband gave me a failing grade for my efforts.
We had our first major argument.
My husband said, "You are truly an incompetent mother. Everyone has their first experience as a parent, but you don’t seem to care at all."
He said, "The child is wearing dirty clothes; I've never seen you wash them properly. It's all done by the washing machine. Can't you at least use the washing machine first and then wash them again? Look at how lazy you've become."
I stood there in despair, not wanting to say a word.
He continued, "The house is a mess; I've never seen it clean. What do you do at home?"
I couldn't hold back my anger. "Children's clothes need to be changed frequently; they pile up into small mountains every day. How can I keep up with cleaning?"
He replied, "I'm the only one earning money outside, paying the mortgage and car loan. The pressure is immense, and when I come home, I still have to take care of you and the child. You're really an inadequate mother and wife."
I felt like crying in despair; my proud self had never endured such humiliation.
"But I'm a first-time mother, a young mom taking care of the child alone. Can't you, as a grown man, help out a little?"
He said, "You spend money recklessly. One type of fruit isn't enough; you have to buy several kinds every day. Isn't earning money hard enough? Can't you save a bit?"
I felt so wronged. When I was working outside, he had never criticized me like this. I argued back.
"The fruits at home aren't just for me; if we stock up on more fruits, we won't have to go out to buy them every day. When there are no fruits at home, you also complain that I'm overwhelmed by pressure."
Finally, he couldn't help but raise his voice.
"When the child cries, you don't even know how to soothe him! I’ve never learned how to calm a child but manage just fine. Isn't taking care of the child giving you time to learn?"
I truly exploded; my face turned bright red. In his eyes, I was just a ridiculous mother, but I refused to accept it.
"I've been trying my best to soothe the child! I may lack experience in parenting, but I'm making an effort!"
What left me in despair was that he wanted a divorce!
The child isn't even a month old yet!
I bear the pressure, too afraid to tell my family, feeling both wronged and sad inside.
I never expected that the man I once loved would turn into someone like this.
I barely recognize him anymore.
Every day when he comes home, he treats me with cold indifference, not even offering a word of encouragement.
I persist and I try hard, but everything I do goes unnoticed by him.
My mood is suppressed, filled with pain and despair, yet there is no way to escape or run away.
Holding the baby, who is crying, I find myself crying for the first time out of frustration.
I grip the phone tightly in my hand, still unable to make the call to seek help from my family.
I've been raising this child all by myself for six months now.
The last straw that broke our fragile marriage was when I bought myself a set of Lancôme cosmetics to prepare for a new job.
After seeing the brand, he immediately berated me.
He shouted, "Do you know how much this cosmetics set costs? Do you really need such expensive cosmetics right now?"
This set costs several thousand yuan, something I could easily buy without a second thought before we got married.
Now I have to carefully gauge his reaction.
I remained silent with a dark expression, but he kept insisting, "Return the cosmetics or we'll get a divorce. I can't live like this anymore."
It was just a skincare product I used when going out, yet he nitpicked over it to this extent.
I said, "I can use it regularly, and besides, I won't waste it."
He remained unmoved and replied, "There's no need for something so expensive."
The more I thought about it, the more wronged I felt, and I hugged my cosmetics and cried.
I was so furious that I shouted at him, "Divorce!"
Without hesitation, I signed my name on the divorce agreement.
Our marriage didn't even last two years before we separated.
After the divorce, the child was awarded to me.
I was now single again, taking care of the child by myself.
I made a surprising decision: I handed the child over to a nanny and used the money I borrowed to rent a big house.
I wanted to spend some time returning to my familiar battlefield and regain the dignity I lost as a housewife; I aimed to earn it back through work.
This time, I thought of live streaming e-commerce and quickly started a women's clothing live streaming sales business.
In just a month, I grew my fan base to 100,000, with daily sales reaching 3 million.
At this point, I began sharing my story as a female streamer.
As a divorced single mother who left with nothing and fought her way back with her child, I wasn't trying to sell anxiety; I wanted to tell young women facing similar situations that we must stand up again.
I can do it, and so can you.
What I didn't expect was that during a random video scroll in live streaming, he noticed me and sent me our first message since the divorce.
I never thought he would take the initiative to contact me after the divorce.
His first words were to mock me for becoming an internet celebrity.
I blocked him on WeChat, took a deep breath, and resolutely continued on my path. No matter who initially hurt me, I would ultimately silence him and them with my results.
My small shop quickly gained a good reputation, but it was betrayed by a Supplier I had known for many years.
This long-time Sister had issues with her Goods, even refusing to allow buyers to return them.
My Live Streaming journey faced its first crisis.
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My inbox was instantly flooded with messages, the customer service line was overwhelmed, and my phone was not spared from the chaos.
The rating in my storefront plummeted from 4.9 to 3.1.
During this bleak time, I made a firm and correct decision.
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