We started the day the way we always do. I dressed him in his favorite fluffy onesie, soft pastel blue with little yellow ducks all over it and an easy snap crotch for quick changes. Underneath, I picked one of our thickest diapers today: a super cushy printed one with smiling teddy bears and extra absorbency panels that make the most delicious crinkle when he crawls. I slipped a pacifier, his favorite binkie with the big blue ring, between his lips and watched his eyes go all dreamy. Then we played. Blocks scattered everywhere, stuffies lined up for tea party, and lots of tickles and “who’s Mommy’s good baby?” praise until he was squirming and happy.

But today I wanted to give him something extra special. I whispered in his ear, “Mommy has a surprise for her big baby,” and led him to the changing table. His cheeks flushed bright pink as I laid him down, unsnapped his onesie, and gently removed the first diaper. I showed him the new one I’d picked out, our extra thick overnight style with cute little trains and clouds, the kind that holds everything without a single leak.

“Time for your special enema, baby,” I cooed, filling the bulb with warm, water while he sucked harder on his binkie. I slid the soft nozzle in nice and slow, rubbing his tummy in gentle circles as the water flowed in his warm walls. He whimpered so cutely, kicking his legs just a tiny bit while I held the bulb steady. “That’s it, sweetie. Let Mommy take care of you completely.”

When it was time, I guided him to the potty chair we keep just for these moments, bright red with little stars on the sides. I kept one hand on his back and the other stroking his hair while the warm rush happened. He buried his face in my shoulder, making the sweetest embarrassed baby noises, and I just kept whispering how proud I was of my brave little boy.

Afterward I cleaned him up with warm wipes, powdered him extra well, and taped him into the fresh, crinkly train diaper. Back into the ducky onesie he went, binkie popped right back in, and we cuddled on the play mat like nothing in the world could ever be more perfect.

That’s what our play is for us, trust, care, and letting my big man be the happiest, messiest little baby Mommy could ever ask for. If you’re a mommy, a daddy, or a sweet little one reading this… I hope your playtime is just as magical.

Until next time,

Mommy