Mama Felicity 1844-332-2693 Ext 270
Mmm, I love how warm and snuggly diaper boys are first thing in the morning. This morning, I woke up with my nose in Baby Johnny’s hair. His little diaper butt was tucked against me in the little spoon position as we’d sleep soundly all night long. He didn’t wake me once, and I assumed that meant his diaper would be extra full this morning.
My arm curled around his waist, and as I inhaled, I could smell his absorbent diaper before my hand even cupped the squishy front. It was so wet another ounce, and he would spring a leak. He stirred against me as I rubbed him. “Mama?” I nuzzled my nose the the back of his head and hummed. “I have to make pushies. My tummy hurts.” A soft chuckle left my lips. Of course, Mommy’s morning stinker had to go.