You wake up in a pink crib, a pony mobile twirling above you.
Your mommy, an enormous, light brown teddy bear, steps gingerly into your room.
“Time to wake up, my darling baby~” she coos, slipping your morning bottle into the pocket of her light blue, polka-dotted apron.
Your mommy, an enormous, light brown teddy bear, steps gingerly into your room.
“Time to wake up, my darling baby~” she coos, slipping your morning bottle into the pocket of her light blue, polka-dotted apron.
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Even through your thick footed pajamas she can tell you’ve soaked it through.
“My, my soggy one.” She hums as she effortlessly lifts you from your cozy crib.
Your poor diaper is barely holding on, several dribbles managed to escape into your jammies.
“Oh dear, you’ll have to help mommy with the washing I see.” She teases gently.
After a cool wipe and a generous puff of powder, you feel clean and dry.
She coos in a sing-song voice.
“Who’s my darling little baby?”
You look up to her face. Her eyes a hypnotic swirl of purple and green, fixated on your own.
Without a thought you reach your arms up, a dumb, drooling smile on your face.
“I am, mommy!”
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