And ended up with a huge hug and way too many kisses!
There is only one thing I hate about babies, you guessed it, poop! It's not only changing diapers when they poop, it's worrying when they haven't pooped. I don't find comfort in force feeding Michael tons of fruit to get something to come out. I don't like cleaning up blowouts, Michael's clothes, or Michael himself. I hate when Michael pees on me when I'm changing a poopy diaper and I have to change him a third time that day.
Then today happened. As I was sitting there changing yet another poopy diaper I looked down at my smiling baby and thought about how much I loved him. I kissed his little belly until he laughed. When his diaper was all situated I grabbed him and held him as close as possible. He attempted to show me affection, which for him is pulling my hair and skin really hard until I move him closer to me, and I knew he loved me too.
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