But not yet though...

"But not yet though" she says.

You look up in terror as she gets up and steps across to the crib, looking down at you. "First I get to live in this mother fantasy a little longer"

You open your mouth to protest but before you get a chance to she snaps her fingers "Duck Fire".

"Mommy?" you say looking up.

Mommy is there and she has an expression of anger and sadness.

At your words though a smile spread across her lips and you are lifted up into her arms. "You are such a good little boy" She kisses your forehead. You rest your head on her chest and feel the gentle beat of her heart. She is warm and comforting. You love your mommy so much.

There are lots of new things in the house now. Mommy has been hard at work assembling all kinds of new stuff. There is a new changing station in the bathroom that you are now placed on. "Now mommy does not have to bend down on the floor to change you." She smiles as she lifts and powder your bottom.

There are new clothes for you as a well, and in no time she has you dressed and ready.

Authors note:
I will probably end it here, because now it will just devolve into repetition. If someone wants to take over, be my guest. Or if you have an idea I might run with feel free to comment.