Rockabuy Baby Scene 169

When he awoke again, his diaper was wet and messy. Andrew’s infant mind reveled in the strong nursery smell that exuded from his dirty diaper and wriggled in positive delight at the warm aroma that filled the volume of the crib. Although the pee in the diaper had cooled a bit since being expelled in driblets from his tiny penis, the heat of his body and the insulation from the plastic-coated diaper had kept it from becoming cold. Instead, the absorbent padding of his disposable diaper had expanded and fluffed to an astounding degree. The trim diaper which he had worn to bed had become a pleasing squishy bulge between the infant’s legs.