My hairy head slammed into something, just as I went through the door, and I dropped back on my butt, more out of fear than out of pain.
I looked up to it and remembered, what it was.
It was the damn baby fence! It hindered me, like always, to leave my room.
Oh how I’ve hated this darn thing.
Eagerly, I tried to squeeze myself through the bars, but my head was too big.
And it was to high, to climb over it.
Wasn’t there a way to open it?
How did that work?
I wanted to explore the world!
I wanted to look into this tiled room over there, but I couldn’t.
Damn, this thing was such a party pooper!
Oh, poop! Oh, yeah, I’ve nearly forgot it. I needed the potty!
I didn’t have much time!
Maybe, maybe Susie knew how to open it!
She was smart, she had to know it!
So I turned back, over to my crib.
It was so far away from here, but I had to hurry, because…because…Ah, don’t ask me why! I had no time to think about!
I started to crawl forward and to be honest, I wasn’t really good in it.
My hands were just faster then my legs and I lost the synchronisation after some moves.
It wasn’t that easy to think about so many things at once and I felt, that something else has started to move.
I stopped and sat back on my knees, because there was this unhealthy feeling again.
It was a usual feeling and I knew, what I had to do, to stop it.
I had to release it, like I always did. And I sat there and pushed, while I bit on my lip.
It was hard work and I grunted with every try.
And then I felt, that it was coming.
My head was already beat red and the exhaustion was written in my face.
Then, the world seemed to spin and I fell back into a lying position.
I raised my legs up to my chest and felt it coming. It was like a flood, despite the fact, that it was more solid.
And the releasing was, like always, liberating.
There was this funny smell,
but I didn’t paid too much attention to it,
because I usually smelled such things the whole day and night.
And I thought about my situation, and how to make the best out of it.
And I knew the answer!
I balled my hands and used all my power, in order to push everything out my body.
I don’t know why, but everyone was always proud of me, when I did my work right.
So here I was, grunting and struggling for my great deed, till nothing was left.
Damn, was I good!
But it was as exhausting as ever and my powerless legs and hands collapsed in the end to ground.
Then, as my butt met the ground,
I felt the squishy filling of my diaper.
And it spread in my diaper by my weight, but this feeling was so normal like everyday.
And it was no bad feeling for me, because it was so nicely warm.
It was soooooo much and it made me happy, because everyone will be proud of me.
And I lay there, exhausted but happy.
But something wasn’t right!
I wasn’t sure!