“Come, sit in my lap, sweetie.”

Not sure exactly what she means, you let mama half lift you and soon you are straddling her lap. The position is surprisingly natural as mama hugs you. Cuddling into mama’s chest and her hands soothingly running down your back, you have no trouble pushing the rest of the mess out.

It makes you feel really small to be in this position. Your mama soothing you as you pooped your nappy, all while sitting in her lap. You felt like a really little girl — like a baby — but that felt okay. You feel incredibly safe in mama’s arms, with a snug and secure nappy around you to take care of all the little problems… the only thing missing was a dummy to suckle on.

As you relaxed in mama’s arms, almost about to drift off the sleep, mama pats your packed nappy.

“Want to get changed right now?” mama asked.

Shyly, you lift your head and give it a small shake.

“Worried about Lucy?”

You chew your lip a moment before giving a small shrug. Partly because of Lucy, but you also felt happy like this.

“Well, how about we go to the shops and then we get you changed?”

“Will people notice?” you quietly ask.

Mama shrugs easily.

“Maybe, but there will be lots of people around and it’s not like they are going to go looking for a messy nappy now, is it?”

You squirm, wondering. Mama makes a lot of sense.

“Also, I think you’ll want to come with me,” mama continues, a small smile on her face. “If we’re keeping your bum in nappies all holidays, we’re going to have to get some more. Your mum and I thought we should get you some night-time nappies too.”

You blink at mama in confusion.

“Night-time nappies?” you ask, not sure what those are.

“Yep,” mama says. “I got you some nappies designed for moving about. But some nappies are better for night-time.”

That made sense, you thought, as mama smiled kindly.

“I also thought that you might like to pick out a design. There’s a few choices and I thought you might like to choose.”

You blush, realising what that meant. It sounded really nice and it suddenly occurred to you that the designs might be really cute, but what will people think? You agonise over the idea, not sure what to do.

Mama hugs you before whispering into your ear, “Let me tell you a secret: no one cares about what other people are looking at or buying in the shops. No one is going to think about the fact you’re with your mama getting some more nappies.” Mama pulls back, looking at you with a reassuring smile. “And no one here knows you, even if they did care. I think you’ll have lots of fun picking a nappy design.”

Nervously, but suddenly feeling more confident, you give mama a nod.