When the cool wipes were finally put away and Mama had cleaned off all the revolting poopy, Rachel breathed a sigh of relief. Mama got out some lotion next, cleaning her most private parts with a motherly care. She counted the dots on the ceiling above her while Mama dusted her with baby powder, then slipped a new diaper under her bum and taped it up.
Mama brushed her nose right up to Rachel’s and gave her an Eskimo kiss, then replaced the binkie back in the girl’s mouth. “All clean and snug!” she chirped. “You don’t need a shirt tonight, do you? No, of course not, we want baby to be nice and comfy.”