Thomas cringed at her sharp remark, making his abdominal muscles contract and flooding his diapers anew with a warm, wet, comfortable sensation. When he realized that he had wet himself again in his Mother’s presence, he whimpered quietly in shame.

 

She took the blanket from the side of the crib where it had been scrunched up during his tossing and turning while he slept and neatly folded the comforter up before hanging it over the end of the crib. His Mother picked him up by his armpits and carried him over to the changing station on top of his baby dresser.