Well yesterday was interesting to say the least; It all started when Julia showed up on Friday night and announced that from now till Sunday morning she would be in charge and to not worry about a thing, mommy would make it better.
I have been packing for days, going room to room, deciding what to keep and what not to keep. I hadn't seen Julia since Kevin's return home; she has been working and then spending so much time with the kids. Sure we spent long hours on the phone, texting, and using social media, but physical contact just isn't the same.
So back to her visit; in she bounces, that lovely, vibrant ball of energy that I LOVE. After a deep passionate kiss she grabs my hand and tows me to the bedroom announcing that I am wearing way too many clothes. I wasn't going to complain. So off we went, hand in hand. Just that act made me feel younger, it was not the action of two lovers but that of a mother and child, and I was the child!!! Once in the master bedroom, she proceeded to strip me down to my diapers and plastic panties. Grabbing a changing pad and spreading it on the bed she turned to me, helping me out of the plastic pants and onto the pad she grabbed a paci placed it between my lips and proceeded to change me. A loving change, there was no sexual componet at all. This done, she sat on the bed and placed my upper body upon her lap; she then peeled off her t-shirt and unsnapped her nursing bra, removing my paci, she placed her breast at my lips and I began to suckle. How peaceful and relaxing. As I nursed Julia talked, "I know I haven't been here for you much this week, between work and Kevin, I just feel I've neglected you" With her supporting my head and my mouth occupied, there was nothing to do but listen. As I listened she continued "while I am here this is total baby time, the only exception is I will allow you to walk instead of crawling, I will bathe you, change , feed you and if necessary-I will spank you. Your worries ended when I arrived. This is my way of saying I'm sorry and making it up to you,"
Wow. What a woman, My love for her is impossible to put into words. So for the next 36hrs or so it was me in infant/toddler mode and her in mommy mode. She fed me, and some baby food is eatable, some is not. At least to me and I had no choice in the matter. Being breastfed so often was such a calming, loving, and nurturing event. Frequent diaper checks, then changes, bathes on both Friday and Saturday nights led to spankings before bed each night. I deserved them, but what baby doesn't enjoy splashing in the tub! Besides, her heart wasn't into spanking me , she just has to make a point. Then 2 amazing nights sleeping with she whom I hope to make my wife some day, the warmth of her body next to mine, falling asleep each night with a nipple between my lips...
We watched cartoons on Saturday morning, then she dressed me and we went for a long walk, hand in hand, for all appearances lovers, but for this weekend, mother and son.