... you were looking up at the ceiling again. First you were slightly confused - weren't you just nursing? Where's your new, young mother? Where's her breast full of delicious milk? Looking to the side, you saw the bars of the crib, so she must have laid you down here after you fell asleep. Your diaper area feels weird. It's wet, but not with pee - it's a kind of slimy wetness. It feels like there are tiny pieces of something mixed in with the liquid you can feel all over your butt and your new slit, filling your diaper from your back to your belly. You guess that's what a breastfed infant's poop feels like. It's not really uncomfortable on your skin, but maybe your mother should change your diaper.
You wonder where she is now. You miss her - it's as if your tiny body physically craves being held in her huge hands. You sigh, your own baby voice sounding strange to you. While you're wondering whether you should cry for your mother or just try to go back to sleep, she already appears, towering over the crib. "Did you wake up, little sleepyhead?" she coos. She picks you up and you immediately relax in her arms, her smell soothing you as your face rests below her shoulder. You know it's just a mix of laundry detergent and shampoo, mother's milk and maybe a little sweat but for some reason it's extremely pleasant to you. She might have smelled something too, or maybe it's just intuition - she lays you down on the changing table, rips your diaper open and takes a look inside.
"Whoa!" she gasps. "You made a BIIIG poopoo Becky!". She grabs your feet with one hand, probably so you don't accidentally get them messy, and starts wiping you down with the wet wipes from front to back. "Thank god you're wearing those great diapers, with cheap ones this would have gone everywhere, you'd need a bath now and I'd have to clean up your crib!" she says, sounding oddly like someone from a diaper commercial. She manages to get you clean surprisingly quickly despite the big mess - apparently she has a lot of experience changing diapers, even though you seem to be very young. Maybe you have a big brother or sister?
Your mother kisses you on both of your feet, then on your tummy, making exaggerated "Mwah!" sounds. She touches your nose with hers and you get to see her face from really close for the first time - you've never seen somebody so beautiful before. She quickly puts a new diaper on you, then carefully pulls a wrapped-up onesie over your head. She rolls it down all the way over your body and buttons it up in your crotch. You wore only a diaper before, so this is different - maybe she's planning to go somewhere with you?