Daddy's Love

Chapter 9: 9 - Diapers

I go downstairs and grab a beer and switch on the TV. My phone beeps and it's a text message from

Jay.

J- Good Day?

Me- She is an angel. Content © provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

J-When are you taking her to the Doctor?

I cringe. Every little has to be taken to the doctor for a full check up and there after they are given a

shot which sort of freezes their age. Which means my baby will be the same height and look the same

way even if she is a hundred. She can still fall sick and die and all but she won't age, enabling her to be

my baby forever. It is nasty. I had seen Carol taking her shot and it was the worst thing ever. Damn the

Vampire Government and their stupid laws!

Me- I still have six days.

J- Get it done while she still hates you.

Me- She doesn't hate me.

J- Get it done, Grey.

I swallow my beer and keep the bottle aside along with my phone.

I am watching something on the TV, not really paying any attention, wondering when to take Ana to the

doctors. Could I get away with not taking her? I hear shuffling on the baby monitor.

I run upstairs and see Ana trying to get out of her crib.

"Hey love.... What's the matter? Did you have a bad dream?" I ask her holding her in my arms.

She squirms.

"I.... Umm.... Need to go.... " she whispers embarrassed.

"Use your diaper baby. It's okay." I rub her back and kiss her cheek.

"No!! Please.... Put me down daddy. Please.... " She implores.

She looks so adorable that I almost put her down and then decide against it. She needs to learn to use

her diapers.

"Ana, baby, if you don't learn to use your diaper now, it will be more difficult later on. Come on, you'll be

fine. I promise. Just let go."

She is so stubborn. She just squirms and jumps in my arms trying to get down. No chance.

"Hey baby, you'll fall sick like this. Just let go."

She looks at me positively mad. Well she can be as mad at me as she would like to be. She has to

learn to use her diapers.

"Come baby, let daddy help you?" I try to put her down on the changing table. She realises what I am

about to do and holds on my neck like her life depends on it.

"Please no.... Daddy! Please nooooo!" She half whines, half cries.

"Ana.... " I try to untangle her arms from around my neck without hurting her hands.

"I will give you an ice cream treat after, in the morning? Ok? such a brave girl, my Ana, such a sweet

girl."

I sort of force her down on the table and then hold both her hands in one of mine, her legs dangling

from the table against my thighs and I use my free hand to put gentle pressure on her tummy.

She cries so much; it breaks my heart.

"Hushhhh.... It's okay Niana. You are such a good girl, using your diaper. Daddy is so proud. Come on,

sweet girl."

She cries and tries to hold in and I am about to give up and let her use the toilet when she goes still

and I know she has finally used her diaper. Phew!

She cries heart breaking sobs and I want to die.

I pick her up and bounce her in my arms to calm down her a little bit.

"It's okay Ana. I promise. You are such a beautiful baby. Daddy's so bad. You can punish daddy for

being so mean, Ok? Calm down.... there there.... Everything's fine." I rub her back and she calms down

and soon her cries give way to sniffles. I quickly lay her down, clean her up and change her into fresh

diapers. She doesn't fuss.

"There you go angel, all ready for bed again." I put her down and kiss her forehead.

"Good night, beautiful."

She closes her eyes and turns around, effectively ignoring me.

I sigh and I let her be.

I deserve it.

I switch off the lights and go to my room. I have a headache. I quickly swallow two aspirins and go to

bed.