- Remove the diaper too, - the nurse smiled, - Children up to three years old are examined naked. In addition, we then weigh the child, and in this diaper now is definitely not less than a kilogram of liquid.

“I also noticed that Sasha already had time to fill it,” said the mother, removing the diaper from me, “Nothing, I will wear a new one after your inspection.” I captured.

Noticing how the young nurse began looking at me with a smile, I tried to hide behind, but my mother did not let me do this.

- Again shy? - she smiled, parting my hands.

A doctor came up to the table, dressing a phonidoscope on the move.

“Turn around,” she asked gently, “Now I will listen to you.”

After listening to me in front and behind, the doctor told my mom with a satisfied smile that I no longer had wheezing.

“His throat seemed to be alright last time,” she said, pulling a special spoon from a glass jar, “You can check again.” Say "A"!

I opened my mouth wide and the doctor unpleasantly pressed my tongue with a spoon to look at the throat, which she, too, was pleased with.

- Has the chair returned to normal? - Asked the doctor from my mother, tickling my stomach, - Or are there still constipation?

“Lately I started walking twice a day,” said mom.

- See, - the doctor smiled, - And you were afraid. All ailments pass. You still, I remember, complained of diaper rash. Let's see.

The doctor quickly laid me on my back and began to examine between my legs. I did not know where to go from embarrassment.

“Everything's good from the front,” she said.

- Aha, perfectly healthy skin, - the nurse standing next to me agreed, unceremoniously feeling my pubis.

- Now we will check the ass, - the doctor smiled, and with my legs up, she began to tickle me between the buttocks, - Buttocks are fine. The scrotum too.

The doctor put my legs down.

- Well, Ksyusha, - the doctor turned to the nurse standing next to her, - Now he is yours.

- Height, weight and smear? The nurse asked.

- Aha, - the doctor nodded, - Everything, as usual.

- How old is he? - the nurse asked the mother, - Already have two?

“It will be in September,” answered Mom.

- Then we weigh the toddler on the children's scales, - decided to Ksyusha, - Reluctance to remove from the table and drag on large ones.

- Of course, weigh on children, - the doctor agreed, - I doubt that he weighs more than 20 kilograms.

Having laid the thin diaper on the horizontal scales on the table, the nurse carefully put me there.

- 14 c half, - she told the doctor my weight and brought me back to the table.

After that, the nurse took out a yellow centimeter from her pocket and measured my height, also lying like a chest.

- 86 centimeters, - Ksyusha shouted to the doctor.

Having gone to one of the glazed cabinets, the nurse returned from there with a wooden stick wrapped with cotton on one end. Having guessed that now I have to, I shrank from fright. The nurse jerked my legs up and prepared to insert a cotton swab wrapped in my ass. I could not stand it and roared loudly.

“What a coward,” the nurse smiled, “Has not done anything yet, and is already roaring.”

Absolutely not paying attention to my roar, the nurse unceremoniously stuck her wand in my ass and just as quickly took it out.

- And now what are you crying? - She asked me - I have already done everything.

- Do not cry, little hare, - smiled mom, gently stroking my head, - Where is our nipple?

Mom put a pacifier in my mouth and I immediately calmed down.

“You have such a cute peasant,” Ksyusha smiled, “I just can't see enough of him.”

I wondered how much longer I would have to lie naked in front of strangers. When I saw my diaper in my mother's hands, I sighed with relief.

- Do you still wear diapers? - the doctor smiled, - Did not try to accustom to a pot? Or tried, but without success?

“Don't expect much success at once,” smiled Ksyusha.

- I think that Sasha will not have problems with the pot, - said her mother confidently, - True, Sashulya? You are already a big boy. It's time to finish with diapers.

“That's right,” the doctor supported the mother, “Just stop putting the diaper on the baby.” Panties are also better not to wear at first - only an extra thing to wash, if described. The best clothes at this age are tights. And of course at first you will have to constantly slip the pot to the baby - do not expect that he will ask.

Fully dressed, my mother took me in her arms and headed for the exit, but suddenly she stopped halfway through.

“I almost forgot,” she said, turning to the doctor, “Now I talked to one mom in the corridor and she praised your masseuse so much.

- Natasha all praise! - smiled Ksyusha.

- Write you a referral for a massage? - asked mom doctor.

“I just wanted to ask,” Mom smiled.

Having quickly written out the necessary paper, the doctor handed it to her mother.

“Take the referral to the receptionist and enroll the child for a massage there,” she said.

“Thank you,” Mom thanked and said goodbye to the doctor and nurses and left the office.

We again went to the registry. This time we had to stand a couple of minutes in the queue. Tired of holding me in her arms, my mother sat me in the stroller.

“From tomorrow you will start going for a massage,” she told me after a short conversation at the reception desk.

I expected that we would immediately go home from the clinic, but my mother went with me to the Botanical Garden.

“There’s nothing to sit at home in such weather,” she explained to me.

First, my mother drove my stroller for a long time through different alleys, showing me beautiful flowers and strange trees. Then we went to the pond to see the swans. Mom was sitting on a bench, and I was running around, chasing butterflies and blowing dandelions.

- Sashulya, son! Come soon here! - unexpectedly my mother called me, - Look who I found.

I ran to my mother and stared at the big furry caterpillar, slowly creeping on the bench.

“The caterpillar,” Mom explained.

“Unica,” I repeated.

“Sit down here,” said my mother and put me down beside me. “I have an interesting book for you.”

Mom took a book about insects from her bag and started reading it to me. I looked at the pictures with interest.

“Maybe it's time to go home,” said Mom, looking at her watch, “Have lunch and a quiet hour.”

Mom sat me in the stroller and we went home.

At home, my mother immediately announced that she would no longer wear diapers for me - at least during the day. Quickly removing my diaper, my mother again pulled on my pantyhose - on a naked body, no panties. After that, she went to the kitchen to cook dinner, leaving me to play in the hall with cubes and cars. Periodically, my mother ran into the hall to inquire if I didn’t want a little and remind me to immediately ask the pot when I want to write.

The dinner was, as always, dense: borsch for the first, potatoes with meatballs for the second and delicious strawberry compote for the third. After lunch, we returned to the hall. Mom took the magazine and sat in the chair, and I went ... Read more →