In Little Kyle's Shoes

005 - Milk and Bubbles

After you've finished your delicious pancakes, mommy lovingly wipes your face clean, making sure there's no trace of syrup or crumbs left. She then playfully asks "Hmm, I wonder if a certain little boy would like some yummy warm milk to finish off his nice breakfast?" You nod eagerly, your eyes sparkling with excitement. "Yay! Milky!" you giggle playfully, thrilled at the idea of having your ba-ba.

Mommy starts warming up your bottle, ensuring that it's just the right temperature for you. As your attention gets captured by the silly cartoons once again, she skillfully multitasks, taking your dish to clean it up, while making sure your milk is being prepared.

Once the bottle is warm and ready, she asks in a playful way "Hmm, I wonder who this nice and warm bottle of milky is for? Is it for me, baby Kyle? Oh no, it must be for daddy when he gets home, right?" You find mommy's silly joke exhilarating, and your eyes widen with excitement. You squeal and babble "Nwooooo! It's fow me, mama!! It's fow wittle Kyle!!! Eheheh!"

She chuckles at your enthusiastic response, delighted by your excitement. She brings the warm ba-ba over to you, making sure it's securely in your hands. "Of course, my precious little one. This delicious and warm bottle of milky is all for you, honey. Enjoy!"

You hold the bottle tightly, and bring the nipple to your mouth, your eyes again fixing on the cartoons on TV. With each suckle of warm milk, you feel a sense of comfort and contentment, and mommy watches you with love, knowing that this simple act of drinking from your bottle brings you joy and happiness. You suckle gently and steadily, as you sit in your highchair, your legs swinging back and forth in a happy rhythm, and your eyes glued to the funny toons playing on the screen.

She can't help but comment to herself on how adorable and sweet you are. "Oh, my sweet little Kyle, you are just the cutest! Look at you, enjoying your milk and watching your cartoons... You make mommy's heart melt..." You hear her words and blush a little, as a shy smile forms on your face.

Mommy's voice becomes even more tender as she notices your reaction, and she coos "Oh, my precious baby... you're just too adorable for words. I love you so much." You feel a warm wave of love and affection wash over you as her words sink in. The combination of her praise and the comforting milk creates a sense of pure contentment.

You continue to suckle on your bottle, feeling safe and loved in mommy's presence. The funny cartoons keep you entertained, but every now and then, you steal a glance at her, enjoying the way her eyes light up with adoration.

As you finish drinking, you let out a satisfied "Aaaah..." She quickly grabs a soft cloth and gently wipes away any droplets of milk and drool from your face, making sure you're clean and comfortable.

You hand the empty bottle back to her, and with a sweet smile, you say "Fank you fow the yummy bweakfast, ma-*hic!*" Before you can finish your sentence, a little hiccup escapes from your mouth, surprising both of you. You hiccup again, and you look at mommy with confusion and curiosity. "Mama? Wa-*hic* Wat is it? *hic*"

Her face lights up with amusement and she can't help but giggle at the adorable sounds you are making. She lovingly explains, "Oh, my silly Kyle, you've got the hiccups! It happens when you drink your milk a little too fast. It's like your tummy and chest are a bit upset, and now they want to wiggle and giggle until they feel better."

She gently pats your back, trying to soothe the hiccups away. "Don't worry, my love. Hiccups are harmless and they'll go away soon. Sometimes, we just need to let them wiggle out. Let's see if we can make them go away together, shall we?"

As the little jolts from your chest persist and your insides feel bubbly, you instinctively massage your belly, hoping to find some relief. But the discomfort lingers, and you extend your arms towards your mommy, silently asking for her help and comfort.

"Mama! *hic* Owwieee... *hic* make it bettew, pwease... *hic*" you say, your voice filled with a mixture of discomfort and trust in mommy's ability to soothe you. She quickly responds to your plea and lifts you out of the highchair, cradling you in her arms. She holds you up against her shoulder, gently patting your back and rocking you back and forth, left and right.

With each soft pat, mommy encourages you to burp, knowing that releasing some trapped gas can help. She starts singing a silly song, her voice soothing and playful, aimed at keeping you relaxed and encouraging those bubbles to escape.
"Burp, burp, little one, let those bubbles fly away.
Mama's here to help you, so let's burp them out today.
Up and down, left and right, we'll rock and pat with all our might.
Burp, burp, little one, let it out with all your might."

You try your best to relax in mommy's warm embrace, feeling the gentle vibrations from her soothing voice and the rhythmic patting on your back. The hiccups persist, but you trust that her loving care and the song will help ease your discomfort.

Mommy continues to rock you gently and pat your back, her voice filled with love and comfort as she sings a second verse of the song.
"Burp, burp, little one, let those bubbles take their flight.
Mama's here to help you, everything will be all right.
Rocking back and forth, side to side, we'll keep going and the bubbles will fly.
Burp, burp, little one, let them out with all your might."

You feel mommy's warm hand massaging your back as she continues to encourage and soothe you. And then, after a moment of tension, a big burp escapes from your lips, making an adorable sound that brings a smile to her face. "Oh, sweetie, you did it! You let out such a big burp!" mommy coos, praising you for releasing all those pesky bubbles.

She continues to massage your back, noticing that the hiccups have also disappeared. "That's it, my love," she says gently "You let out all those little bubbles, and now your tummy is all nice and relaxed. It stopped wiggling and giving you hiccups."

Feeling relieved and comforted, you nuzzle into mommy, enjoying the warmth of her embrace. You let out a contented sigh and say "...aaaah... fank you, mama!" Your tummy no longer seems bloated, and instead it feels nice and warm from the milk you had earlier. The discomfort has melted away, leaving you with a sense of peace and contentment in mommy's arms. She holds you close, showering you with love. "You're welcome, my precious Kyle. Mama is always here to take care of you and make you feel better. I love you so much."