As usual, Jake, Gian and I go to the play park every morning and before Jake goes to work, he actually stops by my unit just to say that he is leaving for work. Sometimes he is also here in my unit eating breakfast or dinner.
Diane and Lia visits Gian and me every weekend because they are busy with their jobs now.
While Gian and I hardly ever leave my unit, we only go out to go to the play park or when I shop for things Gian needed.
Gian is also being very chatty, even when he is just playing with his toys, he talks as if he is talking to someone. Even though he is a bit slurred in some words, that didn't stop him from being talkative.
When Jake once invited us to have a dinner date on our first monthsary, I also wanted to bring Gian along, but Diane and Lia didn't agree, so Lia just took Gian and brought him to their house. She told me that aunt and uncle were very happy with Gian because of his talkativeness, Gian was telling stories to his grandmothers but none of them understood his story. I just laughed at Lia's story because even though I'm always with Gian, I often don't really understand what he's saying.
But these past few days, Gian's some words are somehow becoming straight, I can understand his words clearly.
Sometimes, while Gian was playing, I also played along with him and sang the ABC song, and as time went on, he seemed to remember and master that song, every time I sang it, he also joined even the other letters in the song are pronounced incorrectly and I just let him go, next time I will teach the correct pronunciation of words or letters.
"Mama..." I heard him called me, I was at the sink right now, putting away the things I used earlier. Gian and I just finished having lunch.
"Yes, baby?"
"Mama..." He called again so I looked at him and saw him standing where he was sitting earlier.
I first rinsed my hand, it was all covered with soap and then I wiped my hand on a rag.
"Why? What's the matter, baby?"
"Poo-poo..." He said softly and let out a soft but long fart sound. We both looked at each other and I just laughed at his farting.
"Hahahaha smelly" Gian said laughing while holding a dinosaur toy in his left little hand and his right hand was covering his mouth and nose.
"Who smelly?"
"Mama.."
"Me?" I asked him in shock. Wow! Where did he learn to answer like that?
"Hahahahaha!" He only answered me with a loud laugh, with a snort at the end. He's not obviously happy, is he?
"Come on, let's go to the bathroom. Mama's smelly."
He held my hand and we walked to the bathroom. I just removed the pajamas he was wearing and lifted him to help him get to the toilet before he squatted so that he could release his poop in the toilet bowl.
"Smelly!" Gian shouted while his small hand was still covering his mouth and nose.
I'm still holding Gian by his both armpits because he might suddenly fall into the toilet bowl.
"Ew! Smelly, baby Gian. Tsk! Tsk!"
"No! mama smelly."
"No.. Baby Gian smelly."
"No.."
I was just laughing at our conversation, it didn't even bother him that I told him, he smelled bad. He's even laughing while answering, Gian looks like a goofy man. I hope not!
"Done, mama."
I carried him down to the toilet and made sure I flushed the dirt before I cleaned Gian. I went straight to bathe him as I used to do, almost the same thing I do to him every day. After defecating, I bathe him afterwards.
"Yehey! Smells good, baby Gian!"
I just wiped his whole body and after drying Gian's body, I picked him up and entered my room, I put him down on my bed while the towel was still wrapped around him.
"I smell good, mama"
"Yes, baby Gian, smells good now."
I powdered his back and chest first before I put his clothes on him.
"My baby's handsome again!"
"I'm handsome!"
"Hmm..." I agreed with him and nodded. He was now standing on the bed and there was a weak jump when he praised himself.
"Can you give mama a kiss?" I asked sweetly but he moved away from me and went to the head board of my bed.
"Why did you stay away? You don't want to kiss mama?"
"Smelly, mama"
"I am not" I smelled myself too but I didn't smell like sweat or anything that wasn't good to smell.
"Go wash, mama" He ordered me just like he's father, Ash. He was just a baby but he was ordering me to take a bath.
"You really don't want to kiss mama?" I asked him again, he just sat down and hugged a pillow.
He nodded to my question and really affirmed that his mother stinks, I will really pinch the person who taught this child a nonsense.
He still giggling while looking at me, the pillow he hugged earlier buried his face there while laughing.
"Ahh mama's smelly and you don't want to kiss me? Okay, I'll leave you and I'll go to a mall." I told Gian and stood up to pretend I was going out and leaving him.
"Mama..."
I smiled when he immediately reacted so I sat down at the end of the bed and he immediately came to me, I turned my left cheek to him and Gian quickly kissed me on it. He immediately hugged my neck after kissing me on the cheek.
"Let me come, too."
"Hahaha okay, where do you want to go?"
He broke away from hugging my neck and suddenly scratched the top of his head.
My baby Gian is really cute! I want to squeeze both of his cheeks, it's so fluffy.
"Let's go to mall? Yey!" I said energetically to Gian.
"Yey!" He even raised both hands and was obviously very happy.
"But mama still smelly?"
He immediately shook his head and smiled. He's smile were like Diane's when she's teasing me. As time goes on, Gian looks more and more like Diane and Ash. Ash's blood is strong in Gian's body, so it is even more scary to bring Gian closer to his true blood relatives.
But while I noticed Gian's resemblance to his father, Ash, it also made me wonder what characteristics Gian got from his mother, Hannah. I feel like I want to meet Hannah too, but there is a part of me that when I'm in front of her, I don't want to let her know that Gian is with me.
But just thinking about Hannah's name makes me nervous, what if she suddenly appears and takes Gian from me?
"You're not going to leave mama, are you, baby Gian?"
Gian was innocently looking straight at me while he was just sitting on my bed, I smiled slightly at him and stroked his soft hair.
"I love you, baby Gian." I said softly to him and guided my point finger from between his thin eyebrows and slid it up to the tip of his small but sharp nose, after I finished guiding it I tapped the tip of his nose.
That was one of the gestures I taught Gian and for both of us the meaning of that was 'I love you'.
"I lob you, mama" He said in a soft answer and there was also a giggle, like I did to his nose, he stood up from his seat and using his small and short finger, he ran it between my eyebrows. He reached to the tip of my nose and he also tapped it softly.
I couldn't stop hugging him and he didn't struggle either, he also hugged my neck but I just laughed at what he said to me.
"Smelly, mama"
I really want to pinch the person who taught my baby Gian.