Trial Period

Mommy

~Sammy POV~

I wake up in a new room, I realize I'm cuddled next to Olive in bed. Olive is wearing a sports bra and shorts. I, still tired, lay my head down on Olive's exposed chest and cuddle into her.

-An Hour Later-

I wake back up to Olive sitting up with me in her lap while she plays with my hair. She hums lightly not realizing that I woke up. I try to force my eyes open but I fall back to sleep.

-Another Hour Later-

I wake up frantically and jump out of Olive's lap, slightly scaring her. She stops me and ask, "What's wrong Sammy?" I push her out of the way and start heading down the hallway, "I have to go potty." I hear her chuckle down the hallway as I check all the doors trying to find the bathroom. I finally find the nursery again and see a baby potty and I figure it's the next best things because I have to go so bad. I stumble over to the potty and fall over and end up having an accident. I let out a loud yell as I hit the ground and my eyes swell with tears.

~Olive POV~

I hear a loud thud following by screaming and crying. I run down the hall and try to frantically find Sammy and I see him laying on the nursery floor. I pick him up and cradle him in my arms and I immediately go into caregiver mindspace.

I give him a kiss on the forehead and rock him lightly, "shh shh, hey baby, I got you, you're safe." I check him legs and try to figure out if he is hurt or just startled by the fall. I finally figure why he is crying, I feel the front of his pants and they are soaking. I coo at him, "Aww baby, it's okay, you just had an accident." He buries his face in my chest out of embarrassment and cries.

I lay him down on a changing table and grab a diaper and a onesie. He tries to get off the pad, "c'mon baby, we have to get you cleaned up." He shakes his head no and kicks trying to get away, "No! I don't need a diaper!" I strap him down to the table, "I know honey, I just want to make sure you don't have another accident." I get him cleaned up and laugh as he tries to cover himself up. He pouts and kicks me, "Excuse me young man!", I say sternly as he giggles and kicks again. "Hey! We do not kick!", I say strictly as he giggles loudly and sticks out his tongue. "You better put that tongue away little one or it will end badly for you." I say giving him one final warning. He sticks out his tongue again and says "or whattt?"

I pull Sammy over my lap as he kicks and screams. He yells, "okay okayyy I'm sorry I'm sorryyyyyyy." I give him a couple quick spankings while he squirms and whines. I pull him on my lap and he lays his head on my chest, still slightly crying from his spankings. He says exhausted and in defeat, "okay Mommy, you win, I'll be good."