Billie Eilish and her daughter imagines

Amelia potty training

Amelia 3 yo

Amelia blinked her eyes open as the early morning light filtered through her bedroom window. She stretched her little body beneath the soft covers, her pacifier still firmly in her mouth. Clutched in her tiny hands was her favorite stuffed animal, a worn and well-loved bunny named Bun-Bun. She rubbed her eyes with a sleepy hand, sitting up groggily, then slid down from her bed, Bun-Bun in tow.

The little girl toddled down the hallway on her chubby legs, her pajama pants slightly bunched around her knees as she made her way to her mom's bedroom. She reached Billie's door, pushing it open with a soft creak. Inside, Billie was still lying in bed, her dark hair spread out on the pillow, eyes closed but not quite asleep.

"Mama..." Amelia mumbled around her paci, the word muffled but unmistakable. She waddled over to the bed, holding up Bun-Bun as if he too was asking for attention.

Billie stirred, hearing the small voice she loved so much. She blinked, opening her eyes, and saw her sweet girl standing there, looking up at her with a sleepy face. "Hey, baby girl," Billie said softly, a smile spreading across her face. She reached down and scooped Amelia up, bringing her onto the bed for morning cuddles.

Amelia nuzzled into Billie's chest, her pacifier still in her mouth, her small fingers playing with Billie's shirt. She curled up close, feeling safe and warm. Billie kissed the top of her head, her heart swelling with love.

"You sleep okay, Melie?" Billie asked, stroking Amelia's messy curls.

Amelia nodded, her head bobbing against Billie's chest. "Mmmhmm. I sweep wif Bun-Bun," she mumbled, holding up her stuffed bunny proudly.

Billie chuckled softly. "I see that. You love your Bun-Bun, huh?"

"Yuh-huh," Amelia said, her pacifier falling from her mouth as she giggled. She was still half-asleep, her little body heavy with morning drowsiness.

After a few more minutes of cuddling, Billie's thoughts shifted to the day ahead, and she couldn't help but wonder how Amelia had done overnight. Potty training had been tough lately, and while Amelia was learning quickly during the day, nighttime was a different story. Billie had been hoping this morning might be a sign of progress.

"Alright, sweet girl. Let's get you to the bathroom, okay?" Billie said gently, lifting Amelia from the bed.

Amelia squirmed a bit, not quite ready to leave the coziness of the bed, but she let Billie carry her down the hall. As Billie held her, she could already feel the slight dampness of Amelia's diaper, and her heart sank a little. She had hoped for a dry diaper, but it was clear Amelia wasn't quite there yet.

Once they reached the bathroom, Billie set Amelia down on the floor. "Alright, let's check your diaper, sweet pea," she said, pulling down Amelia's pajama pants gently. Sure enough, the diaper was wet.

Amelia looked up at her mom, wide-eyed but confused. "Did I do it, Mama? I no pee?"

Billie smiled softly and shook her head, kneeling down to be eye level with her daughter. "It's okay, baby. You did go peepee in your diaper, but that's alright. You're still learning, and you're doing such a good job during the day!"

Amelia's face scrunched up with frustration. "No wan diapee, Mama..." she said, her words coming out in a whine, her bottom lip quivering a little.

Billie reached out, brushing a tear that threatened to fall from Amelia's cheek. "I know, sweetie. I know you don't want it. And guess what? You don't have to wear one now, okay? No diaper for you today because you're such a big girl when you're awake."

Amelia's eyes brightened a little at that, and she nodded, her curls bouncing. "Big girl!" she repeated proudly.

"That's right! Big girl!" Billie cheered softly, making Amelia giggle. Billie quickly changed her out of the wet diaper, wiping her clean and pulling her favorite pair of rainbow undies out of the drawer. "How about these today?" she asked, holding them up.