It all makes perfect sense, now. Happy AS day little one.
I can change one mean diaper myself, if anyone needs a baby sitter. I remember the learning curve being very steep. I'll never forget the first lesson that caught my attention: my infant son shot a straightline stream across the room hitting a sunny window and made a little pee rainbow in the shafts of bright light coming in the window. "That's MY boy!" came tumbling out of my mouth, for no reason that I can understand. The power of the stream and the spectacular beauty of the rainbow was so impressive, I could do nothing , but watch in awe.
Lesson number two, literally and figuratively, was never ever, EVER check a diaper with your fingers, before morning coffee.
