By Carol M. <email@example.com>
Submitted: July 2002
Summary: Getting Baby Jon to smile during a diaper change makes Clark happy and Lois contented.
This just kinda came to me one morning when Maggie was three months old and Matt changed her diaper… Just a little bit of fluff. No biggie, but if I don't submit it, Rat'll have my head so here it is.
The characters aren't mine and no profit will be made by it.
Lois sighed as she tried to burp Jon. "Clark," she called, "Would you change Jon's diaper for me before you go to work?"
Clark turned from the mirror where he'd been tying another wild tie. "Sure. No problem." He picked up the offered child. "Come on, Jonny. Let's get you cleaned up."
Lois smiled as she watched her two men leave the room. She leaned back against the headboard and put her bra back together. It had been a wonderful three months since Jon was born. She'd missed work, but she'd be going back tomorrow.
Just getting pregnant in the first place had been against all odds, and the pregnancy itself had sometimes been uncomfortable. But if she thought that part was difficult, she'd had no idea what she was in for.
When the time came to give birth, labor had been long and hard. "You're just not made to deliver big babies," was what her doctor had said. Not that 7 pounds, 3 ounces was huge, but Lois apparently didn't have "good birthing hips". The 45 most painful minutes of her life had come after Jon was born and the second epidural hadn't worked.
Recovering hadn't been easy, and she wasn't sure that she was completely healed yet. After the first month had been difficult, Clark had been understanding when she decided she wanted to take more time off.' The things no one ever told you about after giving birth…
She curled back up under the covers. Before Jon was born she couldn't have imagined wanting to spend three months at home, but she had enjoyed almost every minute of it. She had lived vicariously through Clark for long enough and she was ready to go back, but she was glad she and Jon had had the time to bond.
Clark was a little jealous of her relationship with their son. He didn't get to spend as much time with the little guy as she did. Clark even had to wait an extra week to see one of Jon's first real smiles.
And that's what made her smile now.
"Come on, smile for daddy," floated into the room from the nursery next door. "There it is! Big smile!" She heard Clark's off key renditions of "Pop Goes the Weasel" and "If You're Happy and You Know It…" He was singing along with the monkey, a gift from Martha and Jonathan, hanging on the changing table. When you pushed its nose, music played.
"Come on, another big smile for daddy." She heard Jon's newest happy noise — a cross between 'ga' and 'goo' — and knew that Clark had another smile.
"Oh, wow! A three-smile diaper change! You're a happy baby aren't you? Your daddy loves you, you know that?" His voice lowered a bit. "And your mommy does too. Don't let anyone tell you differently, but she's an old softy when it comes to you."
An almost squeal was heard and then they appeared in the doorway. "All done, Mom. You ready for him?"
Lois nodded. She was going to have to get used to not taking a morning nap with the little guy, but she thought she'd be okay.
"A four-smile diaper change," Clark announced proudly.
Lois laughed and gave him a kiss before he left. She laid her son on the bed and curled up next to him. All was right with her world.