Torture.

My child.

I torture him.

I change his diaper.

I brush his teeth.

I wipe the unknown slime and goop off his face.

I dress him in warm clothes.

I feed him.

What every happened to this being Love? When did it become Torture? Or is it just my child who seems to be tortured beyond comprehension by these things?

Kicks, screams, tears, tantrums.........Torture!