my poor little baby. you're always getting pushed around by your littermates, even when they've already had their turns with mommy. you don't ever stand up to them because you're so timid, so how do you expect them to ever learn how to respect you?
... oh, don't give me that pathetic little look! mama's not going to be around forever, you know, and— sweetie, don't start getting all glassy-eyed on me! you know mommy is just being silly, okay? no, mama won't leave your side. i know my baby needs a lot of special care.
you know what'll make you feel better, darling? why don't we have some special "mommy and me" time? the door is already closed, so we don't have to worry about any of your big brothers or sisters butting in, no. they don't need to know about your special mommy time.
... do you remember the little game we played last time? the one where you laid down and got all comfy, and mommy rubbed you just right until you got all sleepy and warm?
ah, you look so cute when you get flustered! come here, baby; mama thinks it's time for us to play again, okay? nobody's gonna interrupt us. come climb into mama's lap.
there you go. settle onto mama and suckle just like that. we'll make sure that tingly feeling gets you aaaall tired out. ♡