I am a very squeamish person, especially around bodily fluids (When I scoop the cat litter, I usually gag and sometimes actually barf). Before I started Baby School, I thought I would view diaper changes as a necessary and disgusting part of my job. Now, they are one of my favorite parts of my job. I still don't enjoy the smell of a full diaper, but it is a minor inconvenience when compared with the joy of experiencing a child's sense of self-respect and competence. There are so many ways a child can participate in the task. They can hold the fresh diaper, lift their bottoms, hold up the diaper front. The child often laughs, stretches, and coos while they engage with you and the job itself.
Essentially, you show your child your love. For me, what transforms these times from a dreaded chore to a pleasure is that the children show me their love, too. In the banal tasks of care giving we are consistently offered an opportunity to celebrate achievement, to give the gift of time, and to experience mutual love.