2013

Your insides aren't an infinitely stretchable balloon so please be careful.  Water pressure from your house plumbing is way higher than what you get from a gravity enema.

I leave that question in the hands of my Daddy as that's step one for a good daily routine, trust your partner/caregiver.

Thanks! Those were all things I experienced as well before I learned how much easier it was to get information off of the internet (and give my parent's old computer a lot of viruses). And it's funny too, because no way our parents would have realized that we were looking because we wanted to wear them. Kids get curious about all kinds of things when they are bored silly during a shopping trip. Yes, as has been hinted, Maddy's diaper making experiment didn't go all that well. The next flashback will cover exactly what happened for her then. I managed some very good makeshift diapers myself. Plastic garbage bags cut into the shape of a diaper, then lined with a ton of toilet paper, and then taped on like normal.  I promise we are getting very close to Maddy getting what she wants (though not anywhere close to the end of the story)

LILA’S 6th BIRTHDAY   Lila happily sat in her playpen, making a toy city with her building blocks in the living room of the Watson’s Torch Lake cottage.  She giggled as she began to destroy the city that she created.  Since Lila’s downward spiral from a year ago, her mental state hasn’t really changed much.  It was just another year of the “terrible twos”.  Lila was still a toddler, and showed no sign of even remembering her past as a five-year-old.  While this was the case, she made many wishes, which the magic diaper had to intervene for some of them, to help steer Lila back in the right direction.  She was a toddler in constant need of guidance.  At this point, her magic diaper was like a third parent to her.  A parent that loved her and only wanted what was best for her. Cynthia scrambled around, setting up all the decorations for Lila’s 6th birthday, which would be tomorrow.  Due to Lila still remaining in her toddler headspace, she and John thought it best that they take Lila up north on a vacation and have a much quieter birthday this year.  Cynthia was indeed sad over the loss of her daughter.  There were never any discussions on wishes anymore, since talking to Lila was like talking to a toddler now.  She knew now that her baby daughter was incapable of having any knowledge of her past life, or any understanding of it.  All that was lost to her two-year-old self taking over.  A self that never wanted to let Lila go.  A self that would hopelessly remain two years old as long as she lived. She glanced down at her daughter, who she dressed in a cute little blue corduroy dress, which was 12-18 months, since Lila never grew anymore.  At this point, she had corduroy dresses in just about every color and was the easiest way to dress her darling daughter.  All she could do at this point was love her, regardless of her mental disposition.  She glanced down at her daughter, who looked up at her with a happy smile. “Luke mommy!”  Lila shouted.  “I tail down city wike monsta!  Rawr!”  She then made sound effects and squeals, pretending that her city was under attack. Cynthia nodded, as a strong smell filled her nostrils.  It was that time again.  Time to change Lila’s diaper again…Lila never let her mother know when she needed to be changed at this point.  It was Cynthia’s job to figure that out now.   She scooped up Lila and laid her down on a changing mat. Lila pouted.  “Mommy!  I wanna pway some mor!” Cynthia shook her head.  “Lila, you just made a stinky.  Mommy is going to change it.” “Nu!” Lila shouted with a pout.  “I wanna pway!”  Lila squirmed as her mother tried to lift up her dress and change her diaper. For the next five minutes, Cynthia chased Lila around the cottage.  Lila was having a blast, running around in her pulled-up dress with her diaper clearly exposed.  Finally, she pinned Lila down and removed her diaper.  She quickly scrubbed the mess off before Lila could even play with it.  She wiped, applied Aquafor, and powdered Lila, also powdering a new Pampers Size 3 Cruiser.  She held Lila’s feet together and fastened both tabs of her new diaper securely on the landing zone.  She checked for the perfect fit and pulled her blue corduroy dress back down.  Lila was good to go. But instead of running, Lila let out a long yawn.  All that running around wore out her tiny body.  She began to lay down instead of standing up.  Cynthia picked up Lila and took her to her bedroom.  She placed Lila in her crib and placed a pacifier in her mouth.  Lila began to calmly suck on it, with her eyelids growing heavy.  Her mother pulled a blanket over her.  Lila began to drift into sleep as she heard her mother speak. “Have a nice nap, my Lila Loo…” Lila smiled as she left the room.  “I wish I have milky baba!”  She giggled as her wish was granted. She began to suck down her bottle, but fell asleep before she could even finish it. Lila peacefully slept in her crib.  But as she slept, a series of whispers and requests came from Lila’s lips.  I wish weally big!  I wish my diapeys more absobant!  I wish bigah woom and cwib! She made many other similar wishes, frantically giggling for every wish that was granted.  She was flooding her diaper, indicating that a lot of wishing was going on.  Lila’s tiny body burst through the crib that she was laying in.  Seconds later, she burst through the cottage and it broke into pieces.  A few nearby houses broke apart, as Lila was beginning to outgrow the beach.  Surprisingly, Lila was still peacefully sleeping, her body continuing to grow as some nearby residents fled in terror. Both John and Cynthia were fortunately able to escape the house that their now giant daughter just destroyed by outgrowing it.  Cynthia gasped in horror, but knew what her daughter was doing.  She was sleepwishing.  Having experienced this a number of times, she knew that things would correct themselves over time. And fortunately, they did.  When the magic diaper saw the destruction that Lila was making, it guided Lila in her dreams to make some wishes so that everything was back to normal.  Whenever the magic diaper did this, it always treated it like a fun game for Lila.  A game that would reward her if she made the correct wishes.  Motivated by the rewards, the toddler Lila made all of the wishes with the magic diaper’s guidance. After Lila was making her last wishes, her nap was coming to an end.  Lila’s eyes focused and she rubbed them.  She felt a strong and wet sogginess in her diaper and began to cry upon feeling this wetness. “Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!!!!!” Lila cried.  “Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!” The door burst open and Cynthia approached her darling daughter.  “Oh my Lila Loo!” Cynthia said with a gasp.  “Is my Lila wet again?” Lila gave her mother a brief glance and continued wailing.  It didn’t matter that her mother was there.  She was in a very wet diaper, and she didn’t like it at all.  “Lila dypah! Awh wet!” Cynthia nodded, as she lifted her birthday girl out of her crib.  She kissed her on the face and set her down on the changing table.  Since Lila’s pacifier was clipped to her dress, she placed the pacifier in Lila’s mouth.  Lila began suckling it, as Cynthia grabbed a new diaper out of the bag of Pampers Cruisers Size 3.  As Lila sucked on the pacifier, her tears began to vanish.  She calmed down, as she watched her mother remove her soggy and wet diaper.  She softly cooed as her mother wiped her down with a baby wipe and applied the barrier cream to her new rashes. Cynthia sighed as she laid the diaper down after powdering it.  She could still clearly see the flash coming from the magic diaper.  She knew that her daughter could make more wishes with the diaper if she wanted to, but she feared that the wishes that she made now had no sense of responsibility.  They were the kind of wishes that a toddler would make.  Since Lila made the wish to stay two years old as long as she lived, her growth was permanently stunted and her mental development fully regressed.  Gone was the five-year-old Lila that spoke to her in clear and complete sentences.  Every bit of that Lila was gone now, as she gave all of that up to be a two-year-old forever.  Every year was the terrible twos now.  And with Cynthia being in the fifth year now of Lila being two, she honestly didn’t know how many more years she could take of this.  Most…no…ALL kids grow up sooner or later, but Lila was the exception to the rule.  Her youth had a permanent hold on her, and was never going to let her go.  She wanted to be a baby over maturity and responsibility, and at this moment, Lila was paying the ultimate price for the wish that she made four years ago.  She gently pressed Lila’s feet together and lifted up the front of the diaper to cover her.  She grabbed both tabs and fastened them snugly into the landing zone. Lila cooed again as her mother began to check her diaper carefully for the perfect fit.  Her smile grew as she still had the pacifier in her mouth.  It was a smile of a carefree two-year-old now.  A two-year-old that never knew she was five.  And with all the dreams that she has as a five-year-old now, that’s all she feels that it is. Cynthia pulled Lila’s blue corduroy dress back down and kissed Lila on the cheek.  “There you go, my birthday girl.  Mommy has everything set up for our little birthday party.  Do you wanna see what mommy did?” Lila sat up on the changing table and fixed her eyes on her mother.  She glanced at her mother’s breasts and reached for them.  “Milky! Milky!” Cynthia smiled and undid her shirt.  She pulled her bra down and placed Lila in her arms.  Lila latched onto her mother’s breast and began to suckle it, filling her tummy with her mother’s warm breast milk.  Lila laughed as some of the milk trickled on her face.  She continued downstairs with Lila still feeding.  With just her and John being up, there was no company to worry about.  Just some good mommy and daughter time and some daddy and daughter time.  An extra special time since Lila turned six today. Cynthia then looked at Lila and quietly sighed.  Six…That may be how old Lila is today but that was only a number.  Biologically, Lila was the size of a 12-month-old.  Mentally, she behaved like a two-year-old.  And legally, she was still two years old because the wish always changed her date of birth by one year every year. With it being 2027, Lila was now born May 19, 2025.  Every year was her second birthday.  But despite that being the case, Cynthia always celebrated her real age, since she knew the truth because of the past wishes that Lila made with her magic diaper.  She placed Lila on the floor since Lila was now turning her face away from her breasts.  Lila was full, so she was now running around on the floor. “Lila fast mommy! Lila fast!”  Lila looked up and saw streamers on the ceiling and on the outlines of the walls.  Balloons were on the ceiling and all over the floor.  A banner that read “Happy 6th Birthday Lila!” was hung in the kitchen/dining room, where they would be eating their birthday cake after Lila opened her presents. Lila ran to the living room, and for the next hour, she opened presents with her mom and dad.  Although they were the same gifts as last year, Lila couldn’t tell.  She didn’t remember that she got them a year before.  After all the presents were opened, she played with her toys for a little while. Dinner was next.  They had mac and cheese with little smoked hot dogs.  Cynthia then fed Lila a bottle of milk afterward. After that was the cake and ice cream.  Cynthia knew that Lila couldn’t blow out candles like she used to so she got a “6” candle on a marble Bluey cake, since she still liked Bluey.  She lit the one candle and they all sang to Lila: Happy birthday to you!  Happy birthday to you!  Happy birthday dear Lila, happy birthday to you! “And many more!” Cynthia sang, fighting back tears when she thought of the sad reality that her daughter will never grow up.  Yes, her age is going up every year. But she’s not another year older or another year wiser.  She guided Lila, as they both blew out the “6” candle together. “Bow cannel!” Lila shouted.  “Bow cannel!”  Lila clapped her hands and happily squealed. They all ate the cake with some Neapolitan ice cream. After the cake and ice cream, Lila’s eyes began to droop down.  She yawned and her face began to swoon. Cynthia nodded and picked Lila up.  “Our birthday girl is tired.  Mommy’s going to get you ready for bed.  This way, princess!” Cynthia escorted her princess upstairs, carrying her to the bathroom.  She brushed Lila’s teeth while Lila could barely stay awake.  She whisked Lila to her room and laid her on the changing table.  She removed the blue corduroy dress and undid the pacifier clip.  She stuck the pacifier into her tired daughter’s mouth while she removed the soggy, wet, stinky diaper.  She gently wiped away all the mess, cleaning her more and more with each wipe.  After a series of wipes, Lila was all clean.  Lila yawned as Cynthia wiped just a little more Aquaphor on some rashy areas that were mostly healed now.  She powdered another magic diaper: A Pampers Overnights Size 3 and laid Lila on it.  Oh, that flash!  Why did she make that wish?  She can’t make any useful wishes anymore…She pressed Lila’s feet together and folded the diaper up.  She fastened both tabs securely to the landing zone and ensured the perfect fit.  Although Lila was fast asleep now, Cynthia carefully put Lila into a midnight blue footed sleeper.  Lila was still slowly sucking on her pacifier but was sleeping.  Cynthia smiled, as it was a cute sight to see.  She carried her sleeping birthday princess and placed her in her crib, resting her face on the pillow.  She pulled the covers over her and gave her a soft kiss on the face. “Good night, my birthday girl,” Cynthia said with a smile.  “Mommy loves you.  No matter what happens, mommy will always love you…” Cynthia left Lila’s room and quietly closed the door.  The “six-year-old” princess slept on.

What is a good daily routine for an AB?