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Replacing my broken tv on my work desk and while straining to unscrew the old monitor - stretched across my desk, back screaming - I flooded my pull-up from the strain and pressure. Its a Northshore GoSupreme Max so it held thankfully, but I almost wet my desk lol. -
By Primcess Mauve · Posted
Yeah, though I don’t know that I want to fully become diaper dependent at this time. I kind of feel like they are becoming an emotional need since I’m noticing I’m much calmer when padded and on the I’m now having a harder time falling asleep if I don’t have a diaper on -
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Funny you mention that. The biggest breakthroughs with diapers or becoming diaper dependent tend to happen when you stop trying to force it. -
A Day in the Life I still catch myself sometimes, right at the beginning of the morning, thinking about how different things used to be. Not long ago we were living a very vanilla life. Not long ago I refused to accept the small side of him or the fact that I could enjoy a Mommy/Baby Boy dynamic. Now, first thing I do when I wake up is check his diaper—it never disappoints—always soaked. I lay him down, take off the wet diaper, clean him carefully, powder him, and tape a fresh one on. He stays quiet while I do it. He knows the routine. Once he’s padded again, I get him into his outfit for the day (we are working on expanding his baby wardrobe—hard to do from Peru). When he is ready, I prepare his bottle and sit with him while he drinks. There’s something about that quiet morning moment that settles both of us. The house is still, he’s warm against me, and I already feel that familiar sense of control settling in. After breakfast, I put him on the play mat with his toys and start working. I glance over every now and then. He’s content, kicking a little, making those cute sounds he makes when he’s busy with his imagination. Every time I look at him, I feel this quiet satisfaction. My baby is right here. Padded. Safe. All mine. Around mid-morning he starts getting restless. I know that sound. I pick him up, settle him against me for a few minutes, and just like that he calms down. Mommy knows what he needs. Sometimes I nurse him a little while I keep reading emails. It’s one of my favorite feelings—having my baby boy at my bosom. After his shower, I get him dressed again and let him play while I cook. He likes to pretend he can help Mommy with the cooking. My little chef. I eat first, then feed him. Afterward I take him for a short walk. He’s padded the whole time, of course. This walk usually ends the same way—a messy accident halfway through. I think it's all the walking that gets his tummy all worked up. I don’t even think twice. As soon as we got home, I laid everything out and took care of it. I’ve gotten so used to this. There’s something deeply satisfying about being the one who cleans him up and puts a fresh diaper on him afterward. Can’t believe this was a taboo in our relationship just a few years ago… Afternoon. He plays while I work. Sometimes he comes over and leans against my leg, just wanting to be close. I reach down and stroke his hair or check his diaper without really thinking about it. It’s automatic now. In the evening we watch a movie together (I choose, of course. Sometimes it is one of our favorite animated movies—The Wild Robot, Hotel Transylvania, Monsters University, among others. Other times, however, Mommy gets to watch what she wants—Gladiator, Nightcrawler, The Before Trilogy, or The Godfather. Baby gets bored when it’s a long movie, so he often nurses a little and falls asleep halfway through. He rests in my arms while I enjoy a bottle of wine or some hot tea. When the movie is over, it’s time for his night-night routine. I get him ready for bed—fresh diaper, comfy PJs, brushing his teeth, washing his cute face. And then, my favorite moment of the evening. Storytime. If he’s a bit fussy, I give him my breast. That always gets him settled and sleepy. I look at him as he nurses—he’s completely mine. And I get to take care of him exactly the way I want. 24/7. Full care. My rules. And I genuinely love it.
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