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If it will make you happy ... IM me on yahoo sn peekiee_stream or on msn peekiee1@gmail.com this Wednesday (Jun 4th) about 9pm (eastern US time). I will have the cam on so just view ... it is open to all. I'm gonna need some diaper support for what I will be doing anyway... so figured why not show off for those that will appreciate it. That goes for anyone else that wants to watch ... no permission required, so don't ask me just go view. I'll post a reminder in a few places cuz I know how forgetable I am and how other things can swipe the memory. cheers!

For me, it has to do with the cute design on the front. We can't help that the manufacturer decided to make the length short. It doesn't matter much about the size. There is usually only an inch or so difference in the lengths ... they only vary the widths as the size goes up on some of them. If I see something I really like, and it happens to be a bit short ... tugging on it can sometimes stretch it temporarily, lol ... at least that is what I like to tell myself. Who can pass up a great logo or pic? I draw the line at women's dress shoes. I will never wear them again, no matter what I've been bribed. A small inconvenient shirt sacrafice for the cute image is one thing, but uncomfortable shoes will never sit in my closet. We all have our 'things' that someone else may roll their eyes at diaper boy... get over it.

Rejection or certainty, it doesn’t matter. I’m not self-loathing; it is an uncontrollable internal restraint that keeps me from acting. It is the same kind of oddity that keeps me from being able to talk sometimes … no matter how much I want to, it just won’t come out. It can happen in normal conversation … I’m asked a personal question (this is usually the case) and my ability to speak temporarily disappears. My ability to act upon my attractions … same thing; I can’t do it. I don’t fear rejection … I probably fear acceptance. I’ve learned that I’m not attracted to any woman that is attracted to me first. I’ve not led a completely solitary existence, but given my past experiences and current views … I’m certain my mind-bondage prevents any real intimacy entering my bed; and I’m not into casual, meaningless sex. I didn’t post this for advice. I posted because many men think women have it easy when it comes to “finding someone” just because we’re women. I’m not really looking … but you know what I mean. I’m not unattractive and could hook up with someone, but I don’t want ‘just someone’. I want for my inhibitions to fade … I want to be the dominant one … I want to be respected and even feared at times. I want love. But love … mutual love … I’ve never experienced it. Some have proclaimed to love me (I’ll never know if it was true) … but I am not sure I’m capable of loving anyone … another facet of the mind-bondage impasse. Blah, Blah … ok, this thread is closed. Posted as is for those that can relate … doesn’t help anyone really, but just something I’d thought I’d share with those who think the ass is cleaner on the other side.

I’m in my own personal bondage hell … bondage of the mind. Almost my entire existence is trapped inside my head unable to be physically expressed. That is the way it will stay forever. I’ll never be able to act upon any of my true sexual desires; my deep-seeded fantasies. I see a woman I’m instantly attracted to and smile; give her a once over, twice over with my eyes, and pass her by without even thinking about approaching her. My mind screams, longing to dip my tongue into her and make her moan; to make ligature marks on her wrists, arms, thighs as she struggles … fighting herself to experience all of the pain and pleasure in the same space as I devour all of her pulsing folds. No … I’m bound by my own impotence. My impulse to focus my attention in her direction decays exponentially the more I want her. The quicker I cut off awareness to the connection I feel between my legs and hers, heightens my weakness. I instantly know … when my lungs hitch, when my eyes quickly cast away in the opposite direction, when I need to flee from the spot I’m standing … I know there is one more chain wrapped around the trunk that contains the part of me that can never ever be free.

I love capturing images of the places I travel too ... here are a few from my most recent trip >> Ireland.

Wow, that was a really great post! Thanks for sharing your thoughts. I enjoyed reading that.

It has changed a lot for me. I never ever thought I’d grow out of feeling like a little girl in my head … so I didn’t even entertain the idea of “getting rid” of it. I didn’t think it was changeable. Now that I don’t feel like that same little girl anymore it really is a huge relief. I didn’t know how much of a burden it was until it faded. I have to say, ignorance really is bliss, cuz if I HAD known what it felt like to NOT feel little I would have been so much more depressed for missing out on so much! I really wish I could adequately describe the difference between feeling like a little girl and feeling like a grown up. You’d think it would be a simple explanation … but it really isn’t. I used to believe seeing the world through the eyes of a child was pretty good, but now that I see it through the eyes of a grown-up it is so much more amazing, more unbelievable … just more. At first, when I started feeling different, I thought maybe it was college that sparked the change … but I really don’t think I can hold education responsible for my internal amendments, since I graduated 3 years ago … and I didn’t really start feeling more grown up till last year. No, I don’t think ab’s or lg’s are uneducated, so I mean no offence by that comment. I only speak for myself and my own reasons. My reasoning is mine alone … not projected upon anyone else’s situations. So don’t internalize what I’ve written and apply it to yourself. That’s like trying to incorporate an SL avatar into your real life body … it just wouldn’t work very well (yeah, that is a good testament to how alien I feel sometimes … but that’s a whole other issue). Yes, I would be upset if I started feeling little again. I have fun remembering and fooling around with some lg dialogue, but I don't ever want to feel like an lg ever again.

As I said, if u are not interested just ignore it; u have ur mindset and I have mine. Those that don’t care about the environment or cleaner energy sources, fine … diesel it up for all I care. I have no interest in dictating anyone’s actions. I was only speaking to the ones that do care and was having fun with my new-found Mommy spirit. As for my fictional yarns of folly … yeah I do have problems completing them. I apologize for the teasing of a drawn out idea and leaving cliff hangers all over the place; although, I’m always glad to hear people like them. But, since my story site is free for all to view, you’ll have ta accept my irregular bursts of creativity. My fingers are fluidly typing for a few months, then the creek dries up and my focus takes a turn around the prairie. Besides, u don’t want me to finish out a story when I’m not gassed up on inspiration … it won’t be as good as a tale that has a while to simmer like a nice thick stew. I’ve not had any stewish stories so far, but do aspire to one day turn out a really great one (or three). Thanks for asking though babydyke! (lets me know I’m not sharing them with only my invisible friends.) Plus, with that little-girl inside me fading and the grown-up in me getting louder, my writing style has changed slightly. I always had problems developing the Mommy-role figures because I couldn’t get into their mind and figure out their motivations ... I just had to guess and wrote things the sub-charcters wanted to hear. Now, I think I am having some progress! It is exciting … but also frustrating, because when I look back at some of the dialogue I cringe because now I’m like, “Noooo she would never have said that!! What was I thinking?!” lol

Words of wisdom from a redneck diaper boy ... thanks for your input. I'm glad someone out there is conserving their brain cells for something other than education. Good for you! I always love those that recycle intelligence for more useful things.

lol, yeah knuxie u did good... ya'll are funny. Here ya go ... 2 old vids, but ya gotta register 18+ before u can view em; u register an email and username and then u have ta verify the email and set up your profile. Sorry if thats a lot of work just ta view 2 small vids ... and wouldn't blame u if u didn't wanna go through the trouble. http://www.acidplanet.com/artist.asp?video...7435&T=7036

Since discovering my interest in becoming an ab/lg Mommy, I’ve been reading up on some parenting tips that I’d like to practice using on you to see how well my Mommy skills are developing … 1. Connect before you direct; eye-to-eye contact to get their attention. Ok ya’ll I need your eyes and ears please. 2. Stay brief & simple Today (March 29th) we are playing a game called Earth Hour. Tonight at 8pm we are turning off the lights for 1 hour to help the Earth rest. 3. Ask your child to repeat the request back to you So, what are we ALL doing tonight at 8pm? 4. Make an offer the child can't refuse. If we all play this game together nicely, and I mean ALL of us … I will repost 2 vid stories that I made last year for you ta watch. It is of me (a 10 yr time span) when I was an adult-little-girl in diapers like a lot of you (before I became all grown up). 5. Be positive It will be fun! You can even use a flashlight if you want. 6. Begin your directives with "I want." I want you all to behave and have fun. 7. Incorporate the legs first, mouth second method. ((Not sure how ta do this online… but thought it was a really good tip that the other caregivers would like to read.)) 8. Give choices You can pick which hour to turn your lights 8pm or 9pm … but it needs ta be a time you are normally home and when you normally have the lights on. If you didn't get this message in time for March 29th, you can play this game the day you read it 9. Speak socially correctly; even a two-year-old can learn "please." Expect your child to be polite. Children shouldn't feel manners are optional. Speak to your children the way you want them to speak to you. Please make sure you keep safe when those lights are off … no candles for you little ones … only flashlight ok? 10. Put up written reminders. ((posts this note up on the board for all ta see)) 11. Close the discussion Ok ya’ll, hope you have a great Saturday! Please get those lights out for an hour tonight, and you can enjoy 2 short adult-little-girl videos. If you don’t want to participate, it would be great if you could just be silent about the subject and not ruin it for the others. XX Hugz XX ((so, how'd I do?))

Thanks Chris and CDL for taking the time to read my thoughts and giving your input. Hey smarti ... well, I'm thinking that perhaps my idea of Domme (for u >>Dom) is two different species if u are boxing it in with harsh, domenering treatments. Or if u have visions of a black leather clad person with a whip and shackling the prisoner ... mmm ... ok as much as I kinda like some of that, lol... I only consider that a game ... a temporary playtime. The leather comes off and the shackles are unlocked and u go about everyday life after that. If I were to have it as a lifestyle, I think of it as having control over the details of most aspects of living ... she must be willing to accept I know what's best and be trusting enough to know I will always want her happy even if she may not be happy in a certain moment or didn't like a decision I made. She must also be comfortable enough to not feel rejected when I need to be alone. There's a lot more, but I don't want to ramble on .... As much as I'd like to have a relationship like that, where all she is responsible for is cooking, taking over the transportaiton (driving and picking me up, cuz I seriously hate driving) and being available for me to pleasure sexually ... I highly doubt that could last for a lifetime. I'm also not yet ready mentally, because I'm only at the start of this development. Maybe if I were ta meet someone at the start of her development into those things I'm looking for, we could grow into them together ... that would be ideal. Since I expect this process for me may take a long time, I'm not too worried about finding someone soon. I have some internal work ta do, and many experiences to be had before I can commit to any one person.

GREAT! Well repaid, u do know now u will always have to refer to me as "my Queen" ... and when answering a question u must say "yes my Queen" or "no my Queen". My first demand is to tell how u liked them? Were they as u hoped? When I tried them I was a Huggies girl ... and after I tried them I was still a Huggies girl. If they had come out with a Huggies 7, I may have made Kimberly and Clark my Queens, even though they were men (actually men do make the best Queens).

Ya’ll are very welcome … And … wow … that was the most sap over a few diapers I’ve seen in one place in … well, ever. You sure are easy ta please repaid! I’m now wondering what you would have done if I had overnighted it. If it includes a crown and making me your Queen … send it back and I’ll overnight it. I think shipping is the most fantastic deal in the whole world. For a few bucks I got 5 boxes across several hundred miles in just a few days going to 5 different places. I don’t think there could be any better deal than that, short of beaming it through email. Lookin forward ta seein those pics moogs & singner!

Never say never heidilynn … I don’t see anything wrong with anyone’s turn-on’s … it is what it is. Being 18 yrs old, you are still very young and will develop a lot of different turn-on’s throughout your life. I used to be turned on by a certain type of guy when I was younger (16ish till 22ish) I was pretty bi around that time … but now it is only women that turn my head. I can't say I will never be attracted to another guy ever again, but it is very hard to feel as if I could. You have to force your mind to think rationally about this, rather than allowing your beliefs to be based on emotions alone. Time has a way of changing your attractions … and the way that happens is through different exposure to various things life has to offer. If you truly want to experience a new turn on, all you have to do live life and time will take care of your wishes. I’m not saying every desire can be fulfilled (especially the ones some people have with wanting to change their body back to being a kid) … but this need to change sexual turn-on’s is very fluid (moldable), but only if you experiment with different things. Not for a day or a week, because these things are not like fast food. It is more like seeds of experience, and some of them will grow and some won’t. After 10 years of being an lg, I now no longer have any desire to wear diapers or pull-ups or anything related to it. I’m not sorry about my past attractions, but now I just have different ones … and it is all because of time … I’ve grown past it.

Everything has been claimed now except the girl's size 14 clothing. A jean jumper dress with 2 lilies at the bottom A pair of short-alls with power puff girls on the bib pocket 2 long sleeve shirts (1 is purple with little flowers all over and 1 dark pink with the word Cutie on the front, gliter around the word) A pair of overalls with tinker bell and a rainbow on the bib pocket ... There is also a Little Mermaid short dress made for ab's that has diaper cover "panties" (elastic around waist and legs) ... it is actally pretty big ... someone up to about 5' 5-6" that wears women's size 6 (maybe 7) might be able ta wear it. The panties are large enough to go over cloth diapers, but you must wear plastic pants cuz the panties are not waterproof. Someone gave this outfit to me, but I'm not going to ever wear it again and think that person would be ok with me giving it away to someone that will wear it. It was too big for me to wear out in public ... I was gonna wear it for halloween one year, but I wore goodnights with it and the panties would fall down, lol. There is also another outfit that was given to me ... Angelmom made it. It was my 1st little girl outfit. I'm not sure I want to part with that one. It is like shortalls... it is light pink with snaps in the inner legs (for diaper changes). The 'bib' is in the shape of a bear. I'll keep this one for a little bit longer and then maybe if the right person asks for it specifically I could consider giving it away ... but I won't give it to just anyone. **update** The little mermaid outfit has been spoken for.

I think that is a pretty nice quote smarti … and can see how you would relate it to your experiences. Your interpretation doesn’t quite fit with me because I’m not altogether sure I can be every person I think I might want to be. That’s why I decided to share. My thoughts and feelings are very much moving quickly toward a Protector role ... not like a real mother, cuz I have no desire to have a real baby at all and won't even go out with anyone who has kids ... and I'm unsure I could even pull off a Protector or a Domme role in the abdl world in reality ... but I can't stop thinking about ... well there is my trouble; I'm having a hard time putting it into words. Perhaps I shouldn’t, because I’m obviously not doing a good job of it so far. The replies have been well intentioned (here and in emails and IM’s), but based on the way the replies try to reflect understanding of my words, I’m afraid I’ve been unsuccessful with the clarity of my posts. I wish I could articulate what is on my mind to others and have them walk away seeing things through my eyes … but, my written expressions don’t quite get there … and I know for sure I’d never be able to verbally explain. I’ve never been able to speak fluidly. There seems to be a detour road block between my thoughts and my mouth, lol.

OK, I'm just gonna use this thread as a vent to spill out some things crawling around my brain related to this growing up business ... ******* I often felt curious about why anyone would want to fill the Mommy or Daddy (or caregiver) role for other grown men and women. I wondered if anyone really felt as comfortable and natural in their Dom(m)inant role as I felt being an alg. I had my doubts whether anyone was really being honest about their willingness to put up with an adult-child … not only put up with it, but play along … even claiming to be seeking out that role. Are they fulfilling something within themselves when they Dom(me) it up … in a similar way we adult-littles do when we regress (or fall into a regressed mind-set)? I am being harsh with my words on purpose, because that is how I was processing the questions in my mind at the time. Those phrases, ‘put up with’ and ‘play along,’ are how I used to envisioned that role to be. I didn’t understand the feelings of concern for the well-being of a grown person as it relates to the regression. And, I didn’t understand the motivation to help create a safe place for their hidden secrets … like scraps of discarded material blooming into a fantastic work of art. We, the adult-littles, (I imagine there are a few we’s, but maybe it’s only me) discard much of those regressed thoughts and feelings that happen throughout the day … those that don’t currently have a partner in crime or a friend in-the-know to share with will discard them for lack of anywhere else to put them. By discard, I mean we don’t actively share those thoughts and feelings as they happen because we can’t. There is no one around in real life to calmly wipe up our spilled milk … to give a big squeezing hug when feeling scared … to make a snack when the tummy is grumbly … or to recognize grumpiness for what it really is – (insert specific insight here). That regressed little person doesn’t always have a lot of self-awareness that a mature person with an established learning curve to their own behaviors seems to have developed. Most of the time, that narrator inside the mind of an adult-little will blame every grumpy, sleepy, moody feeling on the internal kid. That little one becomes a scapegoat, even if it is a normal adult thing. For example, when Aunt Flow would visit me every month, I would not recognize my moody feelings for what they really were – pms, lol. No, I would blame those feelings on my inner little girl because she was a convenient blame bucket. Everything was her fault. Instead of being able to share those daily happenings, those internal littlessness views and feelings … they swirl down into our secret drain, that even we don’t know where it leads. Swallowing up our internal little person not only makes the person on the outside frustrated, but it makes the self feel very split and detached from the world around us. An internal struggle manifests each day on different things; an internal dialogue influences our actions, and can take up a lot of energy … emotional and physical. Okayyy, what is my point in sharing all this? Well, now that my internal little girl has faded quite a bit and the grown-up inside has become a lot louder, I can really feel those empathy wheels in me turning for others that have that internal child inside them. I didn’t have empathy before when the little girl ruled my mind. Yeah, there was a tiny bit of compassion in there, but nothing significant … I know that now because I can feel the difference. I can really see legitimacy in those care-giving roles. My trust issues run deep, so I’m not yet convinced I have a few We’s with me on this side of the fence … but that is only because I haven’t met any actual Mommy-type people for adult-littles in real life. I don’t have anything or anyone to compare my feelings to so that I can put proper words together to explain what is going on in my mind about all this. I’ve had a lot of years to construct descriptions for the little girl who dwelled inside me … soooo, the start of this new journey on a new uncharted mountain might turn out to be very lonely at first … more so than being an alg … BUT I do know for a fact the rewards far outweigh any discomforts there are when it comes to having this strong woman growing inside me – even if there isn’t anyone my heart can care for (ok I’ll say it > >> love) just yet. It is like I have this clear feeling … very much like a picture in my head I want to draw, except my emotions and ideas are my paint and my personality and desires are my canvas. I can feel exactly how I’d like to be, even though my current identity is far from it. *wheew … wipes brow* … typing that was exhausting. I need a nap.

Thanks heidilynn … Duckie, you are too good to me; thanks you for makin me feel all mushy inside when you look at me with those rosy glasses. And yes! about those scary people out there who act on emotion rather than reason. Going through this process of transition I have had a big rain forest of emotions swirl around in my mind and wishing very much to know how to deal with it all, and wondering why it was so hard to just be the big person that I was. No matter what accomplishments I had made (graduating high school, graduating military basic training, having high honors in med-tech school, being successful in college) … in spite of all those big grown up things, I still felt like a little girl in my mind. I would feel like there was something broken about me. I’d compare my views of the world and views of everyday life to the views of others around me and felt so out of place. The way my mind works to make sense of the world seemed very different from anyone I knew. That made me feel more vulnerable than I already was. I could handle regression of the spirit, because that just felt good and fun and … so many things related to the word good … but what bothered me was feeling like an alien when it came to understanding life and concepts like everyone else. In English classes I would always be the one to have a very different interpretation of some writing or poem … I was hardly ever near what the “right answer” seemed to be. I of course learned those right answers and spit them back out onto the tests, but in my mind I would feel like a loser for not really seeing things correctly. Later, I began to realize that just because the majority saw things one way, doesn’t mean that way is right for me. I’m not broken inside, I’m just different. It is lonely being different, especially when even my family can’t relate. I have a hard time voicing my opinions, and sharing my thoughts face to face with anyone because I’ve been made to feel stupid so many times in the past … it’s something I like to avoid. Then my sarcasm comes out, which doesn’t usually help much. It’s one of those survival things – finding humor is one of my defenses, even if others don’t find it as funny as I do, lol. When I felt child-like for so many years after I should have, it made me wonder if there was a neurotransmitter that was responsible for the feeling. Is there a chemical that is supposed to turn on to help the adulthood process, or is there one that supposed to turn off to help phase that child out? Or perhaps there is a pathway in the nervous system that is slow to develop that kept me from growing up? Whatever the case, I’m so relieved to just realize that being different doesn’t mean I’m broken … or incomplete, or wrong … or other words related to wrong. I’m me and Me and lots between. Now that I know that, it’s like that grown mature feeling washes the criticisms off and they don’t matter much -- that self-parenting thing you talked about Duckie is so true! I have developed into my own parent and tell myself things that make so much sense and reason that I have no idea where they really came from, lol. The only thing left ta do is find a group of people in my real life that I can relate to, and feel they can at least try to relate to me in some form.

awwww duckieeee ... *checks my teeth quick! I may have a cavity from all that sweetness*

Those of you who feel like you will ALWAYS feel like a kid ... I used to think I’d be in a little girl mind set forever, because in spite of my protests of wanting very much to be treated like a “grown up”, I felt like a little girl inside all the time. But, feeling little and being treated like a kid brought up two totally different emotions. I would always get angry whenever anyone wouldn’t take me seriously (which was most of the time). At 15, at 18, at 25 … I was the same 4 year old stomping my foot because the world was being mean to me. I had no idea that my great efforts to hide that little girl inside weren’t working too well. My big grown up lady facade was pretty transparent. I was who I was, and I slowly learned how to embrace that person and make the best of things. When I got to chatting with people in yahoo on a regular basis (2001ish till 03ish), it was a lot easier to keep being that little girl. I was in my 20’s – when a person is supposed to learn the advanced parts of being an adult, instead I kept on developing that internal child. I began a serious college career when I was 25 (after a term in the Air Force and a near 2 yr marriage coming to a thankful end). College slowly (very slowly) separated me from my active communication with others online. Studying took up more of my time, and I gradually stopped seeking out the attention that my internal little girl loved when she posted on forums … and forum and diaper pic posting pretty much ended sometime in 2004. There were some complicated rough patches between 2005 and 2007. I had began to mentally grow up quite a bit within that time; I had stopped wanting to wear diapers, but was still wearing pull-ups a lot; sometimes still played with my toys and colored … doing my old little girl things, but not as much and not with as much enthusiasm as I once did. When I turned 29 I really began actually feeling like a grown woman, much more than feeling like a child. I still felt her in there, and still had many of the same little girl thoughts manifest throughout the day … but there was a new mature voice of reason that was louder. The mature voice wasn’t totally new, but she didn’t have a strong presence. I heard mature thoughts, but didn’t used to feel them. I was beginning to feel the mature woman inside rather than just hearing her. It was kinda weird, but in a good way. I feel now like there are 3 people in me … little girl, mature woman, and an observer that can see both and act as mediator. The mediator explains the thoughts and actions of the mature woman to the little girl and vice versa. Late last year 2007, that mature woman made up the majority of me; the little girl that once ruled the whole house is now a mature woman who doesn’t feel little much at all. It is now that I can hear the little girl, but I don’t feel her … I remember the feeling, and can still type and talk like her … but I feel like the big grown up lady that I didn’t ever believe I could be. Those that think this is a sad thing ... to have the kid inside to fade ... don't be sad. It might seem like a bad thing, but until you experience it for yourself, try not ta judge it too harshly. I know just a few years ago I would have been completely against having a more grown up mind set, because it is so much fun to think like a kid. But, for me, feeling like a kid was a problem. I fall back to that feeling on ocassion and it isn't a good sensation after knowing what feeling more mature and in control of things is like; rational feels fantastic in comparison. I don't expect many to relate to my journey, but maybe there is some out there going through something similar. When I've shared some things like this in the past, it turned out ta be a good idea ... soooo, I hope it can be again.

ur welcomes moogs My sleepy eyes didn't open till now so I'll get these packages out on monday after my morning classes (about 1230ish eastern time). Happy Easter y'all (and Happy egg decoratin day to the heathens )

lol wow, ok so now all the diapers, woman's small sleeper, and toys are spoken for ... ... all that's left is some girl's clothes size 14 ... and I forgot I have a boys sleeper size 14/16 ... it fit me kinda ok, except it was a bit long in the legs and very very floopy in the feet ... prolly would fit sumone about 5' 3-4" but its not as baggy as the other one; may fit shoes size 6-8 in guys or 8-9ish in girls... it is light blue with white polar bears on it.

Welp, all the diapers are spoken for now ... all that's left are girl's clothes (14's) and a bunch of toys. I'm sending everything free ... even shipping. Just email peekiee1@gmail.com if u are interested ... I have a sleeper ... women's size small from Target ... it was way big on me ... prolly would fit sumone a bit taller around 5' 4-5" ... the girth is very baggy and the feets were floppy on my feet... I wear 5's and 6's in women's (thats a 3 or 4 in boys) ... so the feets prolly fit about a size 8 in women's or a 6 in guys. It is dark purple with teddy bears on it. ** edit ** sleeper taken

Small Tranquility ATN (1.5 package) Medium Abena x-plus claimed by singner Youth Attends (lots!) baby diapers (size 6 huggies & size 7 pampers) I've had all these a very long time, cuz I stopped wearing diapers altogether about 2 or more yrs ago and was only wearing huggies pullups, and sometimes goodnights after that. Some diapers are out of the package and some are still sealed up. I also have some little girl clothes and lots of toys ... you can get them at any regular store (clothes are girls 14's in American size) but they are up for grabs if anyone wants them. I thought I'd keep my stash in case I either fell into a rl mommy role or in case I reverted back to being an LG ... but neither is likely to happen. email me at peekiee1@gmail.com if you live in the U.S. and want any of these items