Little Baby Tony

I'm a big kid cuz I help mommy put her happy face on evewy day. She loves me even if I gots accidents lots.

I was in the living room when I was in high school and in a diaper and drinking from a bottle. My parents open the door and I had to scramble to go take off the diaper and put on my jeans. But, I left my bottle in the room for all to see. So, I was questioned, but lucky to have it dismissed (after Mom threw it out).

My understanding is that DLs make diapers more sexual and ABs make them more childish. I don't think me as an AB could go along with extreme BDSM very well because I'm not into someone taking over me. That's not to say my AB side could not handle particular elements of BDSM (i.e. spanking, corner time), but each relationship is unique and between or among conscious decision-making adults.

i've been a baby...i've considered being the opposite sex too...I would cross over to baby girl with the right motivation in play.

sowwy turtle, *hugs* most of my bad dweams are fallin out of bed...i have good dweams toos

Everything I tried screws my stomach up...haven't dealt wth Ensure or something like that though.

I hafta go back to when I was 5 years old. I woke up after falling asleep in my kindergarden class and had a sense that something wasn't right. This was after my parents divorced. I was moving after that, but I started noticing how babies were getting the attention that I wanted. I just watched. Somehow I did fine in school anyway even with these thoughts. In 2nd grade, I was at daycare during summertime and got in trouble during nap time (caught talking when I was supposed to be asleep). The caretaker in charge threatened and nearly did put me in the nursery. At the time, I yelled and woke up the entire center from their naps. I wonder what would have happened if I shut my mouth?? In 3rd grade, I started thinking about it more and it culminated in early 4th grade when I started taking my underwear and wearing 6 pairs at once to make a diaper. I wet them and then put them in the wash before mom got home. In bed, I sucked my thumb and made cooing noises. I made one stupid mistake though by pooping in my underwear one time and mom was furious. She said don't do it again and I got scared out of it for a while. I went to middle school while with my dad. He lived with my grandmother at the time and I had my own room. One of my cousins was two years old at the time and got to run around the backyard and in the house in nothing but a shirt and diaper. Grandma had me watch him on occasion. I left him for a moment for some reason and he fell on the concrete crying (not on his head). Next thing I know, grandma came out and yelled at me and I remember her saying "would you rather I put you in diapers and treated you like a baby?" Stupid me said no (at least now I think of it). Fast forward to high school...I stayed with my other grandmother on my own (she was hardly there). While my mom and stepdad stayed in the house, I got to sleep in the motorhome (it had a tv, running water, a space heater, and plenty of room). With the door closed, I looked into how to make a diaper (no stores where I was that I could get big diapers). I made them out of trash bags where I cut holes into and I put towels in them for bulk. No one found out about them, but I had to clean them up to make sure. In college, I found the internet's wealth of chat rooms, forums, etc on AB stuff and took to some friends including mommies, daddies, and other ABies. I knew a lot of people and I also purchased a box of Attends for my dorm closet, a onesie, shortalls, booties, and a bonnet. I was the absolute cutest thing. That stuff is too small for me now and the people I knew are no longer around. Or at least I could never find them anymore. I found my wife in an AB chat room. I did get to know her, but not much on the AB side. Eventually, we married and my AB stuff took a back seat. The present day is the beginning of coming back towards what I missed for so long. Here's to the next zillion years...

I get Gene Simmons' daughter Sophie when she is of age...Shannon Tweed until then. Stu Pickles is my daddy though

One of my wish list stuff...don't like walkin fars at all in da mall

Hiyas all...I forgots all about the account dat was here. An I left it here all alone before...gotta let big boy talk for a bit. This is the outside me. Glad to be here. I'm getting back into the scene after some soul searching and reassessing my life. It is harder than it was way back when. I am 31 years old in reality. I have a wife and two children, a 6-year-old girl and a 14-month-old boy. They are the main reason I couldn't be who I wanted to be as they take up a lot of my time. My wife does know that I am a little kid at heart, but I don't think she fully understands or takes any major initiative to positively influence my fetish. She tries things at times from rocking me to breastfeeding me, but they never last or are on a consistent basis. Therefore, I gave up on it totally when she was pregnant with our second child. I decided recently that I was going to just be who I wanted to be and decided that I felt most comfortable being at least 3 years old in persona. While I have toyed with the idea of being a little girl, I haven't felt comfortable pursuing it. It is on one of my list of things to do. Perhaps I will find someone that could befriend me and see what happens. It may just be online at this point due to my commitments on the outside, but it could turn into something more possibly. So, here I am, just going to put myself out there and see what it becomes. Not too fast, not too slow, but just right at a set pace. Big boy talks too much at times cuz he wambles bout stuff...gotta go now and see I make potty...wet one pullup alweadies...gotta get diapees on for nini, past bed time an big boy hates bein late for workies. Bye byes...toddlin off with big bird Little Baby Tony

I am trying to getback into this again. I was one nearly fulltime while in California. Need to be happy again including mommy and or daddy wuv baby Tony