July 30, 2009 - The Weekend

Today was....busy. My body hates me. I'm pretty sure it's trying to throw me out. I cleaned for 2 people today. One of them was new. It was well worth the money but a lot of work. I'm glad to finally be home. Daddy was a sweetheart and gave me a back rub after buying me ice cream. While eating the ice cream, I got some on the couch because I was swinging my spoon around a little too much. Daddy said he might have to start taking a bigger Daddy role by putting a bib on me and whatnot. I kinda hope he does. Looking forward to going to bed now.

I'm ALSO looking forward to this weekend. After I get out of work on Saturday, Daddy and I are going to go berry picking. I've been wanting to go berry picking for the last 2 years and we're FINALLY going. I can't wait! I'm going to have to find some recipes for jam and/or pies or something. I don't know what kind of berries to go for though. I love eating raspberries but I'm not a fan of the jam or baked goods. Strawberries are good....but only if the strawberries are good. Maybe we can get a little of both.

THEN, after berry picking, we're going to the Littles Invasion at The Society in Hartford, CT. I'm looking forward to dressing up and being little with friends again. I love being little and I love dressing up in my pretty clothes. I gotta say though, I sometimes feel awkward being little around those who are mostly into BDSM. I don't know why but I do. I'm a fan of both worlds but when people find out that I'm a little, they seem to....back away....sort of. Sometimes I feel that I'm pigeonholed when I say I'm into ageplay. Aw well. I manage.

July 28, 2009 - Daddy's Awsomeness Today

I love my Daddy. I love those times when he is especially Daddy-like. Tonight is a great example. I was getting ready to pour myself a drink in my bottle but Daddy took over for me because sometimes I spill it. Then he was flipping through the channels and saw that the Tinkerbell movie was on so we watched it!!! I talked to him about the movie the whole time. In the movie, Tinkerbell finds a music box and returns it. I told Daddy that I thought Tinkerbell found my sucie one day because I couldn't find it anywhere and then, all of a sudden, it turned up. He laughed. I love it when he interacts with me like I'm really little. Then I told Daddy that I wasn't going to get any more spankings ever ever again (after deciding that Tinkerbell needed a spanking for being naughty), but Daddy said he's not sure about that. He said maybe one day I might forget and be bad and I might need another spanking. I don't like spankings though (ok, I really do....but not when I'm little). I'm going to be a good girl forever and ever though. THEN Daddy fixed my Tinkerbell keychain that fell off AND my Tinkerbell backpack that lost one of the flower tabs on it. Daddies fix everything. Finally, when we were going to bed, Daddy told all the bed bugs to go away because I don't like bed bugs. He told me not to let the bed bugs bite one night and I got scared so now he scares them all away for me.

Anyway, I love being little and I love my daddy because he's such a great daddy.

Here's the ending of the Tinkerbell movie. I love this song.

July 27, 2009 - A Trip to VT

Daddy and I ended up taking a different route to Vermont this weekend. We basically just stayed off the highway. Instead of taking 3 hours, it took 6. What a long ride. It was a lot of fun though. We went through a bunch of little old towns. We saw all these giant old victorian/colonial type homes....very pretty. I got to control the music too! I tried to put on some Muppet music but Daddy didn't really like it so we listened to some oldies.

On the way, we stopped at a drive up A&W restaurant complete with car hops. The waitress came over on rollerblades and delived our food on a tray that attached to the window. It was awsome! I've never been to a place like that before. I got my first root beer float too which was delicious. Daddy tucked a napkin into my shirt to serve as a bib but it fell off and I goobered all over the place. Gotta love the Tide To Go. It saved the day.

I wore diapers the whole weekend....ok, pull ups....even though we stayed at my Daddy's parent's house. I was nervous that I would be found out. I'm getting more and more used to wearing around them though. It reminds me of when I first started wearing diapers. I was sure that everyone could see them and hear them but nobody knew. I'm just worrying about nothing.

When we got home, Daddy and I went to the movies to see Harry Potter. I bought a 1-2-3-Go box which is meant for kids. It has a small popcorn, some fruit snacks, and a small soda. Really, it's the perfect size for adults....still almost too big if you ask me. It makes me feel little though because it comes in this cute box that has handles. Anyway, the movie was awsome but Daddy felt like it could have been better. I guess it did seem to be missing something.

July 23, 2009 - Daddy's Birthday And Other Random Thoughts

Today is Daddy's Birthday. I think I'm more excited about it than he is. I bought him a few different gifts...a HUGE colorful balloon and cake and candles and ice cream and....I can't wait for him to get him. I even put on 2 diapers with 3 boosters because I know Daddy likes them thick. I caught myself singing in my little voice "Happy Birfday to my daddy! Happy birfday to my daddy" Is that normal?

Actually, I've been thinking about this quite a bit recently. I often find myself doing "little" things without thought and talking in my little voice even when I'm alone. Do other ABs talk "little" like me? Do other ABs think "little" like me? When I'm little, silly questions that I already know the answer to will come to mind. I'll ask Daddy and he'll answer them for me. Why can't I have ice cream for breakfast? Why can't I have one of those cows for a pet? Why shouldn't I spread the juice all over the table? I'm just trying to help clean it up, Daddy. Do other babygirls and boys experience this?

While looking around fetlife, I happened to see something about lolitas. Lolitas and ageplay seem to be linked. I didn't know anything about lolitas so I looked it up. Apparently there was a book with this title that was basically about pedophilia. That turned me off completely at first but then I thought, there's got to be more, so I kept looking. That's when I found some information on the lolita style of dress. It originated in Japan. I still don't know a lot about it but the outfits are absolutely adorable. I think I'd like to get one. It's also pretty neat to know that there are events for lolitas. Here's a picture:

My last thoughts for the day are about a nursery. I really want one. I dream about it ofen. I feel like my little self will be complete when I have a nursery. It would be pink. I would have a crib, an oversized rocking horse (even though they are a bit scary to ride on), and a dresser full of little girl clothes and diapers. I'd play with my blocks in there and color and have friends over. It would be....heavenly. Maybe one day. Daddy said I could have one when we build our house. I wonder if he'd let me have one if we end up buying a house before building one. We'll see what happens. Don't get me wrong though, I'm perfectly happy with my life right now. It's just a dream.

July 22, 2009 - A Dream...And Peanut Butter!

I've had a few dreams in the past that involved ageplay in one way or another. I always felt a deep sense of calm and happiness upon waking. Last night, I went to bed thinking that I wanted to have another one of these dreams. They say that if you want to dream about something specific (in most cases to prevent nightmares), you should visualize it before going to sleep. Well, I did that. I pictured myself being little, wearing a cute outfit, and playing with some blocks...and had a dream.

In the dream, I arrived at the Diaper-fest a little late and was greeted by all of the friends who I saw when I went to the AB bed and breakfast in January. I enjoyed lunch with them. We drank out of bottles and ate with our fingers. Then we played a little and each got a diaper change. All of a sudden a fertilizer train shows up. This part didn't make any sense at all because the train was designed like those salt spreaders and was meant to fertilize the crops. Anyway, it was carrying these million dollar newspapers. I managed to get my hands on one and tried to hide it in my shirt. It was easily seen though and everyone wanted to take it away from me. I decided that I would share the newspaper since each sheet was worth millions of dollars. I gave a few sheets away and still had half a newspaper for myself. That's when I woke up.

Strange dream. Not quite what I had in mind but I enjoyed it nonetheless.

Today is a good day. It is new peanut butter day. I love new peanut butter day. It's the day when you open a fresh new jar of peanut butter. The peanut butter is all smooth and creamy and perfect. Untouched and untainted. It always tastes better the first day, don't you think? Mmmm....I always try to enjoy the little things in life and this is one of those little things.

P.S. This is an awsome video!!!

July 19, 2009 - Mystic Marinelife Aquarium

Daddy and I were supposed to go to the beach today but things didn't go quite as planned. We packed everything up early in the morning...towels, food, drinks, bathing suits, buckets, kite, and all sorts of other things....and headed out. The beach was 1.5 hours away so we thought we'd make it there around 11am. Well, we drove for about an hour and then hit the beach traffic. It took us another 3.5 hours to get through that last 30 miles. It was ridiculous. Boy do I wish I had a diaper on then. Once we finally got to the beach, we discovered that there was no parking anywhere. I don't know where everyone else was parking. It was disappointing to say the least.

We sat in the car for a little while trying to figure out what to do. We had been in the car for 5 hours at this point so it would have sucked to just go home. Fortunately, we had passed an aquarium on the way so we decided to go there instead. On the way, Daddy and I munched on some of the snacks that we brought and looked at all the old houses. We discovered upon arriving that the aquarium just happened to be packed as well but we still had a good time.

Daddy let me feed the cow-nosed rays which was soooo cool. They have this weird mouth on their bellies that sucks the little fish in. It felt awesome! Then came the giant white belugas who have a permanent smile on their face. I also got to see some sea lions. I've seen TV shows about them. Their definitely not an animal you want to mess with because they're basically one giant muscle. They could probably kill you with one hit of the head. One of my favorite parts of the trip was feeding the birds. I love it when we get to be that close to an animal. Very fun!

Finally it was time to go home. Daddy and I, as always, took the scenic route instead of the highway. You get to see so much more by doing that. We passed through some pretty neat little towns. The houses along the way were gorgeous. I can't wait for our next trip to....wherever. I think we're taking a different route to Vermont next weekend.

July 18, 2009 - Makes Me Sad

I work at a nursing home and I've gotten to know quite a few of the residents here. Today, I found one of the women crying in the hall. I asked her what was the matter and she explained. She used the restroom one day, fell, and hurt her arm so now she wasn't allowed to use the restroom without assistance. What was bothering her was the fact that everytime she asked for help, the nurses would act annoyed, make faces, and talk badly about her. The poor woman said that she was holding it in all day because she didn't like how the nurses treated her. She said it hurt. So I called the supervisor and got her some help. The thing is, I want to tell someone else as well so she's sure to always be treated properly but I've asked a couple of people what they think and they just shrug it off. Her daughter said that she has a UTI so if she can't get to the restroom immediatly, she gets upset. A nurse told me that she can't hear so she's lying about the fact that the nurses are talking badly about her. I ache for this poor woman. What is she supposed to do? I want to help her sooooo badly. :-(

July 16, 2009 - The Flea

Daddy and I went to the summer fetish flea in Boston this past weekend. I bought a few buttons to put on my Tinkerbell backpack. It feels much more me now. I wore it around Boston for the rest of the day which was sort of a thrill for me. That sounds so silly. 

Next weekend Daddy and I will be going to the beach. I can't wait! I haven't been to a beach in forever! I got a pink bucket and pale to build sand castles with. I also got a cool hat....ok, it's actually pretty dorky looking but I like it....AND a kite! I'm really looking forward to this.

When Daddy got home today, I tried to jump into his arms but he moved away so we set it up again and tried a second time. Daddy moved again! Soooo...we tried again and he finally got it right. Then he started tickling me. He got me so good that I started that crazy silent laugh and fell to the ground. I love my Daddy.

Dinner was fun too. I ate Spaghetti O's...with the opposite hand. I thought it would be fun to put some of them on Daddy's foot but he said no so I didn't. I still got a little drop on him though. Like any other babygirl would do, I cleaned it off to be nice.....by rubbing it all over his foot. Well, I didn't have a napkin! Daddy didn't really want me to do it that way though so I tried to use my drink instead. Lucky for Daddy, it was in a bottle so I didn't get any on him. Oopsie!

I found this cool site today where you can turn yourself into a baby! This is what I thought I would look like. You try it? http://www.luvsdiapers.com/baby-builder-gender.do

July 5, 2009 - S'mores

This is a really horrible picture of me but....there it is.

Daddy and I decided to have S'mores yesterday in honor of July 4. Since we didn't have a fire to roast the marshmallows over, we used the microwave. If you've ever used the microwave to cook marshmallows before, you'll know how much fun I had. You can't really get any better than this for a littles treat. I was giggling up a storm while watching the marshmallows get bigger and bigger. When they were done, I sat down to eat my ooey gooey mess of yumminess. Boy what a mess. Daddy didn't let me get up after that first one. It tasted soooooo good. When we were done, Daddy got some baby wipes and cleaned me up. Mmmm....

June 25, 2009 - Park Pictures

I sorta like to live on the edge a bit. Makes life more interesting. Anyway, I kept seeing all these pictures of other little girls outside in their diapers and/or baby outfits. Well, I wanted some pictures like that too! So Daddy and I headed out to the local park and tried to take some. Turns out I'm a chicken. These are the pictures that we got. Nothing too special. Nobody saw us. I think my awkward actions of trying to do stuff without being seen is what got people looking more than anything. Still, it was fun.

June 23, 2009 - January AB B&B Visit

Saturday morning finally arrived. I was on my way to see my friends at their AB bed and breakfast. As I waited for my baggage in Baltimore, butterflies turned in my stomach. A million questions ran through my head. What am I getting into? How old is everyone? What is everyone like when they are little? Will I be judged for being myself? Are they going to want me to play with them in a sexual way? What will it be like sleeping in a crib? Will any of the dresses that they have fit me? What will we be doing exactly? ....and on and on and on. Finally my friend arrived and so did my bag. The questions running through my head stopped but the butterflies doubled.

When we got to the car, Chrissy asked me if I wanted to sit in the car seat. I thought it was really sweet of her to think about bringing it for me. I said yes and she set it up in the backseat. I was very nervous at first about being seen in it. I find that when I get nervous like that, I get tunnel vision. All I see is the person I'm talking to. Everything else goes away. It helps me stay calm and just enjoy the moment...and I did enjoy the moment. I really enjoyed being able to swing my legs back and forth. I felt very little. I wish it weren't so high though. I couldn't see outside. Maybe I should have brought my 5-point harness, I thought. I wouldn't have had room for it though.

Little time started as soon as I entered the house. After giving Bethie and Denny a quick hug and hello and getting a small tour of the house, I was whisked away to be put in a diaper and dress. Awkward would be the word to describe how that went...at first. I was bound onto the gyno table, had a pacifier shoved in my mouth, and a bib tied around my neck before smiling for pictures. After pictures came the diapers. Chrissy thought that her and I were the same size. It was flattering at first but when she tried to put her cloth diapers on me and they didn't fit, I started feeling embarrassed and ashamed. It didn't help that the legs on the table put me in a difficult position to be diapered. It was an overwhelming first experience.

That feeling dissipated quickly after I climbed into the playpen downstairs. There's just something about playpens that make me feel so little. It was fun to play with the dance mat that had been placed in the crib. Then I was askedif I wanted some chair time. I said sure, not certain of what I was agreeing to. Chair time involved sitting on Nanny P's lap in the big leather chair for story time. It wasn't long before I felt myself slip away into little headspace. Unfortunately, I spoke in my little voice and told her that the Zultan figure that I was staring at was scary. She didn't understand what I was saying. Her reaction set me up to stay out of a deep headspace for the rest of the weekend. It wasn't her fault, I was just...shy.

Then it was lunch time. I was helped into the big blue highchair, had a bib tied around my neck, and my lunch placed before me. Being able to drink out of a bottle, eat with my fingers, and be served my lunch in those cute little baby bowls was so exciting for me. Bottles are another thing that make me feel so little. I really enjoyed it. Throughout lunch I drifted in and out of little space as the topic of conversation changed.

Sometime after lunch, everyone headed upstairs for some BDSM playtime. After coming down from subspace and cleaning up a bit, my Uncle Denny changed my diaper. What a calming experience. I felt so little. I was then taken by the hand and brought downstairs to watch the remainder of The Goonies with the rest of the gang. After that, we had dinner. This time I sat in the brown highchair, which quickly became my favorite. It made me feel like a real little girl. I liked how similar it was to the chairs I sat in when I was a baby. It didn't hurt that it was more stable and closer to the ground than the other ones.

After dinner we headed for the hot tub. There was some entertaining conversation about past years at Camp Crucible and memories from days gone by. Soon it was time to dry off and settle down for a movie. We all cuddled up on the floor for the Tinkerbell movie and some popcorn. Again I got to drink from my beautiful bottle. I can't get enough of the bottle. When the movie was over, I was taken by the hand for a diaper change and bedtime. Once I was tucked in, my Uncle Denny brought in the baby monitor and said goodnight. It wasn't long before I was sleeping soundly.

The next morning I woke up early, as I always do. I sat up in my crib listening hard to see if anyone was awake. No sound was heard. I sat there for a long time watching the room light up as the sun rose outside. Again, I drifted in and out of little space. Part of me wanted to call for someone and throw my teddy bear out of frustration that I was stuck until someone helped me. Part of me respected the fact that everyone was tired from the night before and might not want to get up at the same time I do. I considered the fact that I could get out myself if I really wanted to. That wouldn't have been any fun though. Finally I heard people talking downstairs. Luckily, I felt the need to sneeze at around that time which caught Nanny P's attention over the baby monitor. She came in and let me out of the crib. I rushed downstairs to see everyone sitting on the couch. I was excited that the day had finally started. As excited as I was, looking back now, it's hard to remember the exact order of events.

Once everyone was downstairs, we all sat down for breakfast. More high chairs, bibs, bottles, finger food, baby bowls, and little headspace. I can't get enough of that. Then I got to change into the pretty pink dress that bethie and Denny let me have. I felt so girly in it. I loved it! It would be my first real baby dress. After getting changed, I headed into the bedroom to help Chrissy out with a fantasy of hers. I won't go into much detail here since it was mostly about her. I'll simply state that I was uncomfortable at first but it wasn't long before I got into the picture taking aspect of it. I'm very imaginative so I enjoyed being able to get creative with angles and lighting. When that scene was through, we all headed back downstairs for lunch. After lunch, we all got cleaned up for a photo shoot in the crib, which was lots of fun. Then we had some more BDSM playtime.

After coming back to reality and getting a diaper change, I headed downstairs for some dinner. Yummy! Then it was time for some hilarious Jeff Dunham. He's gotta be one of my favorite comedians now. I like that it's clean (for the most part) and politically incorrect. I'm not sure what happened after that because I was starting to get sleepy. I think a movie was put in or maybe everyone started talking. It wasn't long before I fell asleep on the floor though. Before I knew it, I was being taken by the hand and led upstairs. Once in bed, I fell right back to sleep.

The next morning I was let out of the crib early. It was a sad day and you could feel it in the house. It was departure day. I took a shower and got dressed in my big girl clothes. *pout* I packed some things up and then headed downstairs for breakfast. Breakfast was delicious. Even though I couldn't sit in the highchair, I still got to use the bottle and a bib. I didn't want to let go of little time. I had as many bottles as I could fit into breakfast. I couldn't hold on forever though. I helped pack everything into my friend's van and then got led into the barn by Uncle Denny. He showed me the wonderful space he had there that he was going to turn into a BDSM wonderland. Unfortunately, all of this couldn't last forever. It was time to go. I put on my coat and said some sad goodbyes.

I won't ever forget this wonderful weekend. I'll come back to visit as often as possible. I can't wait to see everyone again. It's really hard to truly explain how I feel about the weekend. It was special in so many ways.

I forgot about the magic show!!! How could I forget to add that in? The show was terrific. I'm still trying to figure out how some of those tricks worked. It was another one of those times when I felt really little. I know that you're supposed to just accept it all as magic but I had a fun time trying to figure out how the tricks were done. I figured some of them out but then there were others that I'm still mystified about.

June 17, 2007 - Diaper Party

I just realized that I never wrote about THIS years Diaper-fest. It was actually called the Diaper Party this year because it was organized by different people. Same place and same events though. Daddy and I couldn't stay the whole weekend so we only went Saturday. We stopped in at Daddy's parent's house on the way to drop off our things since we'd be staying there that night. They don't know about any of this so we just told them that we were going to visit my family. I was wearing pigtails and a VERY thick diaper at the time though so I was a bit nervous. Of course my Daddy's mom kept commenting on the pigtails...nonstop...constantly. I wanted to get out of there so badly.

Once we finally did get out of there, Daddy and I had some yummy lunch at a local restaurant with a couple of our AB friends. I wanted my sippy cup sooooo badly. I also wished I had a bib at the time. I just can't seem to eat anything without getting it on me. After lunch, the couple went off to do some sightseeing while Daddy and I visited the Vann Trapp Family Lodge. The view is just gorgeous from up there....and I got to pet a BIG horse which made my day. There are also some beautiful places for a wedding. :)

After our visit to the lodge, we headed out to the party. When we got there, I got changed into my red outfit and met up with the couple that we had lunch with earlier. They showed us the large baby furniture that was set up in the game room. That's when the photo shoot started. I loved being in the high chair. I felt so little in it. One of my friends was really enjoying the rocking horse next to me. It looked like so much fun that I needed to try so I hopped on. It was terrifying!!! I was sure I was going to tip right over and fall off. Daddy had to hold me. You can actually see his hand holding the horse for me in the picture. I still want one though. I'm sure I'd get used to it in time.

The photo shoot was paused briefly while I said hello to another AB couple who arrived. I had visited them at their AB bed and breakfast back in January. I just realized I didn't write about that either. That will be next. Anyway, we took a few more photos and then headed down to dinner. Dinner was, as usual, fabulous. All the little ones had their bibs and bottles ready to go. I wanted to eat with my hands but nobody else was so Daddy told me I wasn't allowed to use my utensils. I appreciate it when he does this. It takes the embarrassment off of me since I have to do what he says and he knows I really want to anyway. It's a big help.

After dinner it was time for the drag show. What a great show. There were a few new people who were in the show this time. They were having some technical difficulties though so it lasted A LOT longer than it was supposed to. I think that Miss Conception and her crew were getting a little tired at the end. It was really hot in the room and they were starting to fall apart. I felt bad for them. Still, a great performance.

Then came the sad goodbye. Thankfully we made plans with the bed and breakfast couple to meet again in September and I'll be going to an antique show with the other couple sometime in the fall as well.

June 10, 2009 - The Kelly Miller Circus

Daddy took me to the circus last night! I've never been to the circus before. It was so awsome!!! I LOVED the elephants...and the tigers...but mostly the elephants. I don't think I've ever been that close to one before. We were right in the front row so I was basically staring them right in the eye. They're HUGE!!! At one point they asked if anyone wanted to ride the elephants. I wanted to SOOOO badly but I didn't because there were a bunch of kids up there, no adults. I'm a kid though and I really wanted to. I regret it now. I should have gone up. Aw well. I wonder how many other adults wanted to ride them too. Maybe I'm not the only one. Maybe everyone else was thinking the same thing as me. I wonder if other adults would have gone up to ride them if I went up. Then again, maybe I only wanted to ride them because I'm a big kid. Maybe most adults really don't want anything to do with elephants. *shrugs* I wonder.....

April 2, 2009 - Disney On Ice

Daddy took me to see Disney on Ice last night. I love Disney. They never skimp on things. They always go all the way. Whenever I do anything involving Disney, I feel like I'm in another world in a way. They do such a great job of putting you there with smell, sights, sounds, and everything. It was sooo much fun. They included a lot of great characters.

It makes me really miss the Disney parks. I worked there for a while you know. Talk about a "little's" dream come true. I got to play everyday after work at the parks for free. It was great to feel small and do little things without feeling out of place. EVERYONE is a little when you go to Disney. That was Walt's whole idea. Do you know how many times I saw the It's A Bug Life interactive movie or how many times I went through It's A Small World. Wow! What an amazing experience. Anyway, the show was fabulous.

March 28, 2009 - The Article

I didn't think about it until now. Here is the article from Pick Me Up. I suck at the whole quotes thing so bear with me.

If your boyfriend wanted you to wear a nappy and let him change it, you'd run a mile, right? But K S, 21, was more than happy to oblige...

As the swing swooped higher, I held on so tight my knuckles turned white. "Faster, Daddy!" I giggled. "All right," he laughed. "And as you've been a good girl, I'll buy you an ice cream."

Ice crea, swings, and my teddy, Maggie, were just a few of my favourite things. Normal for a toddler, you might say. But I wasn't a child. I was 20, and a children's daycare worker. "Daddy" was my boyfriend, John, 29. Confused? A lot of people are.

For the past 18 months, I've led a double life. Most of the time, I'm K S, a young woman who enjoyes socialising with her mates and going to the theatre. But I'm also 2-year-old Ella. She wears a nappy, sucks a dummy, and loves a bottle before snuggling up in her cot.

I know you're cringing, thinking: What on earth? My family reacted the same way when I first confessed my secret. But there's nothing sexual in it. It's a comfort thing.

I was 6 when I first tried on my sister's nappy. I don't remember much about it. Only that it was a one-off. My parents, D, 31, and D, 30, had just divorced, so maybe I was deeling insecure. When I was 8, I started stealing nappies on a regular basis. My 6-year-old sister, A, wet the bed and i could just about squeeze into her oversized nappies.

Why had it resurfaced? Well, Mum had remarried and my stepdad was a force to be reckoned with. We couldn't play freely. Noise was banned, toys were frowned upon... As we moved from the US to France, then back again, with my stepdad's job, I felt like I was forced to grow up too quickly. I was so miserable. But pretending to be a baby, secretly wearing A's nappy at night, made me happy.

As the years passed, my nappy-wearing remained a secret. Until... "What are you doing?" A snapped at me one evening. I was 13, A still wet the bed and she caught me nicking a nappy.

"I-I like to wear them," I stuttered.

"Why?" she asked, baffled.

"I don't know," I shrugged. "Please don't tell anyone."

"OK," she promised.

A kept my secret, and at 15, knowing it was weird, I stopped. Over the following years, I had several boyfriends, but I never confessed my secret. Then I met John.

We'd got talking in a chatroom and, within three months of our first date, I'd moved into his house in Vermont. A few weeks later, John confessed someting odd. "I'm a DL," he said.

"What's that?" I asked, confused. He explained it stood for Diaper Lover. He found women in nappies a turn-on. "No!" I gasped.

Any other woman would have run a mile. But here I was, a former nappy wearer, and I'd stumbled across a man who loved nappies. You couldn't have made it up. Even then, I still didn't have the guts to confess my past. But two weeks on, when I stepped out of the shower to find an incontinence nappy lying on the bed, I knew what John wanted me to do.

Nervously, I slippied it on. "You look lovely," John sighed. So much for sexy lingerie, eh? Over those following weeks, I finally opened up to John.

"I find pretending to be a baby comforting," I told him.

"That's brilliant," he smiled.

We suddenly realised we could make each other happy. So I started wearing nappies under my clothes to please John. In return, he started treating me like a baby. First, he bought me a dummy. Then a baby's bottle...

It was John who urged me to wet myself once, when we were out shopping. I did, on the condition he changed my nappy when we got home. John named me Ella, short for Puella, which means girl in latin, while John became "Daddy." I even spoke in a babyish voice.

During the week, when John worked away, I was K. But at weekends, when he returned, so did Baby Ella. "Daddy, can you read me a story tonight?" I'd ask in my squeaky voice.

"If you're a good girl," he'd reply.

John bought me a white "onesie," a vest that poppered underneath, from an incontinence website. Then I bought an all-in-one sleep suit that looked like a Babygro. At night, I'd curl up on the settee with John and he'd feed me my bottle before reading me a bedtime story. I eben made myself a huge, collapsable cot with a futon. I rarely slept in it, but it was fun for role-play.

I'd been dressing as Baby Ella for several months, when I decided to tell my family. Mum and my youngest sister, S, now 17, were stunned. "Why do you do that?" they gasped.

"I know it sounds weird," I replied, "but here me out."

I explained how it made me feel safe and loved, and how I thought it was because I'd been forced to grow up too fast. Mum felt awful. "It's not your fault," I assured her. "I like my lifestyle. It's nothing to be ashamed of." Mum nodded, but I'm not sure she totally agreed. The only one who wasn't shocked was Amber. "Whatever makes you happy," she smiled, giving me a hug.

They only lived a 10-minute drive from me, so I often popped in during the week, and they'd show their support in small ways. One day, I arrived to find a large lollipop on the kitchen counter. "I thought you might like it," Mum smiled.

"Thank you," I replied, touched.

Other times, my sisters would teasingly role-play with me. "Has Baby Ella had her nap today?" Sarah would ask me.

"No," I'd pout. "Me tired."

One day, while out shopping with Mum, she even helped me buy jeans that wouldn't show my nappy. "Can you see it?" I asked, nipping out of the changing rooms.

"Yes," she nodded. "Try these. They're a little baggier." After a quick change, I strolled back out. "Much better," Mum said.

It sounds odd, even to me. But my family knew I wasn't hurting anyone, so they supported me. When I told my friends, they were shocked, but I have their support too.

Unfortunately, not everyone backed me. After I did a telly programme about "adult babies," my boss at the daycare centre fired me.It broke my heard. Being "Baby Ella" isn't a sexual thing. I can't stress that enough. But they said they couldn't risk having me around the children. But I have no regrets.

This April, I heard about Diaperfest from an adult baby friend. A hotel in Stowe, Vermont was holding a week-long festival especially for adult babies. "We have to go," I told John. So we booked into the hotel, and I ordered an adult baby outfit off the internet. When it arrived, I was so excited. "It's so cute!" I squealed to John. It was a gingham dress, with puffy sleeves and a frilly nappy cover.

"You look very pretty," John said.

"Thank you, Daddy," I smiled.

The festival was amazing. The hotel owner, an adult baby himself, had organized a packed week of activites for over 100 guests. There was a studio where you could have a baby portrait done, and drag nights where entertainers performed as Annie and Mary Poppins. We signed up for several day trips, too. Visiting the teddy bear factory was exciting, but nothing could beat the Ben and Jerry's factory. "I love ice cream!" I giggled. I was in my element, and it was so sad to leave at the end of the week.

Over the next few months, John and I talked a lot about our future. We'd been together for 16 months, but it was becoming obvious we wanted different things in life. "I want kids at some point," I said.

"I don't," he shrugged.

So, in July this year, we split up and I moved back in with my mum and sisters. It means Baby Ella has to go away for a while. But I'm getting a lot of attention form men on the adult baby forums, all competing to be my new Daddy. We;ll have to see what happens. All I know for sure is, Baby Ella will be back, I'll be wearing nappies until I'm old and wrinkly. Who knows, by then, I'll probably need them for real!

March 27, 2009 - A Car Accident And A Fresh Start

Well, Daddy and I have been seeing each other every possible weekend for quite a while now. I've been driving down to see him in Springfield every Friday night and returning every Sunday night in time for work the next day. I ended up moving in with him again at the end of March and things couldn't be better.

I actually got into a car accident during the move. It was so scary. It all happened so fast. Luckily I was ok and so was Socks but the car didn't survive and neither did some of my belongings. I thought it was the end. I thought it was a sign of some sort that this shouldn't be happening. The thing that allowed me to move back in with Daddy was a cleaning business that I started and then the car that I was going to use and all of my cleaning supplies were destroyed. Luckily, Daddy helped me work it all out.

Despite all of that, things are great now. Daddy and I are more in love than we ever were before. While I was gone, Daddy was given a new position at work so now he isn't gone for so long. We have talked through everything that was bothering the both of us. Things are perfect. Communication really is the key to any good relationship.

November 28, 2009 - Daddy Is Back

Daddy and I have been talking a lot lately. He came down and we took a long walk by the water. It was strange. I felt like we had never been apart. He seemed a little more held back though. I miss him a lot and can't stop thinking about him. It's so weird because, despite the fact that I'm the one who broke up with him, I still see him in my life. Daddy and I talked about all of the REAL reasons why I left and how we could fix them. We decided that we're going to start seeing each other again but we're going to take it slow.

September 14, 2008 - Another Offer

So I was asked to be in an article for a UK magazine called Pick Me Up. I was completely surprised by this. I guess they liked the TV show. That magazine looks sort of like a tabloid but I know that ageplay is much more popular in the UK than it is here. The story is pretty good too so I'm not too worried. Nobody over here in the States is going to see it.

The reason why I'm so nervous about it is because after the show aired, I lost my job at the daycare. I guess my boss understood that I wasn't going to hurt the kids but some of the parents were threatening to take a bunch of the kids out of the daycare if I wasn't told to leave. This would have been very bad for my boss so she let me go. I was heartbroken. I love the kids. Many of the parents said their kids loved me. People are telling me to sue but I know I wouldn't win. I don't want to do that to my boss anyway. She didn't do anything wrong. Why ruin her life? I knew this was something that could happen. I just REALLY wished that it wouldn't.

So anyway, the article...a photographer came and took TONS of pictures of me and my sister. We went everywhere...to the park, in the hotel room, by the rocks at the lake, by the beach. It was crazy. He said he was going to send me some pictures but he never did. Aw well. They didn't even end up using any of the interesting ones. Someone also called for a phone interview and later read back the story to me. Overall, it was good. I'm just afraid that there is too much info about some of my family in there. Again though, it's in the UK so nobody here will read it....hopefully.

July 24, 2008 - Sad News

Well, a lot has happened in the last few months. Daddy was transferred to the Springfield, MA branch so we moved out there...err, here. Our apartment is really nice but kind of dark. I like being able to be myself without worrying about Daddy's brother (who moved in with us back in VT) or my best friend seeing my baby stuff. The thing is, Daddy is gone ALL the time now. I mean, he leaves at 5am and doesn't come home until midnight. When we do spend time together, he's unhappy and tired. I have no friends and my job sucks. I'm miserable and I want to go home. I don't want to live my life alone and that's what will happen if my Daddy keeps working like this. It feels like that's all that's important to him. I ended up breaking up with him and I'm living at my mom's again. I guess "Ella" isn't going to be around much anymore. This is devastating. I still love him so much but...I don't know. The other reason why I broke up with him is that I want kids and he doesn't. I've been watching this show called Jon and Kate Plus 8 a lot. It's about a family who has 8 children, a set of twins and a set of sextuplets. Watching the kids makes me sad to think that I won't ever have that. *sigh* I hope I made the right move though.

April 28, 2008 - Diaperfest

Earlier this month Daddy and I went to the Diaperfest in Stowe. I had so much fun. Daddy seemed a little uncomfortable but I think he had fun too. It was a little awkward for him because 95% of the people there were men and most of them were gay. They were all very nice though.

The first day we brought everything into the hotel, I got changed, and then we headed down to say hello to everyone. That's when we met a very nice couple who we spent most of the weekend with and 3 other girls who we really seemed to connect with. I won't name names for privacy reasons but they were all very nice. Anyway, we spent some time together looking around and eventually headed to bed.

Friday, we woke up and stumbled downstairs for some breakfast. It was so nice being able to wear my diapers and footy pajamas around others without worry. I even brought my sucie, Maggie, and my sippy cup to the table. Daddy let me use my fingers to eat too which I don't get to do too often. After breakfast we all went back to our rooms to get ready for the day. Sadly I had to dress in my vanilla clothes because we were going out. It's alright though because we ended up having a blast. Daddy, me, and the couple who we met the night before all headed out to the Teddy Bear Factory and to the Ben and Jerry's Ice Cream factory. Daddy bought me a new teddy bear who I named Samantha. I got her a dress that looks just like mine. She's the one you see in these pictures.

Later that night we ate a wonderful dinner in the dining hall where I got to drink out of my sippy cup again. I think that it was awesome that they served an adult meal and a kiddie meal. I had a bit of both. Most people ate the adult meal though. The cook did such a good job on it. After dinner we had a karaoke contest. I actually went up and sang. I was HORRIBLE!!! I NEVER would have done that in the past but everyone wanted me to so it was hard to say no. It was fun though. The girl from the couple who we were hanging out with ended up winning. Once the karaoke show was done, we all took a dip in the pool. Someone had brought a bunch of toys to play with which was awesome! Before drying off, we went into the hot tub for a bit. By the time we got out, I was exhausted. Daddy and I decided that we were a bit hungry though so we ran out to the nearest gas station for some snacks.

The next day, Saturday, we had another wonderful breakfast. Then Daddy and I decided to take a walk by the river. It was still a bit cold but the water was pretty. Then we took a drive up to the Stowe Mountain Resort. This was the same place where I first met for VYCC. Anyway, a few of the other ABs from the party took the gondola ride to the top. Daddy and I thought that we'd save that rather expensive trip for a time when the leaves were changing. From there we went to The Ice House which was a pretty neat restaurant in downtown Stowe. Daddy ordered a beer sampler. (Ewww, beers.) It was neat being able to taste them all. I could swallow one of them, a darker beer. I'm not a big fan.

At night they had the chicken feed which was crazy! Basically, everyone circles around a pile of baby stuff that people don't want anymore. When someone yells go, you dive in and grab whatever you can. I got a nice pair of dock martins and some other neat little things. Then we had the photo shoot where we had baby portraits made. That's where the pictures above came from. Then there was the drag show. There really aren't words to explain how cool that was. Miss Conception's facial expressions are priceless. Here is a video of her that I found on Youtube. It's so much better in person though.



Sunday was a sad day. It was time to pack up and get out. One of the girls who I spent a lot of time with gave me a cool little harness thing that basically turns a car seat into a baby seat. She started crying when it was time to leave. She was so sweet. I wish she didn't live so far away. It was weird returning to real life after being little for so long. I'm going again next year. If you get the chance, I'd really suggest going to the Diaperfest yourself. It's a wonderful experience.

April 20, 2008 - Secret Lives Of Women

The show!!!

Well, the show aired earlier this month. It ended up being called The Secret Lives of Women: Fetishes and Fantasies. I was embarrassed when I saw it at first because it's a big secret that I'm telling the entire nation (and with Youtube, possibly the world). I'm glad I did it though. It's strange seeing myself on TV. I'm glad they didn't change much of what I said. I definitely look nervous in the interview. Overall, I'm happy with it.

I was looking at some of the comments that people made on Youtube and whatnot. They aren't very good. I guess I was sort of expecting that. I was called fat quite a few times by different people. I know I shouldn't care about that but these are honest opinions by people who aren't worried about hurting my feelings. Whatever. They're probably young kids who have nothing better to do. Half of them can't even spell correctly.

I hope Daddy doesn't get into any trouble at work. People seem to be more creeped out by him than by me. They keep calling him a pedophile because he likes diapers and because they blacked out his face. He only likes ADULTS in diapers, not children. Yes, I act like a child but Daddy was never looking for this. He likes being my Daddy for the caring and nurturing aspect of it...not having sex with me as a child. Sex and ageplay don't mix with us. The reason why he blacked out his face is because he holds a high position in his company and doesn't want anyone to recognize him and fire him for this. Yes, people who know that him and I are dating will know who he is but his coworkers don't know who I am so he should be safe.

Anyway, positive things. I'm getting a lot of messages from people who have seen the show. It seems like everyone in the community is happy with it. That was my biggest concern. It sounds like I even helped a few people out a bit. Yay! I'm so glad that I was able to do something good. Thank you all for your wonderful compliments. **HUGS to everyone**

Oh yeah, one last thing. After the show aired, I was asked to do an episode for Inside Edition. I said yes at first and but then said no at the last minute. I really couldn't go through with it. If I decided I didn't want it to air after I did the filming for it, I wouldn't be able to take it back. Inside Edition is definitly a tabloid show and it airs at a time of day when most people are watching TV and on a channel where A LOT of people would see it. I would certainly have problems with jobs after having that show air. I want to educate people but not at the expense of all future jobs.

February 14, 2008 - Valentine's Day

Today is Valentine's Day. We didn't really do anything special besides exchanging gifts and lots of gushy love. I got Daddy some classical music and wrapped it in a diaper. I also colored a picture for him. He got me this AWSOME gift that I never would have even thought of. Somehow he found a GIANT gummi bear and another smaller chocolate covered gummi bear. Sweet!!! Literally. Hehe. It's going to take me forever to eat this thing. It tastes soooo good though.

December 22, 2007 - My 21st Birthday

Yay!!! It's my birthday today!!! I'm turning 2...ok, I'm turning 21. This morning when I walked into the dining room, I found that it was all decorated with princess stuff. Daddy, my best friend, and my sisters decided to throw me a little princess party at the house. There were balloons and streamers, napkins and plates, a tablecloth, and even party favors with little tiaras. My best friend was so awsome and made me a Tinkerbell cake since Tinkerbell is my favorite. I loved it!!! I even got some gifts from a couple of AB friends of mine, Crystal and Daddy Tallica. They sent me a sucie clip with my name on it, a coloring book, and some cartoons burned onto DVDs. Yay!!!

December 21, 2007 - The Filming Of Secret Lives

Well, it's done. They finished filming for the show over the weekend. It was fun but a little crazy at the same time. I had cleaned the house before they came but I shouldn't have bothered because now it looks like a bomb exploded. My house was competely torn apart. Eeek! Hopefully I can return it to normal soon.

The whole weekend started out in a stressful way. The producer wanted me to get a Christmas tree to use in some of the shots so Daddy and I ran out to get one early the morning that they were coming. When we got there, we realized that it wasn't going to be open until an hour later so Daddy drove me back home to shower and get ready then drove back to get the tree. Once the tree was at the house, we had to put it up but we found out that it was too tall so Daddy had to cut it down a little. Meanwhile, time was ticking away. FINALLY we got the tree cut and put up in the house. There were pine needles and water from the melting snow all over the floor.

I had just finished cleaning up the floor when the crew knocked on the door. In came the cameras, the lights, the sound equipment, and a whole track that allowed the camera to roll across the floor...oh yeah, and the crew (with wet boots on and all).

Things started up quickly. First came the interviews. I was SOOOO nervous. Then they did some filming with my sisters and I outside and at the house. Then John and I went to the park and played around a little bit over there. That's when my little started to really come out because it was easier to ignore the producer. I didn't want to leave. Going down the slides was so much fun. Finally the day was done. I was exhausted. All I wanted to do was crawl into bed.

The next morning started with some more filming at home. This is where things got a little...frustrating. The producer wanted to do several shots that I just wasn't comfortable with. First, she wanted me to go out in the snow with a diaper OVER my pants and do a snow angel. Does that make sense? No. If people didn't already think I was crazy because of this interest of mine, they would after seeing me in a diaper and jeans in the snow. I told her, we don't do that. She kept bringing it up but I refused to do it. Then she wanted a shot of me folding my disposables. I ended up doing it for her but I thought this was stupid too. Disposables are already folded when you get them. Why would I unfold them and then fold them up again? *shakes head in crazy disbelief* Finally, they did a spanking shot on the bed. They wanted me to say "I'm sorry, Daddy" but I couldn't. They kept doing the shot over and over again. I was so uncomfortable and embarassed. I honestly felt like crying. I could feel myself curling up and trying to run away. Finally they said we were done.

I hope they do a good job with this show. I really want to represent the ageplay community well. I want this to be more educational than anything. Really, they could edit it so that it sounds like I'm saying something completely different. I guess we'll see what happens.

November 22, 2007 - An Interesting Offer

Last week I was contacted by a TV producer here Myspace. She was looking for a real babygirl to interview for her show. At first I was a little skeptical because I had heard rumors that this was just a scam to get footage of girls in diapers. I was told that it had been going around for a year now. I ended up talking to one of my good friends, Kimmi, and she did some research for me. In the end, she found out that the whole thing was legitimate. The show is called "The Secret Lives of Women" and it airs on the WE network. The show that I will be participating in will be in aired in April. I'll post the exact date and time when I find out. It's a fetish episode that will show the lives of 4 women, myself included. I am the adult baby on the show. Another women enjoys burning her skin. Another woman is a body builder and is paid to have men with muscle fetishes wrestle with her. The last woman enjoys having food rubbed on her body. I think it's called sploshing. They are going to let me talk about my lifestyle, how I got into it, and why I do it. I'm also going to talk about the rest of the "normal" things that I do in my life. Then they are going to get some footage of me doing my baby things. Things like playing in the snow and crossing the street while Daddy holds my hand. They also want to interview Daddy and my mom. I'm very excited but also a little nervous. I just accepted a job at a daycare and now I'm worried that if any of the parents or workers there see the show, they'll fear for the kids' safety. Also, Daddy isn't sure about how much involvement he wants to have in the show. Same goes for my mom. I have told them both that the producer can blur out their faces and change their voices to disguise them. Now I'm just waiting on an answer. We'll see what happens. They are filming me on the 8th and 9th of December here in my home so they don't have much time to decide. Wish me luck!

November 20, 2007 - A Trip To The Park

Daddy and I had to wait a very long time to get the car's oil changed on Saturday. There were some kids in the lobby who were coloring but Daddy told me I couldn't go play with them. I had to stay with him. I was a really good girl though. He kept saying that to me while we were there. After that, Daddy took me to a store where they sold used kids clothes. He bought me a pretty red and white dress. He also bought me another sippy cup, because mine was too small, and some books so that he could read them to me at night. I was soooooo happy.

The next day, Daddy and I went to the park and I got to play. We had the whole park to ourselves. It was snowy so I wore my snowsuit. Daddy had to help me put on my mittens though because I couldn't do it. He took pictures of me while I ran around and played. I went down the slides and I went on the swings and I slid down the poll. Then I made a snowman and Daddy let me put his glasses on him. He threw a snowball at me while I was building so I threw one right back at him and a snowball fight erupted.

After that, we went to the Ben and Jerry's Ice Cream Factory. Daddy bought me an ice cream because I was so good the day before. I got it all over my face but I cleaned it off so Daddy didn't have to. When I got home, I showed Daddy the pictures that I drew for him. I also showed him the baby Tinkerbell that I got. Then Daddy read me a story and changed my diaper. That night I ate a GIANT lollipop that my Mom gave me. I got all sticky on my hands and face so Daddy told me to wash them. I didn't want to though so I stayed sitting there. Finally I went and washed up. Then, before bed, Daddy said that I had to have a spanking because I didn't do what he said right away. It hurt a lot but it wasn't a very long spanking. I'll be a good girl now....maybe. I like spankings too much. Hehe. Daddy knows this too.

November 15, 2007 - Can't Wait!

Winter is coming. So is Christmas. It's in the air. I LOVE this time of the year. I'm going to write Santa a letter soon. I was a good girl this year so I hope he's nice to me. I'm going to put out cookies and milk and carrots for him and his reindeer. On Christmas morning, I'm going to get up early and go see the tree and presents. Then I'm going to wake Daddy up so we can open the presents. This will be my first Christmas as a babygirl. It will be so nice to enjoy it like I did when I was a kid. Winter in general is also lots of fun. There's so much for a babygirl like me to do. I can't wait to build snowmen and go sledding. I also want to have hot chocolate in front of the fireplace while I watch a Disney or Christmas movie with Daddy. We could also go ice skating. Yay! Just a little longer to wait.

November 12, 2007 - Bee Movie And Friendlys

Daddy and I had a really really good weekend together. I lost my voice so I had to whisper the whole weekend but that was okay. We still had fun. We watched movies together and Daddy tickled me like always. He also read me bedtime stories. We went to Friendly's and Daddy said that I was a really good girl while we were waiting to sit down so I was allowed to have ice cream after lunch. I got lots and lots of gummi bears like always. We played eye spy while we waited for our food. Then I made a face with the forks and knives for Daddy. He held my hand when we crossed the street for the first time. He said I wasn't allowed to cross the street without holding his hand anymore. He also changed my diaper for me one time. He helped me zip up my coat lots of times too because I was having trouble. Then we went to see Bee movie in the theater. We put up the arm rests so I could cuddle with him. I even sucked on my sucie while I was there. Daddy thought that I was really cute this weekend. He always does but he said that I was extra cute. Now he's looking for another baby that I can sometimes play with who lives close by. I hope he finds someone. I love my Daddy so much!!!

November 6, 2007 - Growing Through Time

Wow! Just finished reading some of my old blogs and it's amazing how much I've changed since I wrote them. It was just a couple of months ago, June, that I was feeling insecure and lonely about all of this. I hadn't told any of my friends how I felt. I was asking myself lots of questions like "why?" The most interesting thing is that I was still hiding my AB self from my Daddy. Now I'm teaching him how to BE a Daddy. I'm really surprised at how confident I've become over such a short period of time. My AB self has slowly been growing and gaining strength. It feels wonderful. It feels like I'm finding myself, layer by layer. I can't wait to see what I'll be like in another 6 months.

November 5, 2007 - Best Friend Moves In And A Note From Daddy

My best friend moved in on Sunday. I helped her bring in 3 carloads worth of stuff. After I was done helping her, I had a horrible feeling of sadness. I went up to Daddy and said "Now I can't be a babygirl like I used to." I nearly started crying right then and there. I felt terrible...empty. Like a huge piece of me had suddenly been ripped away. Daddy looked down at me, gave me a hug, and assured me that I would never stop being his babygirl. He said that he would still feed me, play with me, read me stories, and talk little talk with me. Then he said that we just wouldn't be able to be as open about it. I wasn't feeling much better after that. I don't want to hide any of this, especially in my own home. I think it might take some time but I'll open up with it. It's just sad that for the time being, I'm quietly confined to my bedroom.

On a happier note, Daddy and I had a great weekend. We were going to try the catheter again but time got away from us. We slept in like usual and spent some good quality time together. We saw a couple of movies, both at the house and in the theater. Daddy read me a bedtime story both nights which is always nice. We talked about all sorts of things. I told him about some of the baby things I do when he's gone during the week. For example, I gave myself a bedtime a while ago and I've stuck to it. (I'll admit that, unlike most children, I don't find it hard to go to bed on time. I'm usually crawling in early.) I also suggested some Daddy things that he could do like holding my hand when crossing the street or calling out my name if I wander off too far in the stores. Daddy said he likes it when I do that because he doesn't really know what to do sometimes. We also talked about going to see The Bee Movie next weekend except I would bring my sucie and be a real kid in the theater. I might even bring Maggie. This is sort of a big step in how open I want to be with all of this. It's becoming a bigger and bigger part of my life as time goes by. It was always there, I just had layers of fear and confusion hiding it.

I'd like to end this blog with a note that my Daddy left me today. I usually like to keep things like this private because it seems to mean more when it's shared only between 2 people. It made me so happy though that I had to tell someone. It's simple but what I love most about it is that he's really thinking like a Daddy. It means so much to me when he does that.

Hey Babygirl,
I love you and miss you so much. Don't stay up past your bedtime. I gave Maggie a kiss for her to give to you. Be a good girl while Daddy is gone.
Love Daddy