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Once a week you get a couple of hours to yourself when your roomates are out of the apartment, in which you are safe from prying eyes to do your own huh... private business. You always make sure to be done and stash everything back before your time is up.

Except this time you got a little too relaxed, a little too deep in your comfort. You (adorably) fell asleep on the couch, missed all your alarms and even ignored the sound of the keys on the door.

It’s been one year. One whole year since daddy had started your transformation from a college boy to a baby boy. It wasn’t easy, not for him and certainly not for you. What a long journey you two had taken. So much crying. At first from spankings and punishments, but now for wanting a change and a bottle. So many diapers. From thin white diapers to thick printed massive diapers. From holding until letting go in a diaper to not even noticing what happened down there. From having so many studying books to have so many coloring books. From having so many friends to having stuffed animals as your best friends. It wasn’t easy, but it was worth it. Now you know everything daddy tells you, it’s for your own good. If he tells you to be quiet and suck your pacifier, it’s for your own good. If he tells you to go to sleep early, it’s for your own good. If he locks all kind of adult and mature content and lets you watch just baby shows, its for you own good. If he decides who you can meet, where, when, and how, it’s for your own good. You are not arguing with him anymore, you are submissively doing as you are told. When he told you he invited his manly friends from his country club for your first anniversary, you knew it was for your good.

With a diaper, he put a foam crown on your head and told you to hold your little stuffed friends. He saw you were a bit nervous, and said “We can celebrate with my friends, and yours!” kissed your forehead, and lifted you onto the kitchen’s countertop.

Shy and timid, you waited for your party to get started. But it was okay because daddy knows what’s good for you.

Roadtrip 🚗 Pretty well hidden, right? 🤔

From time to time my baby and me take a day off. A day off for us means we don't hear from each other for at least 24h and slip out of our roles. Why are we doing that?

Because it keeps us focused and we both have time to think about our relationship. We use this opportunity to reflect on the time since the last days off and how our relationship changed. We agree that that works for us pretty well and that there is nothing better than when your partner chooses you over and over again.

This is a picture from the evening after our last day off and a short story.

I did not hear from him for 24 hours. I didn't know what he did on his big boy day. We made some big steps in mommy baby things lately and I was really nervous if he wanted to continue our journey.

The door to his flat was open so I just entered it. How will it be this time? Have a chat as "adults" and then diaper him and cuddle? Will he want to stop? Was it to much lately?

I searched for him in the livingroom but couldn't find him. So I went in the bedroom. I expected to see that beautiful young man I date, sitting on the bed and smile at me. But things were different this time.

I got something else... I got that sweet little cuddle bug you see in the picture. Dressed in the cute sweater I bought him, an onesie and some pretty thick diapers. My fears of having asked to much from him lately were blown away and I couldn't help myself I had to smile. I GOT HIM BACK.

He turned around looked into my face and said that magical word... Mommy. I sat on the bed. He jumped on me and we had some intense cuddling. After that he couldn't stop talking. He had to tell me everything that happened in the last day. It's so cute when he is extra excited. Since it was obvious that he didn't need the "adult" talk this time, I wanted to push him further into baby space and began to inspect his outfit. I opened his onesie to check on his diapers. I noticed that he was a bit wet so I questioned him on that.

A: Baby are you wet?

B: Yes a bit.

A: Yes a bit?...

B: Yes I am a bit wet mommy.

A: That's my good boy, don't forget about your manners young man.

B: I am sorry mommy.

I turned him around to give him a soft smack on the butt but then I saw what he did. He painted "yours" on his diaper. I smiled and turned him on his back again.

A: Why did you paint that on your diapers baby?

B: uhm uhm... Baby noises... Uhm uhm... Because I like you mommy.

A: You like me?

B: uhm.. Yes mommy... Uhm I love you... I just wanted to show you that I wanna be yours.

A: Good boy.

That was the moment he could no longer control his feelings and startet to talk like a waterfall. He told me about how much he missed me. How hard it is to play the big boy all day. How much he missed his toys... How much he missed his diapers... Good to know by the way 😅😜. I stroke his hair while he was resting his head on my lap and kept talking.

This evening ended with a diaper change and a bottle for him and a good cup of team for me.

I missed him as my baby and he missed his mommy. We both enjoyed our time off but also recognized that we both crave the md/lb dynamic a lot right now. The time off helps us to conserve the intense feelings we have for each other, although we tend to see every day.

The 10 Ds: Version 2.0

-Are you sure this is the new preschool uniform for boys, Pappa?

+It’s the new preschool uniform for the babies, little one…easier nappy checks!

The ruffles, the ADORABLE design, the super short length that is just enough to cover a dry diaper, but helpless to hide a soggy one... it pushes all the right buttons 🥰.

Do you like my new dress 😲? Should I get more 🥰?

P.S. Tykables have been so good to me lately. I just LOVE overnights ❤.