Currently daydreaming about lying in a crib, staring at the mobile overhead and smiling behind my paci while at my nursery’s changing table things gets prepped for undergoing an early morning diaper change.
( ꩜ ᯅ ꩜) …. I’m farrr more diaper dependent nowadays than when first in diapers at 1-3 yrs old. Albeit, it’s all psychologically. I just crave my dia~pe~rrr~ssss way too much to follow my potty training and stay out of them.
If they’re called pull-ups aren’t they supposed to stay pulled up when on the potty??? I’m so confuseddd 🙄😵💫 ughhhh
Potty training sucks!!! #abdl#diaperboy
Okay, First Date and it’s to an aquarium 🪼⋆。𖦹°🫧⋆.ೃ࿔*:・ BUT— I’m kept in thick diapers; wearing a snap-crotch onesie and socks only (w/ some obvious but subtle diaper peekage around my booty); clipped to me is a pacifier kept in my mouth without interruption; snuggling my bb blankie and dino plushie near constantly; AND I’m pushed around in an oversized stroller with my diaper bag clearly visible in the netted storage underneath along with a few spare diapers held loosely there also. Throughout the trip, I’m babbling behind my pacifier…. causing drool to build up behind it and around it….. I’m pointing at things that I like after they catch my eye. Eventually requiring a diaper check, and change in the backseat of the car, with the tailgate up, cos my padded butt becomes quite stinky, no, too stinky, once I’m secured in my car seat. Ofc I am teased the whole way through both of those processes.