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There’s times I realize how much being little helps me. I have a funeral to go to, last minute flights for my mom to come today too for the funeral. I’ll admit there’s some really heavy stuff going on.

Daddy came over and helped me move some of the kink things into the nursery like my bouncing chair and uhh a strait jacket that was casually in my living room haha

 it made me realize how many pacifiers and sippy cups and toys just exist in my place and how casual  being little and wearing diapers has become this past month or so  And that makes me soo happy


 soo there’sa lot going on and I was having a hard time sleeping. Thoughts racing, feeling nervous and worried and couldn’t get comfy. Even freshly diapered and being snuggled. We laid and talked about what was wrong and tried to settle again.. nothing. But then!

he grabbed my pacifier and asked if I wanted to be read a story. We Keep bedtime stories next to the bed and being  diapered with a pacifier being read my favorite  stories by lamp light felt so peaceful. Most of my books I’ve never read or flipped through  because I wanted the first time I experienced them to be w ith a daddy. Like these stories have sat in a special spot in my  toy box some for seven years.. I’ve told past partners about how special this was to me yet none have ever actually  read to me. The stories put my mind at  ease 


The first story I  read the words alongside him, the second story I only looked  at the pictures while he read and felt small and by the third my eyes were heavy and I started to miss parts. Fighting sleep and feeling comfy in my little kings my eyes felt so heavy. I don’t remember falling asleep. I didn’t wake up throughout the night and was almost confused waking up and still feeling my pacifier c snug in my mouth. Daddy said I slept with it all night and every now and then he could hear me sucking it. To go from feeling stressed and the kind of night I usually would be up until 4am overthinking tossing and turning.. all it took was a bedtime story

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