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« Reply #21 on: June 04, 2010, 09:51:53 AM »
I awoke the following morning (Christmas Eve) to the sound of mummy filling my little baby bath and the aroma of the Lavender bath oil she uses.

When I moved and made a little murmur as I woke mummy turned, smiled and said ‘Hello sweetheart, all ready for your nice bath are we?’

Having finished filling my bath she came over to my cot, lowered the side and lifted me out. She then laid me upon my changing table and proceeded to remove my sleeper and dirty nappies, preparing me for my bath.

Before placing me in my bath she removed my mittens, then the bandages from my hands and looked at my hands very closely and told me ‘I think we can leave the bandages off today sweetheart and just put your mittens on for you’.

After my bath which with mummy is always fun, I was returned to my changing table where she proceeded to cream and powder my nappy area well before putting my clean nappies on me. These were followed by a pair of white plastic panties and this time instead of a dress and petticoats she put a pair of white tights and my Ivory romper suit on me which was decorated with two teddy bears on the bodice, also my white satin bootees and matching mittens.

She explained I would be wearing my very best dress later that day but did not want to risk any accidents, so for now it was the romper suit.

Next it was time for breakfast and then I was lifted into my playpen, given a baby bottle of fruit juice and left to watch children’s programmes on TV.

It wasn’t very long after this that Auntie Molly, Uncle Ted and the twins arrived to help with the preparations for the afternoon visit by the rest of the managers and families to have a cold buffet and collect their Christmas bonuses.

Auntie Molly was soon busy helping Charlie prepare the buffet while Cherie gave the house a good cleaning.

Mummy was helping Uncle Ted sort the Turkey’s, wine and bottles of spirits out, also the bonus cheques.

The twins went to mummy and asked as it is a nice day outside if they could take me for a walk down the lane in my pram.

Mummy said they could but only for a little while. So a few minutes later I was wearing a white matinee coat, bonnet and my harness. Once safe in my pram and all wrapped up mummy wheeled my pram outdoors where the girls with big beaming smiles swiftly took over and began to wheel me on my first ever trip with them.

We passed several people also out walking, or walking their dogs and just as mummy would the twins stopped and showed me off to them. Once the twins told them who I was some of them said ‘Oh yes, the little baby that can never grow up, but isn’t she a cute little one’. The twins would then carry on walking looking as proud as any mother would.

Altogether the walk lasted about 1.5 hours and as we were arriving home the first flakes of snow began to fall. The twins looked at each other and smiled, Rebecca commenting they have timed it perfectly.

Amanda quickly walked ahead to open the door leading into the kitchen while Rebecca carefully pushed my pram in.

Mummy came over to see me and let out a ‘Phewwwww!!!  Somebody here needs her nappies changed’ and laughed.

Mummy released me from my pram and lifting me out the twins asked if they could change me. Mummy told them that they could feed me my bottle.

So, with the twins in hot pursuit mummy carried me to my nursery to change me. She was also impressed that the twins had remembered to close all the safety gates behind them this time.

Mummy then removed my soiled nappies, cleaned my mess, put a liberal coating of nappy cream on me along with baby powder and then fastened my clean nappies about me. She then refastened the poppers of my romper and sat me down on my nursery floor.

Amanda then asked mummy if I would be wearing a dress to which mummy replied, ’after her hairdresser has been and after she has had lunch’. Explaining she had a special dress for me to wear when all the company arrives in the afternoon and didn’t want to risk getting it marked.

Once mummy had tidied up and had my soiled nappies in a plastic bag which Rebecca offered to carry for her, she picked me up and carried me into the lounge where the twins could then feed me my bottle.

Once I had finished my bottle the twins between them then burped me and wiped away the excess milk; after which they spent the time until my hairdresser arrived playing with me.

Mummy then got Uncle Ted to carry my highchair to my nursery so the hairdresser could use it after washing my hair in my baby bath. This is something Charlie would usually do but he was extremely busy preparing the afternoons buffet.

Once my hairdresser did arrive mummy came into the lounge saying ‘come along little miss, time for you to be made all pretty’.  With that she picked me up from the floor and carried me to my nursery where she put me on my changing table so she could remove my romper suit.

While I was still strapped to my changing table mummy asked if my hairdresser would give me a light permanent to which my hairdresser replied ‘no’. When mummy asked why she was told I was too young for one to which mummy quietly whispered ‘she is sixteen in real terms’ but my hairdresser just said ‘she is still in nappies, so ethically she is still a baby; also have you noticed how soft and silky her hair is, a permanent could spoil that’.  Mummy agreed and the idea of a permanent was forgotten, but my hairdresser did tell mummy she could give me long wavy curls with a hair spray and curling tongues. Mummy accepted this and left.

My hairdresser then released my safety strap, lifted me to the sitting position and turned me so my back was facing my little baby bath. Carefully placing her left hand over my chest and high up my back and neck she supported me while she gently lowered me over my bath.

After checking the water was at the correct temperature she proceeded to wash and condition my hair.

Once this was done she sat me up and turned me so I was facing her and taking up a towel she wrapped it around my hair.

I was then carried to my highchair and safely fastened in so my hairdresser could dry, cut and style my hair.

The twins who had been watching all this placed the tray of highchair in place then gave me two little toys to play with. Next thing my hairdresser did was to gently towel dry my hair, then brush it basically into the style, she then with her little scissors trimmed it leaving me with a deep fringe carefully shaped it around my face. Then gently blow drying and under brushing it to make it all fluffy and soft, she applied a little bit of some spray and used her curling tongues to give me long sweeping curls.

Once happy she called mummy and when she saw me she was over the moon and came and kissed me on the forehead telling me I was such a pretty little baby girl, she then popped my dummy back in my mouth and said she would be back in a moment.

She then left with my hairdresser presumably to pay her and see her off.

A few minutes later she returned carrying a tray with my dinner on and two bottles of formula.  She told the twins that they could feed me and afterwards I would be put into my new dress etc.

The twins were elated and after tying my bib on happily proceeded to feed me. One gave me my main course of pureed meat and vegetables while the other gave me semolina pudding.

After all that they then took it in turns to give me my bottles.

Approximately thirty minutes after leaving mummy returned and told the twins it was time to put me in my special dress and petticoats.

Excitedly they asked mummy ‘may we see them please Auntie Carol?’ to which mummy replied ‘of course’.

Opening my wardrobe doors she showed the girls my new dress, petticoats, rumba panties, bonnets, bootees and mittens.

The twins just looked and almost swooned over them simply saying ‘Auntie Carol she will look gorgeous wearing those’.


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« Reply #22 on: December 25, 2010, 05:57:03 AM »
The Dress and accessories were in a pale ivory with the skirt having a sparkling white gossamer layer over it giving it a very delicate finish, almost Fairy like Mummy said. The hem of the skirt, bottom of the tiny bodice and neckline were then decorated with tiny pink ribbon roses, while the sleeves each had a single, but larger ribbon rose on them. The bootees each had a ribbon rose the same size as the sleeves, with each one being on top of the foot. The mittens likewise had a single rose on the back of the hand. The bonnet had mummy’s much favoured halo style peak. The peak was in ivory but was also finished with the same sparkling gossamer fabric the skirt was finished in. Just below where the peak and bonnet were sewn together was another row of tiny pink roses. The petticoats were very full and would ensure the skirt stood out almost horizontal, thus showing off the rumba panties with the single rose central on the seat to full effect. The edge of each layer of the petticoat also had a very narrow pink finish to them thus highlighting them also. As for the tights, they appeared to have been woven from the same type of thread as the gossamer overlays and sparkled in the same manner as the skirt and bonnet.
The twins were quite excited and impatient to see me all dressed-up; but, mummy calmed them and explained the clothes must be fitted with care and attention to detail.
Of course the twins were aware of this as they themselves took pride in their own appearance and always paid careful attention to detail when dressing.
As mummy began to dress me, firstly my nappies which were folded very carefully so as not to form and creases or folds that will spoil the final look of the rumba panties. Then came the clear plastic panties, to which Rebecca asked; ‘Auntie Carol why do you put plastic panties on Theresa when her rumba panties are lined?’ Mummy’s reply was simple, ‘they are easier to wash’.  This bought a round of laughter from all, but the twins saw the sense of it. Once my nappies and panties were on to mummy’s satisfaction she asked for my tights, then the rumba panties, petticoats and then the dress. Mummy then fussed for several minutes ensuring everything was just so before putting my bootees, mittens and bonnet on me.
After careful lifting me and sitting me in my cot she stood back and gave a satisfied smile saying I was now ready to meet my public once again.
Having decided everything was as she wanted it, she turned to the twins and said ‘watch Theresa for me, I must get a picture’. With that she dashed off to get her camera.
Two minutes later mummy returned with not only her camera but three more ladies.  Obviously I recognised Auntie Betty and knew I had seen the other two somewhere. What I could not remember was they were the other manager’s wives.
As they entered the room they all stopped and gave a little gasped saying how pretty the dress was and how beautiful I looked in it.
Mummy was surprised as Auntie Betty stopped, because she had made the dress, but perhaps seeing it worn is something special.
Mummy quickly took several pictures and turned to Auntie Betty and said ‘this I think needs some professionally taken pictures. I will arrange it straight after Christmas’.
Auntie Bettie just replied ‘she is pretty as a picture isn’t she’.
The other two ladies just looked and said ‘it is very, very difficult to think this is a 16 year old boy’.  Mummy replied ‘that definition may change very early in the New Year’.  When queried about it she simply to them they would know as soon as she knew for definite.
It was at this point Amanda pointed out to Mummy, saying the safety gate had been left open. Mummy said to her, ‘you are absolutely right darling’, and in a half whisper said to her ‘we will have to teach them better’ and had a laugh. With that mummy turned to the lady she called Sarah and asked her to please close the gate.
Once mummy was satisfied with the few pictures she had taken of me she came over to me and began fluffing my dress and petticoats. This done she carefully picked me up placing her left arm/hand beneath my petticoats and after ensuring that none were trapped or caught she then popped my dummy back in my mouth and carried me downstairs to meet the rest of the people. Amanda followed close behind carrying my pink bunny for me.
As we approached the door to the dining room, where everyone had gathered, mummy was having a last fuss of my dress. This done she carried me in announcing ‘Ladies and Gentlemen....may I present The Belle of the Ball....Theresa May’.
As the people approached among many ooohs and aaaaah’s one person was heard to say ‘and is this, the little one you found under a Gooseberry bush Carol?’ to which mummy replied ‘No, in the bulb sheds’. This bought a round of laughter. One of the ladies then said ‘she looks a lot prettier now than she did then; and how are those little hands of hers healing? All better’.
Mummy removed one of my mittens to show my hand off and the same lady said ‘now those are the hands of a little girl’.
After all the fussing, ooooohing and aaaaaahing was over Mummy turned to the girls and told them I was going into the lounge if they wanted to come. Naturally all four of them followed.
Once in the lounge Mummy gently put me down in the standing position and asked the twins to take my hands to help me walk. This would also show Anne and Rachael the correct way to do this so I did not fall.
We then settled down and began playing, but this time I had four girls fussing.
Just before Mummy left the room Rebecca asked her if it was alright to take my mittens off for a little while so I could play better with the toys.
Mummy checked my hands again and said that it would be fine but to be careful; and so it was for the first since all this began I had my mittens off to play. I suppose for a little while I missed them really.
After a short while either Rachael or Anne (I was not sure which was which yet) asked the twins if I wasn’t a little old to be wearing nappies and suc-king on a dummy.
Rebecca turned and said to them ‘look at her, not as tall as a three year old, too pretty by far to be a boy’ and then she launched into a brief history of my life up to reaching here.  She then asked them ‘what would you do?’  The unanimous response was ‘the same as Auntie Carol’.  It appears Mummy was called aunty by all the girls.
With that all sorted and agreed upon we all started playing games again and watching cartoons on the television.
The afternoon just seemed to fly by and before we knew it the adults were preparing to leave.
I had missed my afternoon sleep and became all sleepy as the girls prepared to leave so Mummy decided two bottles of formula, change and bed for me.
All the adults came in, gave me little hugs, kisses and wished me a Happy Christmas.
When everyone had departed Cherie came in the lounge, picked me up and carried me to my high chair where my bottles were waiting.
When Mummy came in Cherie informed her I was well ready for a change, laughed and said ‘she is a little aromatic’. Mummy sniffed the air and said ‘I agree’ and laughed.
I was given my bottles by Mummy and when finished Cherie offered to bathe and change me ready for bed, but Mummy said no, they had had a busy day so Cherie should take a break.
With my bottles finished and me duly winded Mummy picked me up saying ‘poooh what a smelly baby’ laughed and took me to my nursery where I was undressed, bathed and put into clean nappies and plastic panties followed by my sleeper.
Once finished; Mummy called Cherie and Charlie up. They arrived, gave me a kiss and they too wished me a Happy Christmas.
Still unsure what this Christmas thing was all about, and, being as tired as I was, I thought not a lot about it.
Mummy put me in my cot, wrapped me in my favourite blanket and ensuring I had Cuddles (my pink rabbit) with me, kissed me on the forehead, told me to sleep tight and perhaps Santa will come for her little girl.
With that she raised the cots-side, started the mobile and then departed the room switching the main light off, the nightlight on, safety gate shut and the door almost closed she went and spent some time with Cherie and Charlie.
Being as tired as I was and once I had Cuddles I fell asleep totally oblivious of all the last things.


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« Reply #23 on: March 25, 2011, 12:09:28 PM »
Many apologies for the delay in this episode but for a number of weeks now writing has been almost impossible due to house modernisation happening.

I slept the night through and did not awaken until Mummy came and began to remove my dirty nappies.
The first things she looked for was, was I still suc-king on my dummy and was I still cuddling my bunny Cuddles. I had been doing both now for a few weeks and Mummy was always pleased to see me still doing it, knowing I was returning to my baby days and, more, I was happy staying there.
When Mummy saw me open my eye’s she wiggled the end of my nose saying ‘hello sleepy head I think someone has had a visit from Santa Clause’.
Taking my past history into consideration when only the babies got presents in the care centre and the older children got nothing, I just looked a little bewildered at Mummy wondering what she meant.
With me awake and my cot side lowered Mummy decided instead of just a nappy change she would bathe and then dress me fully; she then lifted me from my cot, placed me on my changing table and began to undress me. As always, the safety strap was gently fastened over my chest.
Once I was undressed and safe on my table Mummy then filled my little baby bath, adding bubble bath pearls. These gave the same aroma as my baby soap.
With the temperature carefully checked Mummy lifted me from the changing part of the table into the bath. Then, supporting me at the back she bathed me and washed my hair leaving me smelling100% baby.
While Mummy was bathing me she was telling me all about Christmas and Jesus, Reindeers and Santa Clause, then telling me this will be my first Christmas with many more to come. She also told me that the New Year could bring a very, very special gift for me.
After I had been bathed and dried, Mummy creamed and powdered my nappy area and placed me in clean nappies and plastic panties.
At this point Cherie entered the nursery and Mummy said ‘I am pleased you are here dear, I am in a quandary as to which outfit to put Theresa in, and perhaps you can help’. Cherie looked in my wardrobe and pondered for a moment and said ‘I always liked the Lavender set’. Mummy replied ‘yes that is pretty’ and the decision was made. 
Cherie then informed Mummy breakfast was ready and would she like her to finish dressing me. Mummy replied ‘as I am still in my nightdress dear it may be a good idea; Oh! And use a little lavender perfume on her today’. Both had a little laugh about the nightdress.
Cherie checked my nappies were tucked inside my panties, lifted me off the changing table, sat me in my cot, raised the side and pointing at me said ‘now you stay there young lady while I get your Christmas clothes ready’. It was not as if I ‘could’ go anywhere.
It was while Cherie was getting my clothes ready I began to think of my previous Christmases, how I had been shuffled around unwanted and little tears formed in my eyes. The more I thought of it, the more the tears flowed until I was sobbing. Cherie noticed and came to me immediately, lowered my cot side and I raised my hands for her to pick me up.
She picked me up and cuddled me close to her but my sobs continued.
Cherie then decided to call Mummy who came very quickly, took me from Cherie, cradling me and asking me why I was crying so.
After a few minutes of heavy crying, Mummy looked at me and said ‘sweetheart, do you think we are going to give you back just like all your other Christmases?’
I gave a little nod and she said ‘Oh sweetheart, Mummy will never ever give her little girl away, so let’s dry those little tears away and let Cherie get you all pretty’.
I held on to Mummy for a few more minutes before allowing her to pass me back to Cherie.
Cherie then sat me back on my cot and proceeded to dress me.
As always it was matching bonnet, bootees, mittens and rumba panties to go with the dress.
Once I was dressed Cherie gave a quick double check of my nappies to ensure I was still dry, gave me a hug and then picked me up and carried me to my highchair in the dining room. She then fastened the safety harness and placed a bib around my neck then placed the tray in front of ensuring the catch was set then went to the kitchen to get me my bottle.
While she left me with my bottle she returned to the kitchen for my breakfast whereupon Mummy said to Cherie ‘I think because Theresa appears a little upset I will give her one extra drop of muscle relaxant. I know it will limit her walking a little more but it will also relax her and get her past this possibly frightening stage.’ Cherie agreed this was a good idea and they went about preparing my Rusk’s in milk with the extra drop of medicine.
When Mummy came in with my breakfast she smiled and said ‘now, be a good girl and eat all your breakfast, THEN we will see what Santa has bought my little girl for Christmas’.
Mummy gave me my breakfast and Cherie came in to feed me my second bottle of formula whilst Mummy had her breakfast.
Once everyone had eaten and the temporary kitchen staff who had arrived took over the kitchen, Cherie and Charlie went to get changed and we then all went into the lounge.
Mummy placed me in my playpen telling to wait while the presents were sorted.
A few minutes later there were four piles of presents, one of which was larger by far than the others. I just sat in my playpen with my eyes wide open like never before. I had never seen so many presents.
Once Cherie’s, Mummy’s and Charlie’s piles were put close by them it just left one huge pile in the middle of the floor.
Mummy then lifted me from my playpen, placed me close to the pile and said ‘look what Santa has bought for my little baby girl.’ She then removed my mittens and told me to open my presents.
I set about opening them with great enthusiasm and became very excited. So much my nappies were soaked in minutes.
I managed to open the smaller presents which were mainly toys, dolls etc. but there was two larger ones I could not open and mummy helped me.
One was a large doll almost as tall as me and the other was a little pram which I would be able to play with soon when Mummy reduced my medication.
All the excitement and joy left me overcome and I sat on the floor and began to cry, but this time it was because I was so happy.
Mummy picked me up and cuddled me until I stopped crying and then announced I still had one more present, a special one from Mummy.
In all the excitement I had not noticed Cherie and Charlie sneak out of the room and Mummy’s announcement of my special present was cue for them to bring it in to the lounge.
Mummy sat me back down on the floor and when Cherie and Charlie put the present in front of me it towered over me. I looked at in awe knowing I would never manage to unwrap it myself and looked at Mummy. She looked at me and smiled then said ‘Shall we open it sweetheart?’
I bounced up and down on my thickly padded derriere and she came over and proceeded to take the wrapping paper off to reveal a huge (to me) rocking horse.
I just sat in front of it with eyes like saucers unable to believe what I was looking at and that it was mine.
Mummy lifted me up and sat me in the specially adapted safety baby seat and after fastening the safety straps began to gently rock me back and forth.
I became very excited and began trying to bounce up and down but the safety seat restrained me, but it did not stop my almost hysterical giggle.
Everyone had to laugh with and at me to see the happiness in my face.
After about five minutes mummy undid the safety harness etc. And lifted me from the seat, and then placed me in my playpen with a few of my new toys. I was about to start crying when mummy said it was only for a few minutes while everyone cleared all the paper and packages out and tidied up.
Whilst sitting in my playpen cuddling a new cuddly Panda I had received I could do nothing but stare wide eyed at the rocking horse.
Cheri noticed this and pointed it out to mummy who said ‘I know bless her, this must be her first ever real Christmas’. Of course they then went off into ‘how could people be so cruel to children?’ routine.
Once everything was cleared away, they all returned to the lounge. But before putting me back on my rocking horse, mummy fed me a bottle of formula.
Charlie and Cherie went into the kitchen to ensure everything was proceeding alright. Cherie then instructed the chef what to and what not to put in my dinner. Once happy all was fine they too returned to the lounge.
The remainder of the morning went along the lines of, nappy change; then all three of them taking turns rocking me on my rocking horse. Mummy looked at me and saw how drowsy I was becoming and said ‘yes Theresa May after lunch you can have a nap, all the excitement has tired you out.
Mummy took me off my rocking horse saying it was time for din dins, then, carried me into the kitchen and sat me in my high chair.
This of course was the first chance the hired staff had to see me and they all cooed over me asking Mummy ‘Is this really the baby that cannot ever grow up?’
Of course Mummy told them yes and the ladies said ‘but she is sooo sweet.’
There were so many volunteers to feed me but Cherie stepped in and told them it is my duty to feed her.
Of course Mummy just stood back and admired her personal staff at work.
After feeding me Cherie gave me a bottle and placed me in my playpen while she and everyone else finished their lunches.
I busied myself watching cartoons on TV and playing with some of my new toys, but my attention kept going back to the giant rocking horse.
After about forty five minutes and everyone had finished their lunches they all came into the lounge whereupon Mummy lifted me from my playpen and put me over her shoulder and began rubbing my back to ensure I had no trapped wind. Once satisfied there was nothing their she looked at me and said ‘right lady nap time for you’ and with that carried me to my nursery, checked my nappies were dry (which amazingly they still were) and then proceeded to change my dress for a short nightdress; after which she placed me in my cot, started the mobile, drew the curtains closed and left me for a sleep.
Despite all the excitement of the day my bottle and dummy soon allowed me to sleep which I did for about two hours, but then awoke to a wet and dirty nappy.
I began to sob a little and Mummy was soon in my nursery whereupon she quickly removed my soiled nappies, cleaned me up then put my nappy rash cream on me and powdered me finishing with nice soft clean and fluffy nappies.
Because Mummy wanted to put me in my new ivory coloured dress, this of course meant a change of rumba panties too.
Once back in the lounge I was safely placed on my rocking horse with Cuddles and Puddles my two bunnies and gently rocked by Cherie while Mummy got her camera and began taking pictures.
And, so Mummy, Cherie and Charlie played with me all afternoon until teatime came around.
Sat in my highchair I had trifle and ice cream for my tea followed by my usual two bottles of formula.
Once I had finished eating everyone looked at me and laughed with one of the hired helps saying ‘good job she had her bib on’.  I didn’t realise how much I had spilt. (This being perhaps the first occasion I was given a spoon and allowed to try and feed myself).
Once everyone was finished eating I was cleaned up, and Mummy picked me from my highchair, carried me into the lounge where she sat down and just cradled me, talking baby talk and humming nursery rhymes.
This had the desired effect and very soon I became drowsy so I was taken to my nursery, prepared for bed and put in my cot where I remained sound asleep until the following morning.

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part 25
« Reply #24 on: June 22, 2012, 06:43:16 AM »
The following day was Boxing Day and started in the usual manner of bath, nappy rash cream, powder and nice clean fluffy nappies along with a pair of pale lavender soft plastic lined rumba panties.
   Mummy had been busy making new dresses for me and the one for today was in lavender, matching the panties with white lace trim around the collar and puff sleeves. As always it allowed my nappy filled rumba panties to be on display.
   Mummy had just finished tying the ribbon of my bootees when Cherie came into the nursery to let Mummy know breakfast was ready and would she like her to finish dressing me. Mummy let Cherie know I was dressed but would she bring my bonnet and mittens and a white matinee coat as the twins would be taking me for a walk out in my pram later.
   So, with matching dress, underwear and dummy, Mummy carried me from my nursery to the kitchen where Charlie was waiting to serve breakfast. He had also prepared my bottle and cereal. After fastening me safely in my high chair Mummy was about to feed me when Cherie entered and said ‘you have your breakfast madam I will feed Teresa for you’.  During breakfast mummy happened to mention to Charlie I may be going out in my pram and would he add an additional teaspoon of honey to my bottle as this should give me extra protection from chills.
   Having finished her own breakfast Mummy insisted on giving me my bottle; so, I was carried into the lounge where Mummy cradled me in her arms and slowly fed me. This done she then placed a towel over her shoulder, turned me towards her and then began to gently rub and pat my back until I was fully winded. This done she placed me in my playpen with my toys. When I kept looking at my new rocking horse Mummy explained that I could not play on it just yet as it would possibly make me sick, plus, everyone was busy right now.
   I sat in my playpen happily playing with my toys and was totally oblivious of what I was wearing and the fact my nappy was already wet; the weeks and months I had been living this lifestyle was now as natural to me as breathing.  I think my old ways had either gone deep into the recesses of my mind or disappeared altogether and forever. I was so happy.
   I must have been really engrossed playing with my toys as what appeared to be no time at all Auntie Betty, Uncle Ted and the twins arrived. The twins wasted no time removing their coats and saying hello to everyone before they came into the lounge to see me.
   As soon as they walked into the room they noticed my new rocking horse and fell in love with it. As a result it was only minutes before I was out of my playpen and sitting on my rocking horse. While they were gently rocking me I was in seventh heaven, never before had I had such a marvellous Christmas, or for that matter any occasion.
   Mummy came into the lounge and told the twins if they wanted to take me for a walk they would be better going soon as the afternoon would very quickly get dark and too cold. They agreed and very soon after I was in my matinee coat, mittens and bonnet; then all safely wrapped up and strapped in my pram.
   Mummy then fixed the apron on the pram and told the twins once outdoors to raise the hood and if it gets windy to raise the front of the apron; and, so it was I was wheeled outdoors and we went for our walk.
   There were not many folk about but those that were showed interest and told the twins they had a pretty baby girl with them and I was fortunate to have such friends that would take me for a walk on such a cold morning, and of course Christmas greetings were passed to all.
   After about thirty minutes, Rebecca suggested returning home as they did not want me out too long and it was already feeling colder. So they raised the front of the apron across the hood and started the journey home.
   Upon arrival home Mummy told the twins to leave me in my pram but put it in the warm kitchen for a few minutes just to ensure I do not get a chill. I was left there for about twenty minutes and then taken from my pram and carried into the lounge and placed in my playpen.
   As Mummy left the lounge the twins came in each carrying a hot drink to warm them. It was on half a minute or so that Mummy came back carrying a nice warm bottle of formulae for me.
   Lifting me from my playpen Mummy carried me to the sofa and slowly fed me the contents of my bottle. I do not know if I managed to empty my bottle as only moments after Mummy began to feed me I fell asleep. The next thing I was aware of was awakening in my pram all cuddled in my blankets and cuddling my favourite teddy.   
   Once I was awake the twins were all keen to play with me, especially on my new rocking horse. However as Mummy pointed out, there was a more urgent task to be performed and laughed.  Then the aroma permeated around the room and soon reached everyone’s nostrils; yes, it was time for a nappy change so it was off to the nursery first.
   Once I was all cleaned up I was placed on my changing table where Mummy proceeded to cream and powder my nappy area before placing my nappies and clean plastic panties on me.
   Mummy then took me back to the lounge where the twins were waiting for me and we soon began playing and again I was soo happy.
   While the twins and I were playing, the adults were sat watching and chatting whilst having a glass or two of Christmas cheer.
Aunty Molly commented how wonderfully well I had not only settled in here at the farm, but also in my new life.  It was at this point Mummy said about my visit to Dr. Stone in the New Tear and possibly a short stay in a clinic she knows.  When questioned about the why’s etc., All Mummy could tell them was Dr. Stone wished to run some tests on me and possibly some changes that could be better for me.
   Auntie Molly and Uncle Ted looked a little concerned and Uncle Ted said ‘We hope it is nothing too serious.’  Mummy’s reply being ‘I don’t think so but I do not know all the details yet, but as soon as I do I will of course let you both know.’
   At this point Cherie came in and said ‘lunch is served’ so all activities stopped and I was taken to my high chair whilst everyone else took their seats.
   Cherie offered to feed me than have hers but Mummy said no and my highchair was moved close to hers and she fed me while she ate allowing Cherie to have her lunch in peace. I think Cherie really wanted to feed me, but then so did Mummy. <lol>
   Once lunch was finished everyone returned to the lounge and the twins were allowed to feed me my bottle but once again Uncle Ted took charge of winding me. Once this was done I was settled into my pram for a nap.
   I slept for a little while but then a rather loud rushing sound from my nappy region woke me, but woke me to everyone laughing.  Once again I was changed and then the twins and I resumed playing until tea-time.
   About thirty minutes after tea Mummy announced it was my bath-time to which Cherie said to Mummy, ‘you remain with your company I will bathe her’.  And, so it was Cherie bathed me and then dressed me in my nightwear; that is my thicker nappies, clear plastic panties this time and footed sleeper.
   Cherie then took me back into the lounge where everyone kissed me and said goodnight with Mummy reminding Cherie no to forget my sleep bonnet. Cherie to her it was ready for me, but after I had said my goodnights. Mummy then looked at me and told me she would come up to my nursery soon.  However after Cherie put me in my cot I was soon fast asleep and suc-kling my dummy. I was back in my baby dreams of pretty clothes, love and fun.

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« Reply #25 on: November 01, 2012, 09:05:10 AM »
The following morning things had returned almost to normal with the managers and Mummy having meetings and sorting what has to be done, whilst in the meantime the twins kept me entertained with playing with me and taking me for walks in my pram.
Several days passed and suddenly it was New Years Eve and once again everyone gathered for a party and to celebrate the arrival of the New Year.
Of course this was not something I would be allowed to partake of for I would be snug, safe and sound asleep in my cot. The New Year would arrive without me.
When morning broke, Mummy and everyone came into my nursery to wish me a Very Happy New Year and each gave me a little kiss on my cheeks.
Mummy then bathed me and put me in clean nappies and my prettiest pink and white rumba panties....plastic lined of course. She then selected my white dress, bonnet, which pink lace edging and white bootees with pink ribbon ties which were neatly tied into precise bows; finally was a pair of white mittens also with pink ribbon ties.
Once I was dressed and looking pretty Mummy carried me to the dining room and put me safely in my high chair. When the chairs harness was all joined together and I  was safely in place she then tied a bib around my neck, smoothed it down my front to protect my dress, she then placed the chairs little table in place ready for my brekky.
It was New Years day and the start of a whole new life for me really. It felt to me as if my previous weeks and months in my new life were really a practice for this day when a whole new lifetime would begin. I had all but forgotten my past as the love and affection shown me now really overwhelmed me and I had no need to recall the bad times.
Being a holiday, of course the twins came round bright and early and it wasn’t long after they arrived that I was in my little matinee coat and well wrapped up in my pram for Amanda and Rebecca to take me out for a walk.
It was a sunny day, although snow lay upon the ground, but, the twins left the apron of my pram folded back and everyone we passed, stopped and chatted to the twin, wishing them a Happy New Year and the ladies gently stroking my cheeks wished me a Happy New Year too; but, they also commented upon how pretty I looked. The twins then wasted no time and made a point of telling people how Mummy had made my dress and accessories.
About an hour into my walk Amanda pointed out it would soon be time for my bottles. Rebecca leaned over my pram to put my blankets around me so that I would be warmer, placed the apron over  my pram and commented to Amanda....phewww, it is not only bottle time for her and they laughed, and  so they turned around and began to walk briskly to get me back home.
Once home Mummy was a little annoyed that I had been in a dirty nappy for so long, but the twins did point out there was nowhere warm to change me and Mummy told them they were right of course. I was then taken to my nursery where the twins were allowed to undress me, and bathe me in my little baby bath to get me all nice and clean again.
Then it was the usual procedure of zinc and castor oil cream, followed by a liberal coating of J&J baby powder; the usual combination of nappies; two folded as soakers placed side by side within the main nappy and pinned into place. Clean plastic panties, but this time Mummy said to put a romper on me. So the twins found the prettiest one they could, put that on me with matching Angel jacket, bonnet and bootees I was all ready to go back to the lounge where everyone else was gathered.
Once we arrived in the lounge, Uncle Ted was waiting with one bottle for me while Auntie Betty had the second one waiting.
I remember hearing Auntie Betty saying to Mummy ‘I cannot believe this is a young man really, she seems so happy now’.  Mummy agreed and said who knows what the future holds for her.

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« Reply #26 on: February 09, 2013, 10:03:44 AM »
The following morning things had returned almost, to normal with the managers and Mummy having meetings and sorting what has to be done, whilst in the meantime the twins kept me entertained with playing with me and taking me for walks in my pram.
Several days passed and suddenly it was New Years Eve and once again everyone gathered for a party and to celebrate the arrival of the New Year.
Of course this was not something I would be allowed to partake of for I would be snug, safe and sound asleep in my cot. The New Year would arrive without me.
When morning broke, Mummy and everyone came into my nursery to wish me a Very Happy New Year and each gave me a little kiss on my cheeks.
Mummy then bathed me and put me in clean nappies and my prettiest pink and white rumba panties....plastic lined of course. She then selected my white dress, bonnet, with pink lace edging and white bootees with pink ribbon ties which were neatly tied into precise bows; finally was a pair of white mittens also with pink ribbon ties.
Once I was dressed and looking pretty Mummy carried me to the dining room and put me safely in my high chair. When the chairs harness was all joined together and I  was safely in place she then tied a bib around my neck, smoothed it down my front to protect my dress, she then placed the chairs little table in place ready for my brekky.
It was New Years day and the start of a whole new life for me really. It felt to me as if my previous weeks and months in my new life were really a practice for this day when a whole new lifetime would begin. I had all but forgotten my past as the love and affection shown me now really overwhelmed me and I had no need to recall the bad times.
Being a holiday, of course the twins came round bright and early and it wasn’t long after they arrived that I was in my little matinee coat and well wrapped up in my pram for Amanda and Rebecca to take me out for a walk.
It was a sunny day, although snow lay upon the ground, but, the twins left the apron of my pram folded back and everyone we passed, stopped and chatted to the twin, wishing them a Happy New Year and the ladies gently stroking my cheeks wished me a Happy New Year too; but, they also commented upon how pretty I looked. The twins then wasted no time and made a point of telling people how Mummy had made my dress and accessories.
About an hour into my walk Amanda pointed out it would soon be time for my bottles. Rebecca leaned over my pram to put my blankets around me so that I would be warmer, placed the apron over  my pram and commented to Amanda....phewww, it is not only bottle time for her and they laughed, and  so they turned around and began to walk briskly to get me back home.
Once home Mummy was a little annoyed that I had been in a dirty nappy for so long, but the twins did point out there was nowhere warm to change me and Mummy told them they were right of course. I was then taken to my nursery where the twins were allowed to undress me, and bathe me in my little baby bath to get me all nice and clean again.
Then it was the usual procedure of zinc and castor oil cream, followed by a liberal coating of J&J baby powder; the usual combination of nappies; two folded as soakers, placed side by side within the main nappy and pinned into place. Clean plastic panties, but this time Mummy said to put a romper on me. So the twins found the prettiest one they could, put that on me with matching Angel jacket, bonnet and bootees I was all ready to go back to the lounge where everyone else was gathered.
Once we arrived in the lounge, Uncle Ted was waiting with one bottle for me while Auntie Betty had the second one waiting.
I remember hearing Auntie Betty saying to Mummy ‘I cannot believe this is a young man really, she seems so happy now’.  Mummy agreed and said who knows what the future holds for her.
It was only to be two days before the beginnings of that future would be sorted as Dr. Stone called to let Mummy know that all arrangements were made for me to go into the private clinic for further tests.
Mummy asked how long these would take and the doctor said it would just mean an overnight stay and back home the following day to await results.
And, so it happened. We went to the clinic and I had all the tests done, but mummy stayed overnight with me so I would not be afraid.
The following morning the doctor checked me and said ‘yes I can go home and Dr Stone and Mummy would have the results in a few days.
The following few days were just routine for me, but, quite a worrying time for Mummy.
It was four days later when Dr. Stone rang to let Mummy know the results and Mummy had a lovely smile on her face at the end of the telephone call.

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« Reply #27 on: February 09, 2013, 10:04:37 AM »
The following morning things had returned almost, to normal with the managers and Mummy having meetings and sorting what has to be done, whilst in the meantime the twins kept me entertained with playing with me and taking me for walks in my pram.
Several days passed and suddenly it was New Years Eve and once again everyone gathered for a party and to celebrate the arrival of the New Year.
Of course this was not something I would be allowed to partake of for I would be snug, safe and sound asleep in my cot. The New Year would arrive without me.
When morning broke, Mummy and everyone came into my nursery to wish me a Very Happy New Year and each gave me a little kiss on my cheeks.
Mummy then bathed me and put me in clean nappies and my prettiest pink and white rumba panties....plastic lined of course. She then selected my white dress, bonnet, with pink lace edging and white bootees with pink ribbon ties which were neatly tied into precise bows; finally was a pair of white mittens also with pink ribbon ties.
Once I was dressed and looking pretty Mummy carried me to the dining room and put me safely in my high chair. When the chairs harness was all joined together and I  was safely in place she then tied a bib around my neck, smoothed it down my front to protect my dress, she then placed the chairs little table in place ready for my brekky.
It was New Years day and the start of a whole new life for me really. It felt to me as if my previous weeks and months in my new life were really a practice for this day when a whole new lifetime would begin. I had all but forgotten my past as the love and affection shown me now really overwhelmed me and I had no need to recall the bad times.
Being a holiday, of course the twins came round bright and early and it wasn’t long after they arrived that I was in my little matinee coat and well wrapped up in my pram for Amanda and Rebecca to take me out for a walk.
It was a sunny day, although snow lay upon the ground, but, the twins left the apron of my pram folded back and everyone we passed, stopped and chatted to the twin, wishing them a Happy New Year and the ladies gently stroking my cheeks wished me a Happy New Year too; but, they also commented upon how pretty I looked. The twins then wasted no time and made a point of telling people how Mummy had made my dress and accessories.
About an hour into my walk Amanda pointed out it would soon be time for my bottles. Rebecca leaned over my pram to put my blankets around me so that I would be warmer, placed the apron over  my pram and commented to Amanda....phewww, it is not only bottle time for her and they laughed, and  so they turned around and began to walk briskly to get me back home.
Once home Mummy was a little annoyed that I had been in a dirty nappy for so long, but the twins did point out there was nowhere warm to change me and Mummy told them they were right of course. I was then taken to my nursery where the twins were allowed to undress me, and bathe me in my little baby bath to get me all nice and clean again.
Then it was the usual procedure of zinc and castor oil cream, followed by a liberal coating of J&J baby powder; the usual combination of nappies; two folded as soakers, placed side by side within the main nappy and pinned into place. Clean plastic panties, but this time Mummy said to put a romper on me. So the twins found the prettiest one they could, put that on me with matching Angel jacket, bonnet and bootees I was all ready to go back to the lounge where everyone else was gathered.
Once we arrived in the lounge, Uncle Ted was waiting with one bottle for me while Auntie Betty had the second one waiting.
I remember hearing Auntie Betty saying to Mummy ‘I cannot believe this is a young man really, she seems so happy now’.  Mummy agreed and said who knows what the future holds for her.
It was only to be two days before the beginnings of that future would be sorted as Dr. Stone called to let Mummy know that all arrangements were made for me to go into the private clinic for further tests.
Mummy asked how long these would take and the doctor said it would just mean an overnight stay and back home the following day to await results.
And, so it happened. We went to the clinic and I had all the tests done, but mummy stayed overnight with me so I would not be afraid.
The following morning the doctor checked me and said ‘yes I can go home and Dr Stone and Mummy would have the results in a few days.
The following few days were just routine for me, but, quite a worrying time for Mummy.
It was four days later when Dr. Stone rang to let Mummy know the results and Mummy had a lovely smile on her face at the end of the telephone call.

 

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