My Loving Mommy
MY LOVING MOMMY
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What I want to say first is that my story ends very well as it was a long struggle before. It was a rough road and I am living a very happy life now.
When I was younger my birth parents put me up for adoption after I suffered a neck injury when I was only 2 years old. They found out it would be too much trouble and couldn't handle my medical needs. I did have siblings as well, and am glad to have been adopted to the right parent.
Her name is Karen and had some form of cancer in her ovaries that made her unable to give birth. She was married and when her husband found out she divorced him. I never did see her date anyone.
Due to the injury I was unable to speak until I was 8 years old and I was slow to physically do other activities or take care of myself. So I was treated as an infant until I reached the age of 14 when I was able to attend school but still in the special classes.
The school allowed me to graduate high school but the classes had little to offer and I had no intentions to ever attend any college. It was always too embarrassing because along with my kidneys always being weak one part of my body never grew after the neck injury so I never properly developed through puberty.
My height reached a few inches taller than 5 feet tall with a skinny frame and after years of therapy and rehabilitation I was functional enough to use the toilet by myself at the end of high school but I was too scared to interact with most people so I didn't have very many friends.
I was completely incontinent until I was 14, I would have some accidents, but it wasn't bad. When I turned 18 I became very depressed and started wetting the bed often and not even wanting to leave home or attend therapy. I was very unhappy and the only times I went out was for doctor's appointments.
One day when I wet the bed my mother threatened me that if I was going to wet my bed like a baby then she would treat me like one. I cried and told her how bad I felt, and how no girl would ever want to marry me. After I told her that I wanted to be left alone and die, she did something to me.
I've never seen her this angry in my life, she picked me and spanked me across her lap. Legally I was an adult, but she knew that mentally I was still a fragile child. She gave me some tough love and said until I proved myself as an adult that she would treat me like a baby.
I was still physically unable to run faster than her and I wasn't very educated enough, the school system didn't teach me anything other than to be nice to people and my education wasn't better than basic skills. She made a deal that I had to keep attending therapy, I had to stop wetting the bed and if I passed the GED test I would be treated normal again.
At first I thought it was a threat until I found out she did research, no more hospital diapers or depends, she found higher quality diapers that lasted all day. I would try and use the toilet but she took the bars out and would have the door locked so I was unable to go in time. I was unable to make it in time and use the toilet properly.
This was nothing new because I was only out of diapers for a few years but it was embarrassing. I would even ask her if I could wipe myself but she didn't let me and said I needed to study and finish therapy.
The worst part was when she found a way to lock the refrigerator and made me drink from bottles that were big enough for adults, and sometimes she would put milk inside knowing that it gave me diarrhea.
When I turned 19 they made bambino diapers that had printing on the front to make me feel even more worse. It was when I took everything more serious and started learning along with talking more on the phone because I always talked slow and had trouble pronouncing some words.
It was also hard to understand how sheltered I was until I started to meet people outside and hear how they talk and what they do, that's when I know how dumb I really was because I thought I knew everything.
My therapy and rehab worked out very well, to the point I can now even go to any gym and use most of the equipment they have and my voice sounds normal. I failed the GED test the first time I took it but I did pass it the second time. I have also passed all of the basic college classes because I wanted to keep learning and feel normal.
When I finally got my GED results and certificate in the mail my mother opened the letter and cried. She told me that she was so proud of me but sad because of what she did to me. I told her that I would have given up a long time ago without her always there for me.
I started to get out more and felt normal after I received my drivers license. It was good to enroll in college and get to fine some jobs and talk with people who may become friends with me. When I got home one day I saw my mother cleaning some things out of our home.
She said that I was grown up now and didn't need all of the baby items that she had stored away. I gave her a hug and told her that she makes me feel safe. If she wanted me to be her baby it would make me feel happy because I know she's my mommy and really loves me and was the only one who was there for me.
I took my changing blanket out and laid down on it till she walked to the living room. I could see her holding back tears when she pulled out a fresh diaper and undressed me, still lifting my rump off the ground and humming along soothing melodies as she cleaned me up and taped my diaper shut.
We have grown much closer as the years went by, I still take classes and have been very happy. I try to keep working out to be normal in public and better myself. What I suffered from was bad but I'm better now, and I have enjoyed diapers all my life so if I keep it private in my own home why would I quit now?
I tell my mommy about my school days and after she gives me a bath and gets me nice and padded I get to sleep next to her to snuggle and be bottle fed. Her last birthday I gave her 2 presents, her vacation to Paris that she always wanted and my gag gift was a onesie for me. I love my life with my mommy.
Written By: LittleNelNel