I Wished For A Mommy And Got One
I WISHED FOR A MOMMY AND GOT ONE
My world started to crash the day my daddy started back at work. I loved spending time with my daddy and we did everything together. He would take me to the park to feed the duckies, and he would play chasing with me. I didn't want daddy to go to work because a long time ago when daddy did work, his friend Megan was a little bit like a mommy to me.
She would come over when daddy had to go to work, and she would let me paint and watch cartoons. She was really nice. It took me awhile to call her mommy because she didn't know how to treat me like the princess baby girl I am. But she lived too far away now to come back and take care of me.
Daddy found a new job which means he has to stay there for a few nights, which made me feel really really sad. I really wanted a mommy because if I couldn't get a new mommy, that meant I had to be a big girl. And I don't like being a big girl all the time. It's not fun because I don't like using the toilet unless it's for pooping in. And I love being held tight when I feel scared.
The night before daddy had to go to work, I started crying to him. Wishing that he didn't have to go. He let me lay in his arms crying. He wiped my tears away and kissed me on the head. It was my bed time so he picked me up and put me into our bed.
On my side daddy made a rail so I couldn't roll out because I used to always roll out. He gave me my chocolate milk in my favorite pink bottle and rubbed my forehead pushing my hair away from my face. I went to sleep wishing for a new mommy.
The next morning, I woke up to our front door opening, daddy wasn't in bed so I sat up trying to get out. But because of the blankets and the rail it was really hard for me. Then all of a sudden a lady walked into the room and rushed over to me. Her name was Georgia, I recognized her from one of daddy's friends online.
She smiled at me and said I could call her whatever I wanted while daddy was gone and said it was nice to have met me. She soon left and daddy got ready for work. I cried again and broke down on the floor. I threw a massive tantrum, one that daddy was surprised to see.
He was stern with me and told me if I was naughty, once he got back I'd have to go on a big big time out and we wouldn't go to the park for two whole weekends. I stopped immediately and just sat there whimpering.
He leans down and picked me up, he put me on our bed where he started to undress me, he took off my diaper which was still clean and told me to put my big girl clothes on.
I hated going to daddy's drawers to get my big girl underwear and clothes. I tried finding a top that had a cartoon on it that daddy got me once and I was able to find it. Daddy was running late so he quickly kissed me goodbye and hugged me and ran out the door. I stood by the door until he was out of sight.
3 days went by and I was lonely. Daddy made sure he cooked me enough foods for me to warm up but they didn't taste nice after awhile. I needed better food, but last time I attempted to cook, I burnt myself on my hand. Daddy told me to never go into the kitchen again but I wanted something good.
I turned on the stove and put a pot on it and filled it up with water. After it was boiled, I put in some pasta but some how, the pots handle got stuck on my t-shirt and when I walked away, the pot came with me, it landed on the floor, the hot water scolded my right foot. It was very painful. I cried.
Eventually I got to daddy's emergency phone and went to call for help but the operator laughed and said that they wouldn't send someone out if the pain was next to gone and there was no signs of burning. I tried calling daddy but he didn't answer. So I was left to call Georgia. Georgia came over after 20 minutes with a huge back pack and a suitcase. She knocked on the door and I let her in.
She was nice, she stopped at the shop and gotten me a nice warm container of spaghetti which is my favorite meal. She inspected my foot to make sure it was ok which it was. I enjoyed my spaghetti, with my eyes glued to the cartoons. She tried making conversation with me but I wasn't paying attention.
She could tell I wasn't paying attention so she turned it off and told me sternly that daddy didn't want me watching too much cartoons in one day. So she suggested that we went to an old park, where we there was picnic tables.
It was forgotten about and tucked away, unless you went there as a kid back many years, you'd have no idea it was there. She said that there was also a duck pond, but as soon as she said the word duck, I was sold.
She told me to lay down on the floor and she went into our room, got me a fresh diaper, a pink onesie and a pair of my big girl shorts and shoes. She undressed me and could tell I hadn't bathed in a few days.
She went to the bathroom and turned the shower on. She ushered me in and helped me shower. She didn't look like a mom to me but she knew how to be one to me.
Georgia soon towel dried me and made me lay back down in the family room. There I was sprinkled with baby powder all over to make me nice and dry. She made me lift up my bottom and put on a nice fresh diaper. Being out of my diapers for 3 days, made me appreciate them. I loved the feeling.
She put the rest of the clothes on and made me put my shoes on. She brushed my long brown hair and put it into two side pony tails with two pink bows either side. She also packed my diaper bag which was important to take and put my pacifier and clipped it on me.
We went into her car and she buckled me in and passed me a little blanket and pillow if I wished to lay down. She played some nursery songs which made me drift off.
Once we arrived, she gently woke me up. I got out of the car and looked around, the breeze was nice and the trees where swaying, and I could hear ducks. I ran to the water which made Georgia panic. I giggled at her and told her not to worry because I was a brave baby princess.
She soon made me sit down at a park bench over looking the water. She made me lay my head in her lap and she popped my pacifier into my mouth while she brushed the hair away from my face. I felt loved by her and she started to tell me that she's always wanted to be a mommy but can't have kids of her own, and that was like daddy too.
But she continued to say that once when daddy posted a picture of me, she fell in love with me and knew almost instantly she wanted to be my mommy and that I could call her that whenever I wanted. I didn't say anything because I've never had a mommy full time and I knew having a mommy full time would be cool.
Eventually we went home and she took good care of me. Treating me like a baby princess and she let me color, and play ball games outside, and we went toy shopping too. Eventually the weekend came and Daddy was excited to see me. He couldn't help but kiss my neck which always made me giggle.
Georgia promised to come back the following week whenever I wanted her to. I told her to come back on the Monday. Daddy's job was eventually too much for him so he quit after a month. I still hadn't called Georgia my mommy yet and she confined to me that she would miss me a lot. She shed a tear and walked out the door.
Just seeing her walking away to her car made me start to cry as I watched her from the front window. I started howling and banging on the window to make her come back but she didn't hear it. I started yelling out mommy to her but again, she didn't hear. She got into her car and drove off.
Daddy came running out of the bathroom and asked me what was wrong, I told daddy that I wanted mommy back, and I fell to the ground. He wanted me to feel better so he called her but there was no answer. Later that night I was still very upset. He tucked me into bed and I cried myself to sleep.
Later that night, I could hear daddy whispering to someone, and I could feel someone brushing the side of my face. My eyes were red, raw and sore from crying and you could tell that I had been crying. I heard the bedroom door close but someone was still brushing my face. I slowly started waking up, and I turned to look at who it was.
I noticed it was mommy. I thought it was a dream at first so I started to cry. She shushed me quiet and said that she was there now. I called her mommy and she was over the moon to hear me say it.
She hugged me tightly and told me she loved me. She said that she loved me very much and that she loved daddy too. Being half asleep, that lay part didn't sink in. I fell back to sleep almost immediately.
The next day, I woke up to giggling in the family room. I crawled out of the room like I do most mornings and seen daddy and mommy sitting with each other watching a funny show. Mommy seen me and clapped her hands at me to make me go to her. I didn't want to go to her because she was too close to my daddy so I went to daddy first, because that's what I always do.
He noticed my diaper was full so he picked me up and went into our room where he changed my diaper into a fresh one and put a new onesie on me. He let me crawl back out there and he sat back down next to mommy. But this time, I seen him kiss her on her forehead.
I was in shock to see what had happened, I wanted to cry but something stopped me. Apart of me knew daddy and I where still partners but since I became a baby princess, we don't see each other like that no more and I wanted daddy to be happy. All I could be was thankful that both of them still loved me very much.
So this time I went to mommy's lap where she picked me up and hugged me. She told me that she was moving in, and that the spare room was going to be turned into my own nursery where I can sleep in my own crib and all. She also said she also got some help from some nurse friends on how to start lactating.
She lifted up her shirt and placed her nipple into my mouth and squirted some breast milk into my mouth and told me to suckle lightly. It didn't taste bad and I liked being close with my mommy. I eventually fell back to sleep knowing I had a daddy and now a new mommy forever.
Written By: Laura
Age: 27