So I’m a busy, busy person typically. I have a full time job, full time school, and a number of other responsibilities outside of those two. I also don’t live alone; I have a roommate which means that while I can have some private time, what I do during it can be somewhat limited. However, here at the end of the year I not only had two weeks off from school work, but I also was going to have the apartment all to myself for those two weeks as my roommate was flying home to spend Christmas with her family. I decided to take two week off from work with my paid time off and have a mini vacation at home in baby land.
I prepped by ordering plenty of diapers. I really like softness and padding along with the crinkle sound disposables make, so I ordered some of Bambino’s bellisimo diapers. I also ordered some thinner, more discreet diapers in case I had to go out. Experimenting at home is one thing, but having a big, poofy rear out in town was a bit much for me. I also splurged and ordered plenty of little girl clothes. Lots of dresses, skirts, leggings, rhumba diaper covers (with frills, because of course), one pair of overall shorts (pink), some cute footie PJs and even a little maid outfit for any housework that needed to get done. I had a lot of money saved up if you couldn’t tell. I tended to lean towards darker hues than most sissies, opting mostly for purple and black rather than pink and white. Because that’s just me. Still had plenty of skirts and frills, though.
I also set some rules for myself:
1. Once the first diaper went on, I was not allowed to go without diapers. No potty, just diaper dependent. That means I would both wet and mess them. This includes if I had to go out for anything, as well. No holding it in, if I had the urge to go I was required to go.
2. While I was at home, I had to wear little girl clothes at all times. If I went out, I could dress in my grown up clothes but I had to be diapered underneath them.
3. If I wasn’t using my mouth for something, I had a pacifier in it. My favorite purple pacifier remained around my neck the entire two weeks, even when I went out (it was hidden in my sweatshirt).
4. I was allowed to watch movies, TV, and play video games. However, I limited myself to anything PG or under in terms of movies and TV and anything rated E for everyone on games. I watched a loooooot of Disney, My Little Pony, and played a lot of Nintendo games over those two weeks.
5. I’m a bit of a foodie, so I could not limit myself to just baby food or I’d go crazy. I was allowed to eat grown up food, but I tried to lean it more towards child appealing food. Anything I had to drink was required to be in a bottle, and I had to eat at least one jar of baby food a day.
I started my little adventure Saturday morning. I spent it on the couch in my PJs with a cute kitty cat on the butt watching MLP. I’m not going to go into a day by day description because that would be tedious, but I will give some observations and events I either liked or are worth highlighting:
-About three days in, I decided to double up on the bellisimo diapers for extra padding. I love cushion, softness, and padding and I had more than enough diapers. The added thickness certainly made any baby like waddle I engaged in that much more authentic. ^^
-While I tried to stay home the whole time, I did have to go out for milk and other things four times. I can honestly say I was quite nervous during these moments, but they were largely uneventful. I kept my hood up and if anyone noticed they didn’t react to it. On the third trip I did wet myself while in the checkout aisle. This was a week and three days in so I was pretty used to just going when I needed to, so it was surprisingly easy to do. Was both nerve wracking and liberating.
-I never had any issues with wetting myself. While the first few days messing my diaper was pretty gross, I got used to it pretty quick and got pretty good at changing myself afterward. During the second week I was vacuuming in my cute maid outfit, humming a Persona tune and I just stopped in place, filled my diaper, and then continued vacuuming without stopping humming. I had a giggle fit after. I can honestly say that if it wasn’t for the social stigma and cost, I could live comfortably with incontinence.
-On the fifth day I woke up having wet myself in the middle of the night without realizing it. Made my heart beat pretty fast at first as I was worried about leaks and if that would continue afterward. Fortunately there were no leaks. I wet my diaper in my sleep two more times over the two weeks, and the next too times made me giggle fit and kick my feet.
-Baby food isn’t yummy for the most part. After the first few days, I eliminated stuff like mashed peas from my baby food stores and focused more on sweet things that were reminiscent of apple sauce. I’m glad I left that rule fairly open. However…
-Surprisingly, the hardest thing to do this two weeks was limiting what I could watch or play in terms of media. I need my big library of movies and games and I very nearly broke that rule on the second week. I held on, though. Next time I’m not limiting myself that way.
I ended my little vacation Saturday morning two weeks later. It was fun, but I had to get the smell of baby powder out of the apartment before my roommate got back. The whole place smelled like a nursery. She got back on Monday and seemed to be none the wiser to my surreptitious infanthood.
In terms of the following week, I’m happy to say I didn’t wet the bed in my sleep at all. I do get the urge to just go freely now and then, but I have enough mental blocks there to prevent it from just happening. I have quite a few diapers left over and all of my baby clothes are in a box in the back of my walk in closet, all folded up and ready to be worn when I feel like it. Still not going to be wearing diapers in public unless I’m on a baby holiday, and even then I’ll probably limit myself to wetting and only if I have to go. Next time will be a blast and I can’t wait for it again!