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Back to Babyhood - Part 10
Bubbles meets Megan
“OK baby - time for lunch before your afternoon nap!”
Kym lifted her new daughter and strapped her in the highchair.
Bubbles thought nothing would shock her now but she wasn’t prepared for the fact that with her reduced body mass Kym was able to slip her into the highchair with relative ease.
Once Kym had secured the safety strap and locked the tray in place, there was no way she could get out.
As Bubbles contemplated the mornings events Kym spoon feed her baby food from a jar - yuk - strained carrots!!
Bubbles tried to avoid swallowing the yukky mush by spitting it out - ending up with the majority of the food on her bib . “Ok Sweetie - obviously you aren’t hungry so its beddie byes time for you!”
Kym slipped the tray forward, released the safety harness and lifted Bubbles from the highchair.
Bubbles saw the front door open and tried to wriggle down unsuccessfully. Kym tightened her grip on her as she carried her on her hip into the nursery .
“Oh no you don’t Katie - the only place you are going is in your cot!!”
Kym lowered Bubbles into the cot, left the drop side lowered and turned to the dresser.
With the drop side still down Bubbles watched her take a pastel lemon “baby-grow” with ABC block mofits from the dresser and turn to face the cot as she unfolded it undoing the snap fasteners.
“Mummys going to put baby in a “sleeper” for nap time - we don’t want you trying to take your nappies off now do we baby?”
Bubbles heart sank. . .. it seemed that whenever she thought an opportunity might arise to try and regain some of her adult freedoms Kym thwarted her every move as if she was reading her mind.
What Bubbles didn’t know was that Maria had dealt with at least six girls who had been regressed from adult to baby over the last two years. She had fully briefed Kym on how to handle her new baby and the strategies to employ for the first two weeks until she accepted her new status as permanent.
Two weeks later. . .. . ..
Bubbles had all but given up any hope of returning to her adult life in the near future and had settled into a daily routine of waking, nappy change and breakfast bottle.
After the first week she was changed into her Kooshies trainers after breakfast and left to play outside until lunch in the highchair around eleven thirty which was always followed by a thick cloth nappy for her afternoon sleep.
As Kym more often than not didn’t bother with the potty after her one chance to use it for No 2’s at breakfast time until just before lunch Bubbles frequently had damp trainers in the morning as she now dribbled constantly. More often than not thoroughly soaked her afternoon nappy as she slept without even waking.
Around three Kym would come into the nursery and draw back the curtains letting the afternoon sun stream. Bubbles was changed into a tee shirt and training pants if she was dry or another nappy if she had wet during her sleep before being taken outside and left to amuse herself until dinner around four thirty.
Dinner was followed by a bath after which she was allowed to crawl on a sheepskin in front of the TV in just a nightie or vest for thirty minutes while Kym cooked her own dinner. Bubbles now was used to the routine that next followed of before being bundled up in double nappies and heavy duty plastic pants before being put down in her cot for the night with a bottle of formula around six thirty.
Bubbles new life as a baby had formed a regular and predictable routine - it really wasn’t that bad except Bubbles knew better - she would much prefer to be partying in Sydney with her girlfriends - here she was, an eighteen year old, playing baby in rural New South Wales.
Kym however was more than pleased - two weeks of Bubbles in nappies for her afternoon sleep and at night times had resulted in the complete loss of her sleep time bladder control.
Keeping her in a nappy most of the afternoons after she had wet during her sleep had the added bonus of not allowing her to realise she was dribbling almost constantly now and this meant her morning training pants didn’t really stand a chance.
It was only a matter of time before she would be requiring nappies 24/7 and Kym couldn’t wait to get her little one to this stage. The only time Bubbles didn’t leak now was after her bath - this was because she almost always added to the bath water !!
One month later. . .. . ..
Bubbles had lost track of time. . . it now seemed to stand still and be a constant routine of sleep, nappy changes and eating. She hadn’t been allowed to watch any grown up TV or news and had been restricted to pre- schooler programming which gave her no orientation of the days. She had tried to keep a track using a calendar Kym had in the kitchen but lost it when Kym didn’t change the month over after the first two weeks. Kym carefully trashed any newspapers before Bubbles got a chance to see them with her only reading material being the picture books that Kym gave her in the playpen or her cot.
It came as a complete surprise to her when Kym came in one morning and instead of taking the usual “sun-suit” or “t shirt and terry stretch crawlers“ out of the dresser removed her toddlers sleeper before turning and removing a new item of clothing from the nursery wardrobe.
As she approached the cot Bubbles clearly saw Kym was holding a blue sun dress with babyish prints on the hem that she had not worn before.
“Wake up sleepyhead - hasn’t my little baby had a big sleepies - we will need to skip breakfast - lets get you dressed for the day. . .. this morning Mummy needs to see some people one of her friends has told her about.
What Bubbles didn’t know, and Kym wasn’t about to tell her, was Bubbles was going to spend the morning at Day-care getting to meet some new friends.
Following the now familiar routine Kym lay Bubbles on the changing table and went to retrieve a pair of her Kooshies that had dropped into the Moses basket on the floor before she stripped off Bubbles soggy night nappy.
“Ok baby - lets go”
Kym unlocked the door and took Bubbles outside on her hip before putting her in the car seat.
Bubbles fiddled with the buckle of her car seat, unable to release it, as Kym drove for ten minutes. It was only when the car stopped that Bubbles looked up. To her absolute horror she read the sign on the building they were stopped outside.
Koala Day-care - we specialise from Babyhood through the Pre-School Years.
“Please Mummy. . . I don’t want to go here. . .. nooooo. . .”
“Oh don’t be silly Katie - you will be fine. . . Mummy’s just going to drop you for a couple of hours while she does some business and then I will pick you up again. . .. see, I haven’t even brought your nappy bag sweetie”
“Its time my Bubbles got to make some new friends of her own size”
Bubbles thought about what Kym had said - with no spare clothes she would have to pick her up before lunch. If she played it low key she would be OK.
Kym lifted her from the car and took her by the hand leading her inside the building. At the front desk Kym signed the desk register and handed Bubbles over to one of the day-care staff.
Bubbles resisted but was quickly whisked off her feet and through the glass door . . . the last thing she heard was Kym laughing with the receptionist. . .. “Oh yes. . . I’m sure she will be Ok. . .. She’s been pretty easy really”.
“Why don’t you leave her with us for the day Kym - you can pick her up around five if you like”
Kym sighed. . .. “I should have planned better Susan - I haven’t brought her spare clothes and I need to get her home for her afternoon nap”
“Susan smiled - “No problem, we can handle that, does Katie sleep in a cot or a bed”
“I have her in a cot currently - she’s still soggy after a sleep more often than not so I don’t want to ruin a new mattress”
“We can do that - we have cots for those who need them “.
“I hope you don’t mind but Centre policy here is all those in cots wear a nappy for sleep-time regardless of what their Mums do at home”.
“Oh - that’s fine Susan - do you want me duck into the Supermarket and grab a bag of disposables?”
‘No - don’t worry Kym.
I’m sure we can find a nappy for Katie to wear, she’s not that big. Meggie’s Mum brought a stack of terries in today - Katie’s about the same size as Meggie - we’ll just use a couple of Meggies terries - folded using the kite method with a soaker - they will fit Katie easily and she can use one of Meggie’s pairs of plastic pants”.
Kym and Susan watched through the one way glass viewing windows as Bubbles was taken through to the Day- care centre playroom, led out into the courtyard and over to the sandpit. There she was placed alongside another girl around the same size as her.
“That’s Megan, or Meggie as we call her. Megan wet her bed yesterday - Centre policy requires us to put her back in nappies which means she will be going back into a cot until she is dry after sleep time for a week. So your Katie won’t be alone”
The service impressed Kym - “Susan your so organised - I’ll easily get everything done by 5 - thanks for having Katie for the afternoon as well - I’ll pick her up around 4.30”
Time passed as Bubbles settled in alongside her new friend whose name she had found out was Megan. In the first half-hour she realised Megan was able to hold a pretty good conversation with her - and it took her another 30 minutes to guess why before she raised the subject.
“Megan - I’m 18 - how old are you”
‘I dunno. . .. I think I used to be 18 once but it was a long time ago”
“Can’t really remember - only some parts - like I was living in a big city - I have seen it on TV sometimes but don’t know what its called anymore - it seems I know the pictures but I don’t know the name of it ”
Just as Megan was starting to tell her more one of the Day-care staff came over and took Megan by the hand.
“OK Meggie. . . lets go Baby”
They walked off and entered the Day-care Centre leaving Bubbles alone at the sandpit.
She didn’t have to wait long before something happened.
“Ok Bubbles - you too. . .. its time for beddie byes little one”
Taken by the hand she was lead into the building.
“Mummy’s coming to pick me up ”
“Oh - there has been a change of plan sweetie - she’s now coming later this afternoon so lets get you into bed for a sleep. . . first though we are going to put a nappy on to keep the bed dry”
As she was lead into the changing area Bubbles looked up and was greeted by the sight of her friend Megan standing alongside a changing table wearing a thick cloth nappy and holding a pair of pink plastic pants.
“Meggie you know the rules here. . . you wet the bed yesterday so its nappies and a cot for you young lady until you are dry at sleep time for a week - now stand still so I can get your baby pants on”
Megan realised she had no choice and finally gave in.
Susan promptly pulled the baby pants up Megan’s legs and over her nappy.
Susan then took Megan by the hand and led her into the adjoining room. Bubbles couldn’t see in the room but assumed it was a sleeping area, she easily heard Susan talking to Megan. . . Susan was moving something, Bubbles herd a sliding sound and had no idea what it was.
“Sit still and play with this Meggie while I go and get Katie ready for beddie byes”
Before Bubbles had time to look in the room Susan approached her from behind and propelled her towards the changing table.
Clearly she had no choice, she was about to be put in a nappy by Susan.
When they reached the changing table Susan held her with one hand while she placed a pile of clothing on the changer.
Once the steps were pulled out Bubbles was propelled up them and told to lie down on her back. As she lay down her eyes made contact with the clothing Susan had placed on the changer.
She didn’t recognise the items at first until after Susan had removed her damp trainers.
“Well little lady - just as well Auntie Susan has a nappy for you mmmm. Megan’s Mummy Kate brought these terry nappies and baby pants in for Meggie to wear at sleep time after her little performance yesterday - her Mummy’s not going to know you have been wearing them - we’ll just tell her Meggies been back in nappies all day today. Aren’t these baby pants cute! - Katie is going to make a very cute baby for Auntie Susan!”
Susan continued, not expecting a response Bubbles. After folding the white terry nappy in the kite shape and adding the second as a soaker, Susan lifted Katie’s legs by the ankles and slipped the nappy under her, before pinning it tightly with jumbo snap lock nappy pins. Bubbles looked down and saw the pins were like the nappy pins her Mum used at home with her little sister, except these had safety caps that were pink. Susan ran her hand around the elastic legs bands of the waterproof baby pants ensuring the nappy was inside and let the elastic snap back against Bubbles skin as she pulled her fingers free. The effect snapped Bubbles out of her daydream.
Once complete Susan sat Bubbles up and removed her sundress before she was taken off the changer and lead into the sleep room.
In the thick terry nappy she had difficulty walking. The rustling of the heavy plastic baby pants served to remind her of her new status in life. As they entered the room, there on the other side was Megan, sitting up in a cot with the drop side safety rail still lowered.
Bubbles looked over at Megan, as she was lead to the next cot.
“OK Katie - lets make sure you are all tucked in before we pop you in your cot - Auntie Susan doesn’t want any wet cot sheets!”
Susan stopped and slid her hand into the back of the plastic baby pants that had slipped down as Bubbles has waddled in and promptly pulled them up over her terry nappies.
Bubbles decided to try and get out of the situation she was now in by reasoning with Susan.
“I don’t want to go to sleep - I’m not tired and I don’t need a nappy - I’m 18 not 3”
Susan ignored her pleas and continued regardless-. . .. . .
“Don’t be silly Katie - you are way to little to be 18 - that’s the same silly sort of things Megan used to tell me. . . I don’t know where you girls get these ideas. . . too much time talking in the sandpit maybe?
As Bubbles lay on her back Susan placed the second bottle in her and raised the drop side.
As it clicked in place Bubbles realised she was there for the duration of the sleep period however long it might be.
Tears filled her eyes as she sobbed herself to sleep.
Waking some time later Bubbles was thirsty, she sat up disorientated and went to get up until when her knees ran into the cot bars. . . the days events came flooding back to her. In the darkened room she could just make out the shape of the other cots and the sleeping form of Megan next to her.
Standing up her head came level with the top rail as she steadied herself by holding onto the bars. . . just them the door opened and Susan came in.
“What do you think you are doing little lady - I want you to lay down and get back to sleep for another hour”
“I’m thirsty - I need a drink”
Susan came over to the cot, took Bubbles hands from the bars and pushed her back onto her bottom.
“Drink your bottle baby - you haven’t even started it”
Susan released the safety catches and lowered the drop side of the cot before taking the still warm bottle of formula that was in the cot and pushed the nipple into Bubbles mouth.
With no choice but to swallow the formula as it flooded from the rubber nipple Bubbles nursed on her bottle. As she swallowed the milk her bladder emptied its contents into her nappy.
Susan waited until she was finished then took the empty bottle and placed it on a dresser before dropping some soft toys into the cot.
“If you can’t sleep amuse yourself with these baby. . .”
“I know a little girl who’s got wet pants” exclaimed Susan.
“No wonder you can’t sleep Sweetie”.
Lifting Bubbles from the cot Susan stood her on the floor.
“Ok little one - let’s get you into some dry pants and then its back to bed”
Once changed Susan led her back into the sleep room, and lifted her into the cot.
“Now little girl you have had a bottle and have dry pants so I expect you to go back to sleep”
With her tummy full of infant formula Bubbles was tired from all the attention. Her eyes closed and she fell into a deep sleep. . . some time later she awoke disorientated. . .. The sun was streaming into the sleep room . . . she then recognised Megan who was now up and standing in front of her cot.
“Come here Meggie - I need to check your naps baby”. . . its was Susan’s voice.
Susan took Megan by the hand and led her from the room.
Bubbles heard the steps to the changer being pulled out and Megan being changed.
“Nooo.. please I don’t want it . . .. noooo. . . nooo..”
Clearly something was going on next door - Megan was now sobbing but Bubbles wasn’t in a position to know why as she had no way of getting out of her cot.
Five minutes later Susan returned to Bubbles. . ..
‘Ok Katie. . . lets see how you got on shall we”
“Katie - this is Wendy - she’s going to change you while I check on Megan”
Bubbles, now back in her Kooshies trainers tried to hide her face in the changer but the firm mattress prevented her from doing so. . . she just wanted out of here as soon as possible.
As Kym carried Katie from the changing room they entered the playroom - there in a baby walker was her friend Megan.
“Kym this is Megan - Katie played with her for most of the morning”
‘Why is she in a baby walker Wendy?”
“Oh - she’ been trying to take her nappy off so we use the baby walker inside - if we don’t we end up with her naps off and the carpet gets soaked”
“Say Goodbye to Katie Meggie”
Bubbles looked back at Megan and felt sorry for her.
It could have been worse for her.
Against the wall she saw another two baby walkers of the same style, as the one Megan was strapped into.
Kym had arrived just in time to prevent her from a similar fate - perhaps if she got to Megan’s house to play they might both be able to make an escape together.
Bubbles was lost in her thoughts and didn’t notice they had left the building until Kym strapped her in the car seat in the back of the Explorer which was parked outside.
What was supposed to be two hours had turned into a nightmare - but at least she had met Megan and established that at some stage in the past Megan had met a similar fate to her own.
Now that they were friends they might somehow be able to get out of their predicaments.
Epilogue. . . Coming in part 11 Bubbles go’s to Megan’s. . . will they find a solution to their problem?
Her usual routine meant her Kooshies trainers were put on and a bottle for breakfast in her highchair. This was following by her potty time.
It had taken Bubbles some time to become accustomed to the thick flannelette lining of her Kooshies but at least they were better than being in nappies 24/7.
Today was different, she was dressed in her Kooshies and the sundress before Kym slipped a pair of white sandals on her.
Taking her by the hand Susan lead her from the room and into the changing area
Bubbles stood in front of the changing table in just her nappy and plastic pants.
She watched quietly, as Susan took a dry nappy from Megan bag and folded it.
Bubbles was about to complain but didn’t get a chance before Susan sat her up in a squatting position.
Without warning Bubbles felt Susan pull back her baby pants with one hand, while she slipped her free hand inside the plastic pants.
“Hi Wendy - I hope my little Angel has behaved herself?”
“She has been fine Kym - in fact once I changed her after her bottle she has slept solidly for the last 2 hours”
Kym wandered over and picked Katie’s sundress up from the pile of clothing on the floor.
“Ok little lady - lets get your sundress on and home for dinner - Mummy’s had a long day”
Wendy took Bubbles by the hand and then lifted her onto the changer. . . she didn’t even worry about the steps. . . before stripping the terry nappy off and slipping her Training Pants back on.
. . . Just then Bubbles heard a familiar voice - it was Kym. . ..
. . . She’s in the changing room Kym - yes just go through - Wendy is just taking her sleep time nappy off. . ..
Bubbles sat up in her cot and watched as Susan grabbed Megan and pulled back her plastic pants.
“Oh Meggie you are sopping!!! Just as well your Mummy brought your Terries in - and I thought you were a big girl now - it looks to me like Meggie’s still a Baby?”
“Ok - lets get you changed before you get a rash”
With her nappies now clean and dry Kym slipped a pair of super-soft white plastic pants and a pair of cotton booties on Bubbles before sitting her up.
As it was her intention for Bubbles to go to her cot straight after her lunch Kym had used a double nappy when changing her.
Bubbles felt the thick nappy pushing her legs apart as she sat up and was unable to bring her knees together.
Things were going from bad to worse.
As Kym stood her up she found that the thick nappies had the desired effect -
Bubbles couldn’t easily walk and had to “waddle” like a duck.
Megan struggled as her caregiver attempted to dress her in the baby pants.
“Noooo. . . no nappy. . .. take off”
Bubbles watched as Megan tried unsuccessfully to push her nappy down but it was tightly pinned around her hips”
An assortment of bins contained powder, rash cream, wipes and disposable nappies.
Bubbles expected she would be made to wear one of the disposable nappies that were in the plastic box in the left bottom corner. . .. She was wrong. . ..
“Now its sleep time for you little ladies...”
Susan popped a pacifier in Bubbles mouth, lifted her into the cot and lay her on her back.
Bubbles watched as Susan turned and left the room, only to return in a few minutes with two baby bottles of formula.
She observed as Susan lay Megan on her back and popped a bottle in her mouth until she began nursing from it. . .. “Good girl Meggie”
Susan raised and locked the drop side on Megan’s cot and moved over to Bubbles.
Meagan saw was leaving for the day and looked down - she wasn’t too happy
“Bye Katie. . .. it was fun wif u”
“me too - I like u Meg”
“I’ll give you Megan’s Mums phone number Kym - I know she’s been looking for a friend for Meggie and the girls got on OK today”
‘Thanks Wendy - that will be great won’t it Katie?”
Susan lowered the drop side and reached in to lift Bubbles from the cot.
In the process she slipped two fingers inside the leg elastic of Bubbles baby pants and felt her damp Terries.
“I though so! - More damp pants!
Looks like we need to dress you the same as your little friend Megan” Susan lifted Bubbles from the cot and
carried here to the changing room next door.
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