You slip into the nursery in the morning. Your little boy is asleep, his blanky a tangled mess at his feet. In the soft lighting of the room, you can already see that you were smart to put him in a night diaper: he soaked it while he slept and needs a morning change.
It feels to me like the daddy to an adult baby or ‘little’ boy has all the pleasure and joy in the relationship.
There are moments with a little guy that are almost heart-breaking they seem so wonderful: there’s the way his eyes droop closed as you give him his bottle, there’s the way he wraps his arms around you … Read the rest
It’s mid-afternoon. The weekend. You decide to put your little boy down for a nap but he kicks up a fuss. It occurs to you that even though he’s your little boy he’s also an adult baby and maybe adults don’t NEED naps.
No matter how much daddy might try, he’ll never be able to prevent the occasional night time diaper flooding.
As a daddy to adult babies and diaper lovers, this might cause some distress. Maybe the diapers aren’t the right kind, they weren’t taped up properly, they need extra boosters or your little guy was already wet when you put him … Read the rest
It’s Saturday morning in the adult baby nursery. The light coming through the windows shows it’s a sunny morning, but it isn’t too bright – the pale blue curtains keep the room comfortably darkened. The night light doesn’t seem as strong in the day, but it still accentuates the bars of the crib and the change table.