Back In Diapers Full Time Novels & Stories

I remember the first day I stepped foot into this house as a resident, I had been pregnant with Mpilo, and now I was making my comeback with him secured on my chest. A slideshow of all the memories I made in this house played in my head, the good and bad. The memory of the last time I was here crossed my mind, but for the first since it happened, I did not feel the usual surge of anger and hurt, I was just nervous at the fact that it was just the three of us, and I had grown dependent on the nurses to guide me whenever I needed help. It had finally occurred to me that we were officially full time parents.

"I calculated. Ten diapers a day per kid. 200 packs isn't much. Marion's the real nut, buying these skirts, Barbies, and the like. And he got 600 packs of diapers, emptying the store." Debra side-eyed Marion. "Why did you buy all these?" "It'll come in handy," he replied. "That will be in nine months," she said. "What's the point now?"

The twenty-two-year-old Mason stuffed his hand in his pockets nonchalantly and nodded. Then, he saw the period diaper the cashier was talking about and frowned involuntarily, “Why does it look the same as a baby diaper?” The other cashier kept promoting the stuff to him. “It’ll keep her bed clean, no matter how she rolls in her sleep. She’s gonna want to use it again in the future. Guaranteed!” Then, he pondered for a while. Perhaps the cashier was right. It could be a good choice for the crybaby waiting for him outside. However, he kept his cool, distant demeanor and didn’t keep the conversation going.

I told him as I sat in the chair across from his desk. “Are you wanting to come back full-time, or do you want to keep your schedule open? I know you don’t need to work because of your husband, but it would be nice if you came around every so often. The customers are complaining that you aren’t coming in very much.” “Actually, that was what I was going to talk to you about. Lyrek and I broke up, so I want to return to work full-time. He offered to help me financially, but I don’t want his money. I just need to find someone to watch Andrew while I am working since he won’t be at the hospital after he is cleared.”

“Sowwie, mommy.” Riko sighed as he gave her the sad puppy eyes. “Let’s finish our cookies and find our tree.” She suggested. The kids eagerly devoured their cookies and hot chocolate. Have you ever tried to help three toddlers out of snowsuits to use the bathroom? It’s not easy. Add in getting a two-month-old out of his to change his diaper and his entire outfit. Yay, diaper blowouts. Heavy parental sarcasm there.

“You’re back early. Everything okay with—” “I quit,” I said. Alex on my hip. She blinked. “You what.” “I quit,” I said. “Daycare. Effective now. I’m staying home.” Adrian was behind me. Diaper bag on his shoulder. No cameras. No phone in his hand. “Are you sure,” the cousin said. “The money—” “We’re sure,” Adrian said. “We’ll figure out the money. She needs to be home. With them. With him.” He nodded at Alex. At my stomach.

"I need to provide for star and myself, and this is the best way I can do it." My mom nodded understandingly, but I could see the concern in her eyes. "I know, Diana," she said. "But are you sure you're ready? You've just given birth, and taking care of a newborn that is not up to six weeks is alot of work." I smiled, feeling a sense of confidence wash over me. "I'll be okay, Mom," I said. "I'll make it work. I have to do this for Elijah and for myself. We need to survive, and this is the best way I can provide for us."

"Yeah, the ones that have baby shit...and how can you even breathe while holding that goddamn thing?" I chuckled at his reaction. "I take care of kids at a local orphanage in my hometown, so I'm used to this shit now." I smirked, with a shrug of my shoulders. Justin quickly grabbed the bathroom bin and I dropped the diaper inside, chuckling as he hastily closed it. "I need to get those fucking maids working here every day for Sonia and Aunt Lisa." He muttered, placing the bin on the floor. Turning my attention back to Crystal, I asked, "Why don't you call her Mom instead of her forename?"

When Jax had been admitted to the hospital I had taken a leave from my college classes. Once he returned to work part time, I had started my online classes again. I was able to keep up with the work, and quickly caught up on what I had missed. Now that Jax was back to work full time, I returned to college full time as well. Returning to classes also meant that I could return to group as well.

Danielle made a tiny sound, like a sigh. My mind went back to the last time I had to do all these- diapers, feeding, and the like. It all felt easier then, somewhat. But now, I felt like I didn't know how to do all these at all. It felt new and foreign to me. I sighed several times while in thought. I had to do it, I had no choice. A little while later, my parents showed up. Mom walked in first, holding two coffees. Dad followed her, quiet as usual. They both looked like they’d slept, but not well.