Recollections Of An Adult Baby
Colin Milton
Copyright Colin Milton 2011
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Contents:
A Visit to Auntie
Jill's
~ a story of an adult baby's big day out
The Babysitter
~ a story of a special babysitting service
My Mummy in America
~
a personal account of the development of Baby col-col
Loving His Nappies
~ a short story of nappy loving
Infantilism
~
a personal account of the development of Baby col-col
Rebirth
~
a short story of an emergence from the rubber womb bag
A Visit to Auntie Jill’s
"Jill! Lovely to hear from you! How are you today?" At the sound of Mummy's voice, I instinctively turned towards her. I was on my back on the play mat while Mummy was relaxing after feeding and dressing me. The telephone had rung and Mummy had answered it. As she chatted she continued to watch me and smile at me... occasionally blowing air kisses to keep my attention on her.
"Yes. I'm fine too. Busy with the baby of course but fine. I've just fed him and got him changed and dressed... yes, he's playing here on his mat.... Well, I think we're just going to have a quiet day today. I might take him out later depending on how tired he is. I'm taking the dog for a walk soon so the baby will probably fall asleep as soon as we get back!" she laughed to herself.
She listened as Jill spoke. "Yes! That would be perfect! You haven't seen the new baby yet so that would be fine! Shall we say around 11ish? I'll need to get his bag and things sorted out but we'll be there later. Lovely. See you later then. Bye!"
She placed the phone beside her on the arm of the chair and leaned forward - almost over me. Her hand reached over and rubbed my tummy.
"Mummy and baby are going to go and see Auntie Jill today. I've told her all about you and she's looking forward to seeing you."
Mummy sensed my reticence from the look in my eyes. She smiled and reassured me. "You don't have to do anything baby. Don't worry. Mummy will make sure you look gorgeous in a lovely new baby onesie. Auntie Jill will think you're just such a cutie!" and she laughed at the thought.
I watched from my prone position as she stood up. "Stay there baby. Mummy is just here." She took her coffee cup back to the kitchen, replacing it neatly on an immaculately clean bench top.
She turned, smiling down at me and picked up the telephone once more. Mummy dialled a number with the thumb of one hand, simultaneously picking up a baby toy and putting it into my hand, encouraging me to continue playing.
"Gwendoline? I'm going to take the baby out this morning. Collect us at 10:30 prompt. I'll have a couple of bags with things for the baby so do make sure there is enough room!" She paused and listened. I could faintly hear Mummy's maid’s voice but could not make out any other word apart from 'Mistress' punctuating the end of each sentence.
"I'll see you shortly then. Goodbye" Mummy put the phone down and turned to me. Looking down as I played for her.
"What shall I put you in then eh?" she teased. "You've got to look your best for Auntie Jill haven’t you? A pretty newborn summer dress? There's a lovely one in white with little pink bunny rabbits on it that would be just right if we were to sit in the garden...and it has a matching sun hat too!" She saw the look of concern on my face and laughed.
"Oh don't be upset darling! Mummy won't put you into that straight away but I’ll have to have a change of clothing for you in case you make a mess! Now, Mummy is going to get a clean suit for you. Does Mummy need to fasten baby's pandies and tootsies then?" She looked questioningly at me. After a moment's thought she simply moved closer
to me and rubbed her nose against mine. "No, I don't do I? You know now that you just have to lie there like a good boy." She kissed my cheek and went to the wardrobe which held all of my baby clothes. The only clothes I had now. I lay quietly - anticipating what the next few hours might hold.
I didn't have to wait long as Mummy returned with a baby blue onesie decorated with white baby toys. It had a white 'Peter Pan' collar and poppers across the shoulders - in the same style as new-born clothing.
"This should be just the thing!” Mummy said as she undressed and then redressed me.
As we were to be going outside, Mummy put a pair of elasticated trousers on me. "Don't worry! Mummy will take them off when we get to Auntie Jill's. I know you want her to see your lovely baby clothes..." I cringed with embarrassment but it was heavily tinged with excitement at the thought of another lady cooing over me and laughing at my clothing and recently imposed state of regression.
"Now then... What else?" she looked around her. Picking up the baby bag, she looked through its contents, checking them to herself. "Bottles of baby milk; juice; four jars of food... Bibs… spare dummy. Nappies; plastic and rubber pants; rattles; toys; teething ring; bonnet and, of course, restraints!" She laughed to herself as she zipped the bag shut. "I don't know! The amount of things a Mummy has to think of! A baby just doesn't know!"
I watched as she brushed her hair and checked her make up. Even in my baby state I knew I was in the presence of rare beauty. Beautiful in all ways.
The doorbell rang suddenly. The gentle vibration fading as the bell ceased to swing. Mummy paused...rechecking her appearance ...and went to the door.
As she opened it I saw Mummy's maid, Gwendoline, waiting for permission to enter.
"Oh, it's you! Not before time. Go and wait in the car Make sure there is nothing on the back seat. And put this in the back window." She passed her maid a pale blue 'Baby on Board' sign. "I'll just finish getting the baby ready and will be there in a moment.”
"Yes Mistress." Gwen responded and turned on her heels. Mummy closed the door firmly and turned to me. "Right! Let's get your reins on and then Mummy will get you into the car!"
I turned and looked wide eyed at Mummy, stunned at the idea of being put into baby reins and taken outside. My shocked expression was to no avail. She simply laughed and teased me saying "Oh you really are a silly little baby aren't you? You think the whole world will be looking at you on your reins being held safe by Mummy. You have to have your reins on because Mummy is taking you outside and you are too young to be just holding Mummy's hand...and that's that."
She knelt beside me and began to ease my arms into the leather harness. The piece of lemon leather across my chest proclaiming 'Baby' to all. The straps were pulled tight and my wrists fastened into the cuffs on the front of the reins. "To stop my baby from fidgeting!" Small padlocks were placed through the hasps on the reins and clicked shut.
Within seconds the walking rein was clipped to the harness and Mummy encouraged me to stand. She looked me up and down and checked that my face was clean with a final rub with a saliva moistened finger. Clasping the reins in one hand, she lifted the bag containing all of the baby items over her shoulder and tugged me firmly towards the door.
Mummy opened the door and gently tugged on the baby reins indicating it was time to go.
I must have looked nervous as Mummy paused for a moment and studied me.
"You are going to do this col-col. You don't have a choice. Stop fussing so much!" She said with more than a slight edge of impatience.
She picked up a small, pale blue, furry bunny rabbit toy - a pram toy really - and gave it to me. "Here. Cuddle that. It'll make you feel better" she said, almost dismissively - more focussed on making sure everything was in order for the trip than to pander to her silly, fussing baby at that moment.
I clutched the soft toy to me and stepped cautiously through the open door into the sunny front garden.
"That's a good boy. Now stand still for Mummy while I lock the door." I stood, as if frozen to the spot...as if standing still would render me invisible.
I quickly scanned my surroundings - sure in my own mind that I was being watched by at least 100 people...all laughing at the baby reins I was wearing and which Mummy was still gripping tightly.
"Come on then sweetheart. Time to go in the brum-brum!" I squeezed the soft, cloth rabbit and gingerly began walking in front of Mummy towards the car. I was ware of the slight strain on the reins which Mummy was applying to ensure I did not get too far ahead.
"Stay close col-col. Don't try and run ahead - there are cars on the road. Gwendoline? Open the door and help me get the baby into the back seat."
As we approached the car I could see sunshields on both rear side windows. Both were printed with bright, colourful images of Winnie the Pooh characters.
As Gwendoline opened the passenger side rear door I saw a baby mobile stuck to the window, little gaily coloured animals swinging freely from it. The pale blue 'Baby On Board' sign now adhered to the rear window.
"In you go little one!" Mummy said. I clambered onto the back seat and Mummy climbed in beside me. I was sitting behind Gwendoline, expecting that I would be fastened in with a seat belt at any moment.
I sat waiting quietly, studying the leather harness across my chest as Mummy organised her bags. I watched as the baby bag was placed on the floor between the two front seats. I noticed that Gwendoline was still outside of the car - clearly more aware of Mummy's plans than I was.
Once Mummy was settled, she patted her lap and said, "Come on baby. Come to Mummy and then I can nurse you on the journey." I looked at her disbelievingly, but it was clear that this was no idle instruction. I manoeuvred my body around so that my head was cradled in her left arm. Gwendoline passed Mummy a small pillow which she positioned under her arm for additional support.
Mummy tapped my legs and thighs to indicate that I needed to curl up to her more. As I did so, Mummy smiled at my obedience and patted my nappied bottom gently by way of congratulations and reward - checking automatically that the elastic leggings of the pants were sealing the thick nappy effectively around my thighs.
Gwendoline leaned over and reached around Mummy and I, pulling the seat belt around my back and clipping it into the seat belt socket.
"There now! Baby is strapped to Mummy! Isn't that lovely?" Her soft voice resounded in my ear as I rested on her chest, the warmth of her clothing and softness of her body calming and exciting me simultaneously.
Gwendoline placed the bag of baby things on the seat behind my thighs - within easy reach of Mummy.
I gazed lovingly at my Mummy. She was the absolute centre of my world. She smiled at me and crinkled her nose to make me smile. It was easy to return her smile. I was blissfully happy in her arms.
"Who's Mummy's good boy then? Who's Mummy's best little boy then?" she rubbed my tummy gently as she spoke.
The car door closed firmly, setting off movement in the mobile which swung slightly above my head. Instinctively, my head turned towards it, much to Mummy's amusement. She laughed at my automatic response and reached across with her free hand to jiggle it once more.
"Oh Gwendoline! You should see col-col's face! He's just seen the little animals on his mobile! I think he likes it!" she chuckled.
"Oh I am glad Mistress. Perhaps it might keep him happy during the journey...or send him to sleep?"
"Oh I'll keep him happy. I've got some bottles here and his dummy. We'll see how he goes. He seems quite happy at the moment... Do you know how to get to Lady Jill's Gwendoline?"
"Yes Mistress."
"Very well then. Off we go."
Gwendoline started the car and Mummy looked down at me, widening her eyes in mock excitement.
"Oooh! Isn't this an adventure baby? Going out in the car with Mummy and Auntie Gwendoline? You look gorgeous in your new baby outfit! Auntie Jill is really looking forward to seeing you!"
As the car began to move, Mummy squeezed me to her and gently stroked the side of my face, encouraging me to relax more. My eyes were transfixed on Mummy's face. Less than twelve inches away I did not want to look at anything else. Occasionally I was aware of the baby mobile swinging in my peripheral vision but my focus was on my beautiful Mummy.
She regularly looked down at me and smiled... accompanied by a gentle patting of my thickly padded bottom... I cuddled into her allowing the full weight of my head to be supported by her arm and the pillow beneath it.
The journey progressed and I had no real idea of time or where we were - even the childish comment of "Are we there yet?" was denied me.