Baby of the family [Julians tale] [07] -- (Author) kiri
Baby of the family [Julians tale] [07] -- (Author) kiri
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Author: kiri
Timestamp: Sep 16, 2021 at 4:58 PM
Content: Hi everyone,
I don't know why I was thinking about my grandparents' 50th wedding anniversary the other day, but somehow I (once again) felt like adding a personal experience or two to an episode. Before you ask - Yes, we had a similar celebration more than 20 years ago and yes, I was in diapers then too. I was a bit younger than Julian, although actually too old for diapers too. Estelle is pretty much like my own grandma in her ways (though my grandma's name is different) and there was (and is) a Vivian too.
As always, I do appreciate any criticism, but even more your own impressions and snippets of thoughts. So please, feel free to share.
At this point shout-outs to Giacomo (A cool author on a German platform and, I think, not yet an adisc member.) who helped a lot with brainstoming for the scenery.
Have fun reading,
kiri
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Author: kiri
Timestamp: Sep 16, 2021 at 4:59 PM
Content: Baby of the family
It's just after 4 p.m. on a Saturday in September. Paul, Nora, Evy and Julian are sitting side by side in a pew, listening to the last words of the sermon celebrating Paul's parents' 50th wedding anniversary. Besides them and the pastor, there are 98 other people in the church, the bride and groom and their 100 guests. A few minutes after the organ music fades, everyone moves in a metal caravan of countless family cars to the former industrial site just outside the city limits. Juli's grandparents have rented an old manufacturing hall that has only recently begun its second life as a banquet hall. Where heavy agricultural machinery was once assembled by hand, they now feast. Its restoration was completed only this year. Small oil flares line the path from the meticulously maintained gravel parking lot to the entrance. At the front of the hall, which has otherwise been completely replaced by glass, two 4-meter-high gates lead inside.
High brick walls frame the huge hall. Fifteen round tables, all elegantly set, line up along the sides. Uncovered black metal beams form the ceiling structure. A fire blazes in a huge fireplace, centered in front of a side wall, effortlessly providing heat for the large room. The floor is made of polished, jet-black soapstone. The scent of the past - a potpourri of soot particles, industrial grease and metal - hasn't quite disappeared, but is overridden by sizzling bacon and onions. The kitchen appears open through a huge serving hatch, but is not completely exposed to view. While countless industrial lampshades dangle down between the struts, creating warm light, the chalky white ceiling is illuminated in pink.
The room gradually fills with guests. The murmur of conversation mixes with the clink and clang of glasses and soft music wafting from hidden speakers. Two huge, wide-open, metal double doors lead to the checkroom, restrooms and a small adjoining room. Nora is among the first to find a seat at a table near the fireplace and laughs when, almost at the same moment, her sister-in-law and mother-in-law make themselves comfortable next to her. As much as their husbands love socializing, the women enjoy the quiet, peaceful comfort.
"Oh, you brought a diaper bag too, Nora?" asks Estelle with interest.
"Yep." Nora replies and pours water into three glasses.
Gratefully, the old lady accepts the tumbler and takes a sip. Through the huge glass facade, they watch many of the men toasting Ronald, Estelle's husband. Some of them are smoking cigars. Nora waves to Paul, who is standing next to his father, laughing happily. Estelle smiles gently at Nora and places her right hand on her daughter-in-law's right hand. Everyone around them seems glad that the bustle is dying down and all the guests are starting to relax. The tables all around fill up.
"Did Evy also get a diaper on again today, just to be on the safe side?" asks Estelle after a few quiet moments to start a conversation.
She knew Vanessa had done it that way with her other granddaughter, and looks gently back and forth between her two daughters-in-law. Nora laughs and sheepishly scratches the back of her head.
"No, no. Evy's our big girl, but Juli's having a lot of accidents again during the day…" she explains eventually.
"Juli? Is he ill?" Vanessa asks immediately, concerned.
"No, no. His pediatrician suspects he's on the verge of a growth spurt. And until things get better, he's back in diapers during the day now, too."
Vanessa and Estelle nod in understanding. With their eyes, the women search their surroundings. Finally, they spot almost all of the grandkids in front of a giant flat screen at the other end of the hall. Nora recognizes the video game immediately.
"Too? So, it's not better at night yet either?" continues Estelle.
"More like the opposite. His Pull-Ups have been leaking so often lately that we switched back to Pampers. They still fit just fine. And besides, I don't have to take his pants completely off during the day to change him." Nora explains.
Vanessa raises an eyebrow in fascination.
"You mean Juli is wearing real diapers again 24/7 right now? No Pull-Ups?"
"Yes, just regular Pampers. All the time, everywhere."
"And he just goes along with that?"
"There was a lot of crying the first few times he was diapered, but by now he's accepted it. It's not a punishment, after all. We just don't want him walking around everywhere with wet pants."
"My poor sweetheart. But you're right. A wet diaper is certainly better than everyone seeing his accidents right away." Estelle rejoins the conversation.
"Now that you mention it, you can actually tell that his bottom is a little bigger. But if you don't know, his diapers aren't obvious under his pants, are they?" notes Vanessa.
"True. But it's not that practical at home. If we don't see them all the time, we sometimes forget that Juli is wearing a diaper..."
"I can believe that right away," says the older lady.
"That's why he almost only wears leggings or tights at home."
Estelle and Vanessa nod. Again, they all take a sip of water.
"So, what's it like diapering your big boy again?" asks Vanessa.
"Actually, I really enjoy being able to take care of him some more..."
Nora aborts her sentence, looks sheepishly at the other women and sips her water. But Vanessa and Estelle don't look surprised or disapproving; instead, they nod sympathetically and invitingly. Nora takes a deep breath and continues.
"…and fortunately, Juli is not that tall yet. He even fits on our old changing table without any problems. Basically, it's pretty much the same as changing an ordinary toddler. Except Juli is more well-behaved and cooperates better... at least once he gets his pacifier."
"Oh my goodness. Is he still taking those from Evy?" laughs Estelle.
Nora grins and shakes her head. She has to laugh because she realizes how often she had had one and the same conversation with all kinds of people in the last few days. And not a single one had told her so far that Paul and she had made a wrong decision. Quite the opposite. Everyone immediately had the same image of the sweet, helpless little boy in their mind's eye.
"Nope. By now he has his own again. In a way, that was a reward for letting us put Pampers on him again." she explains.
Nora opens the diaper bag. Vanessa and Estelle watch curiously as she rummages through it and after a short while pulls out a pacifier. She holds it by the chain. The soother dangles happily back and forth. It's a normal pacifier, like the one Vanessa's daughter still uses from time to time. A cheerful snowman laughs on the ice-blue mouth plate. 'Julian' is engraved in large letters on the colorful wooden beads of the chain.
"How cute is that! A fitting reward..." giggles Vanessa.
"That's what Paul said, too! But that's where my munchkins are pretty much alike. Without a pacifier or a bedtime bottle, they're both not going to sleep these days."
"Juli gets a bottle again at night, too?"
"Yes. But not just at night. At home, they both drink almost exclusively from bottles."
"Why didn't you say anything, Nora? I'm sure they have bottles for little guests in the kitchen here, too..." Estelle chimes in.
Nora laughs and shakes her head.
"But that's not necessary, Mom!" she says.
"Nonsense! We want everyone to feel at home!" objects Estelle.
Nora grins, thinks for a moment, but says nothing more in response.
"Oh God, then it really is like you have two toddlers at home right now," Vanessa continues their conversation a moment later.
"Yeah. Except I don't have to change my four-year-old's diapers anymore."
"Fair point. What's that like for Juli? I mean, being diapered even though his little sister doesn't need Pampers anymore?"
"I'm not entirely sure about that at times. Some days I almost think he likes not being 'big brother' for a change. And Evy, of course, is super-proud. But she's handling it really great. She has never teased Juli. I guess it's because she thinks she'll get to keep her pacifier longer that way..."
All women nod and chuckle.
"And when he has to go to the restroom? Do you always go with him then?" Vanessa asks.
"At home, yes. Well, if he lets us know in time. But when we're out, he's wearing his potty. Then we just check a little more often to see if he needs a fresh diaper and change him when he needs it."
"You check his diapers? Doesn't he tell you when he has had an accident?"
"Sometimes he does and sometimes he doesn't... More and more often I think that a wet diaper doesn't bother him at all. Actually, I'm almost certain that he has intentionally wet his diaper more than once at home, without saying anything." Nora laughs.
"My oh my..." Estelle chortles.
"Yep. So we're not taking any chances there. Speaking of which, it might be time to check again." Nora laughs.
"Good idea! Wilma might be due, too."
"Juli, sweetie, come over here. I need to see if you need a new diaper." Nora calls out in the direction of the children.
"Wilma, you too!" Vanessa calls right after.
Fifteen feet away, Julian, who had been sitting on cushions on the floor between his cousins, immediately jumps up. With bright red ears and panic-stricken eyes, he runs straight to his mother, desperate for her not to call him like that a second time. But the damage had already been done. Almost every one of the other kids had heard Nora. Many of them look after him in wonder. Most of them are younger than Julian. While the only two older girls grin at each other and snicker afterwards, nine-year-old Vivian runs to follow Julian and Wilma.
"Mom!" the boy squeals reproachfully but in a whisper.
"What's wrong, snuggle bunny?"
"Do you have to say it that loud?"
"Hmm? That I want to check your diaper? This is your family, sweetie. We don't have any secrets around them. Besides, Aunt Vanessa is checking Wilma right now, too."
"But Wilma is four..." whines Julian.
Estelle stands up and rubs him lovingly on the back.
"So what? Evy is too, isn't she? But if someone still needs diapers, they'll be checked. Your mom can't go next door with you every time, can she?" she chortles.
"But not here..."
Julian looks at his grandmother with watery eyes, but doesn't even get to finish his sentence. Nora has already unbuttoned his chocolate-colored corduroy pants and pulled them down to the back of his knees. She pushes his still neat shirt up a bit and examines the condition of his underwear. Anyone looking in their direction at that moment can clearly see the heavy hanging diaper in his crotch.
"Nonsense, honey! Now please don't whine anymore... Especially when you need a fresh diaper so badly!" his mother replies gently but sternly.
"Why does Juli wear a Pampers, Aunty Nora?" asks Vivian, intrigued.
"Because he still wets his pants too often, Vivi-bug." Nora chortles.
"Oh? Isn't he too old for that?"
"Actually, he is, but..."
"Can I help change him?" the nine-year-old interrupts her downright excitedly.
"No!" shrieks Julian indignantly.
Nora smiles at her niece, who is a good three inches taller than her son, but after a moment gently shakes her head.
"I'd rather not sweetie. But once I have cleaned Juli up in a bit, you can help me and keep an eye on his Pampers. This one almost leaked."
"Mom!" Julian squeals again, this time much louder.
Tears roll down his fiery red face.
"Oh, Juli. Now don't cry!" purrs Nora.
"The same goes for Wilma. It would be sweet if you watched over her today, too, Vivi." Vanessa warbles.
"Aw great! I will!" exclaims Vivian, happily skipping back to the other kids.
"There's a changing room by the bathrooms, girls." explains Estelle to her daughters-in-law, again lovingly stroking Juli's back.
"Thank you, mom. Are we going together, Nora?" asks Vanessa.
"Sure!"
Nora is amazed as she opens the door and enters the diaper-changing room with Vanessa and the children. The small room shares the same industrial design as the rest of the hall. Air floods through two tilted windows in the brick wall, which are much wider than they are high. On the left side is a spacious sink - rectangular and made of snow-white ceramic. Brass-studded cross knobs with porcelain inlets inscribed 'Hot' and 'Cold' control the faucet. A 2-inch-thick oak board protrudes into the room from the right wall. It measures a good 50 by 35 inches. The steel rods on which the plate rests at both ends leave no doubt about the construction's stability. Below the changing table is a cigar-shaped metal trash can that opens and closes with a pedal and is the same shade of petrol as the doors to the anteroom. On top of the wooden board lies a thick, soft changing pad. Happy squeaky owls laugh from the white vinyl towards them. Although its design seems like a stylistic break in the overall picture, the changing pad is the only object in the room that assigns it a clear purpose.
"You guys go ahead and take the changing table. We can swap Wilma's pull-up standing up, too," Vanessa chortles.
"Thanks, that's sweet of you!"
Although Wilma balked, her mother had folded her skirt up and ripped open the sides of the not-so-wet pull-up even before Nora had lifted Julian onto the changing table. Almost in the same motion, Vanessa threaded the little girl's feet into a fresh pair of panties and pulled them back up.
"Wow, you guys are fast!" marvels Nora.
"Well, a skirt and training panties…" replies Vanessa contentedly.
Julian had pushed his lower lip forward indignantly at the fact that the four-year-old was getting a Pull-Up while he was sitting on the changing table, waiting for his baby diapers to be changed. But this time Nora doesn't think twice and gets his pacifier out again.
"Open your mouth, sweetie!"
Julian wants to object, but his mother's stern look is unmistakable. He opens his lips and immediately feels the soft teat on his tongue. Almost at once, his little body relaxes. His heartbeat slows down and the blush gradually disappears from his ears. He closes his eyes, lies back and exhales audibly through his nose.
"That binky works great!" laughs Vanessa.
Julian knew what commands his mother was about to give and obeyed almost as if in a trance.
"Now lift your bottom for me. You're doing great, sweetie!" croons Nora.
He notices his mother smiling as she unbuttons his pants and pulls them down again. He doesn't put up any fight and remains patiently in the bridge position. She lovingly strokes his bare thighs. Julian grins and chuckles. He can't help squirming and is unable suppress his laughter. The hairs on the back of his neck stand up, his muscles tremble, and he notices the pleasant warmth rising in his cheeks.
"Don't tickle me, Mommy!"
Nora smiles at him. She grabs a fresh diaper and routinely pulls it apart. Given that Julian has only been diapered full-time again for a few days, Nora herself has a hard time believing how much she's already gotten used to it again. Even though Evy has only been dry during the day for six months, Nora has missed taking care of a child so much. For her, it just feels right to change Julian. Of course, she knows how much older than the four-year-old he is, but after all, it hardly shows. She hums unconsciously as she places the clean Pampers under him and undoes the tapes on his wet diaper.
"Why are you so happy, Mommy?" asks Julian in wonder.
Nora pauses for a moment and looks into his bright eyes. She rolls up the wet diaper and lets it disappear into the diaper pail. She wipes through his crotch and over his bottom with three wet wipes and gives him a gentle pat to signal that he can now lower his bottom. Sweet scent fills the entire room as she powders his crotch. She pulls the front of the baby diaper onto his belly, smooths it out, and closes the tapes almost centered on his belly button. Once again she can't help but grin, since the Pampers fit him so well, as if they were made just for him.
"Because you're my good baby, sweetie!" Nora eventually replies softly.
"You really are!" agrees Vanessa immediately, praising him.
"Hey, I'm not a baby!" Julian whines in a huff.
Nora smirks at him. She taps the pacifier in his mouth and pats his freshly diapered bottom before pulling his pants back up.
"Of course, you're our big boy, Juli," Nora coos.
Instead of lifting him back onto the floor, she takes her son in her arms. He snuggles close to her and wraps his arms and legs around her body. He rests his head on her shoulder as Nora carries him back to their seats. During the short walk, Nora playfully and tenderly caresses the back of his head. By now, Paul and a few other adults are waiting at their table. Before Nora sits down again, Paul takes the little boy from his wife. Immediately, Juli clings to his father. He giggles as he feels the inspecting pats against his rustling bottom.
"Did mommy change your diaper, buddy?" asks Paul gently.
"Uh-huh." he mumbles.
Only now does the boy realize he's still sucking on his pacifier. As he's about to reach for his mouth, Estelle calls from across the table.
"Keep the pacifier in, sweetheart. If you still pee in your pants, you can have a binky, too. Now come over here and let Granny have a look at you, Juli." Estelle warbles.
She smiles at her grandson with loving eyes and holds out her arms as if demanding a hug.
"Granny!" squeals the boy.
"Now, now, don't argue. And Nora... why don't you hand me some tights from his diaper bag? Home is where the family is, darling," the old lady declares, as lovingly as rigorously.
Paul laughs, puts his son down and ruffles his hair. He attaches the pacifier's chain to Juli's shirt and kisses his forehead. And because the little guy doesn't get moving on his own, he gives him an encouraging pat. Estelle gives her grandson a long, loving hug, strokes his cheek and kisses him on the head. Without much ado, she unbuttons his pants and takes them off in one go, along with his red sneakers. The boy is so perplexed that he doesn't react even when she peels the colorful socks off his feet. Apart from his shirt and the fresh diaper now completely naked, Julian stands shocked between the adults, almost in the middle of the hall. With the routine and combat experience of a mother of four and grandmother of nine, Estelle prepares the equally colorful striped tights that Nora had handed her across the table and lifts first Julian's left and then his right foot into them. She pulls his tights up over his padded bottom and gives her grandson a satisfied pat. It rustles.
"Now that's a comfy outfit, huh, sweetheart? And like this nobody will forget to check on your Pampers. Don't you worry about a nasty wet botty anymore." Juli's grandmother coos with pure love.
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Author: kiri
Timestamp: Sep 21, 2021 at 4:13 PM
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Bonobo2301 said:
Good job. I just need to read through the older stories lol
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Thank you!
I deliberately write the episodes so you don't have to read the other parts. But of course I'm happy if you want to anyway!
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Author: kiri
Timestamp: Sep 21, 2021 at 8:38 PM
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pierrylouys said:
really curious if we gonna see a episode showing his family having a vacation in someplace where juli can be himself without a care if anyone gonna recognize him
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Well, why don't you take a shot at writing such an episode I'd love to read it.
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Author: kiri
Timestamp: Oct 7, 2021 at 7:27 PM
Content: Thank you