Tiffany's Diaper Tales
                         Volume  I
                      By BabyInDiapers
                     Written 10/27/2003
                        Chapter 073


I woke up the next morning. Teala and I were still in the 
crib. We never woke up from yesterday evening. We both needed 
a diaper change. Tammy was laying on the bed. She had a soaked 
diaper too. Teala changed her. She was pretty upset still she 
cried while she got changed. Teala then changed me. I 
comforted Tammy. Teala went to the bathroom to change her own 
diaper since mommy wasn't home. I went to see daddy. He was 
awake and sitting at the kitchen table. "Hi daddy." I said. 
"Hey. Did you sleep ok last night?" "Yeah. I'm hungry though." 
I said. "Ok let me fix you some oatmeal. He said while 
rummaging through the cupboard to find it. "Where does your 
mommy keep it?" he asked. "Over there, behind the cereal box." 
I said while pointing. He heated it up and then put some milk 
in it. Teala came out and fed me. She was taking things pretty 
well. Tammy however, seemed partially regressed. Teala helped 
her eat too. All three of us girls were in diapers that day.


After eating, we drove down to the hospital to see mommy. She 
was awake. "Hi mommy." I said as I sat on the edge of her bed 
and leaned down to kiss her." "Hi baby." She said softly. "I 
glad you ok now mommy. I was so scared. I love you so much. I 
glad you alive." I said while a few tears came to my eyes. "I 
know baby. I love you too. I'm glad that God protected me." 
She said. Tammy came over and laid her head next to mommy's 
shoulder. She just cried. "It's ok baby. Mommy will be ok." 
Mom said. "I know but I was scared when they called me at work 
and said you were shot." She said while still sniffling. "It's 
ok baby. Shhh mommy's ok now baby." She said while she reached 
her one arm up to hold Tammy. Her other one she couldn't move 
to good because her shoulder was sore from where they went in 
to pull the bullet fragments out from around her choler bone.


Teala came up and gave her a kiss on her cheek. I glad you 
feel better mommy. I was so scared yesterday." "Honey I'm just 
glad you and Tiffany got me in the car and that you drove me 
to the hospital. You saved my life honey." Mom said as she 
smiled. "I guess. I was just so scared. I drove over 100 miles 
an hour too. It was scary. I know God was really with us." She 
said. "Yes he certainly was, and still is." Mom said.


After we visited a while we went back home. Emily and Laura 
came over. We played for a while. I was feeling better now 
that I got to see mommy. She would probably be in for almost a 
week to make sure everything was ok. The one bullet damaged 
her stomach lining and they were going to do minor surgery to 
fix the hole. Also the one that is lodged in her heart cracked 
one of her ribs so they had to make sure that was ok as well. 
They had mommy on a lot of pain killers so that was probably 
why she seemed a little spacey when we went to see her. Emily 
and Laura left to go home for dinner. Tammy and I took a nap 
together in her room. Teala was swinging outside on the 
swings. Daddy was making some dinner for us girls.


After dinner Tammy bathed me and Then Teala got her bath. 
Tammy took a shower and then we sat in the living room. We 
prayed again for mommy to continue to get better. Daddy tucked 
all of us in. We all slept in my room. Tammy again wore a 
diaper. She had been wetting a lot at night lately. It had 
even been more often since mom was in the hospital.


I said my prayers again. I realized that sometimes tragedy and 
hard times bring us closer to God. It's to bad we aren't as 
close to him when things go well. I'm sure He gets sad 
sometimes when we don't talk to him. I really learned a lot 
the past couple years. I cuddled with Mr. Fluffy and went to 
sleep. Tomorrow was church. We had a lot to be thankful for.




I woke up in a wet and messy diaper the next morning. Tammy 
got up and helped me out of my crib. She laid me on the bed 
where she had been sleeping. She was in a diaper and T-shirt. 
Her diaper was completely soaked. Teala was sitting up in her 
crib looking over the side rail. "Good morning." She said. 
"Hey Teala." Tammy said while wiping my icky messy diaper butt 
clean. "Tiffy poo-poo in her didee." Teala said. "Yes, she 
sure did." Tammy sighed as she finished wiping and then 
powdered me. Teala hopped out of her crib and then changed 
Tammy's diaper. We got dressed for church and then had 
something to eat. Later we drove to church. We were a little 
to late for Sunday school because we overslept. The sermon was 
really good. The pastor called our family down front to have 
people pray over us and for mommy's healing. They anointed 
daddy with oil to stand in proxy for mom to receive the full 
healing. We prayed for a while. The Spirit of God was really 
moving. Tammy also asked the pastor to pray for her about a 
couple things. He laid hands on her. In the middle of his 
prayer she fell backwards and hit the floor.


I had seen this happen to a few people at church before. So I 
wasn't too worried. I stood there for a while as a lot of us 
were up at the front of the sanctuary just standing around and 
praying and singing songs in the Spirit. We went into over 
time but it was so awesome no one wanted to leave. A while 
later Tammy got up off of the floor. She began to speak in 
tongues! It was really weird sounding. I knew all about this 
sort of stuff because they taught us about it in Sunday 
school, but I hadn't been to a service where someone received 
the Holy Spirit before. I could feel the joy of the Lord 
welling up in me. I knelt down again and just gave thanks. I 
knew God was going to use our family for something special. 
Some sort of ministry. The thought kept echoing through my 
mind. I realized that it was God giving me a vision for our 
family's ministry. I stood back up and asked the Pastor if I 
could share a word that the Lord had given me. I spoke it over 
Tammy, Teala and Daddy, right there in front of the whole 
church. I never usually was bold like that. It had to be God.


Tammy testified that she had received the Holy Spirit and she 
knew that the power of God was moving through the service and 
now in her life. Now she had the power to walk victorious in 
her Christian life. I could even see her face had changed. She 
had a different complexion. We didn't leave the church until 
about 3 that afternoon. We weren't even hungry until we got 
into the car. Then we stopped at Mc. Donald's drive-through.


When we got home we all ate. I decided I wanted to take a nap 
so Tammy put me down for a nap. Teala decided she wanted to 
watch cartoons and cuddle up on the couch. Tammy went outside 
to the tree house to be alone with God. I found out later on 
that while praying in the Spirit, she had received 
confirmation of the vision I had received about our family's 
ministry. That night when we went to visit mommy in the 
hospital we told her everything that happened. She was very 
thrilled to hear how great things were at church.  She herself 
hadn't received her prayer language yet. Tammy laid hands on 
her in the hospital. She began to speak in tongues too!


Soon we had to leave. Mom told the nurses to take her off of 
the pain meds and that she wanted to go home. She told them 
that she was healed. They ran a few tests the next day and 
determined that she had fully recovered. The doctors were in 
awe. They told her that it was a miraculous recovery, and that 
they'd never seen such a quick one as this. Even her fractured 
rib had completely rejoined and healed. The only way you could 
tell what happened to her was from a couple scars, and the one 
bullet that she still had in her.


We stayed home from school Monday. The principal insisted that 
we take some time off due to all the stress. Also over the 
weekend the police had found the man responsible for shooting 
mom. They called daddy Monday night and told him. Teala and I 
had to go down to the police station Monday to identify him. 
Sure enough they had him in the line up. There was no mistake. 
I had seen him twice. "It's that one." I said as I pointed to 
number 4. They had daddy fill out some papers and then we left 
the station. Daddy took us out to Dairy Queen to have some ice 
cream! Mom stayed home. They told her to rest more even though 
she was healed. So she just took it easy for a couple days.


Tammy was so much more happy lately. She was still her silly 
old self, but some things had changed. It was a good change. I 
knew our family was going to have a wonderful future. God had 
protected us in so many ways. I thought back that night, as I 
lie in bed of all the times when we barely escaped death and 
danger. From Teala, to me, to mom. The devil did not want our 
family to stay around for God to use us.


As I finished thinking about all that had happened, I closed 
my eyes. I wet my diaper and held Mr. Fluffy. I fell asleep 
and slept so well. All things worked together for good. I was 
so happy. I woke up again to wet again. Then I fell back 
asleep. Sometimes I would wake up to go in my diapers but most 
times I wouldn't. Even when I woke up, I felt so at peace. It 
didn't take long at all to go back to sleep.


Wednesday came and we went back to school Everyone was glad to 
see us. Everyone in my afternoon class gave me a card. They 
were all glad my mommy was doing better now. I couldn't help 
but tell them how God had healed her. It was so awesome. At 
lunch I sat with Robert and all my other friends. Robert had 
been out of town until last night. He had no idea what 
happened until I told him at lunch. "Oh honey, I wish I could 
have been there for you." He said as he gave me a big hug.


"I know Robert, but its ok God was with me, and my whole 
family." I said. "Yeah, and I'm glad too. I am also glad they 
got that guy who did it too." Yeppers. I have to testify in 
court during the trial since I saw him even before the 
shooting." I said. "Are you nervous?" Angela asked. "Well, Not 
really. Ever since church on Sunday, I've been filled with 
more boldness. Did I tell you what happened to Tammy this 
weekend? It was awesome. She received the Holy Spirit." I said 
excitedly. "OH that's cool. My cousins are Pentecostal." 
Angela said. "Yeah so is my grandmother." Robert said. "I 
wanna come to church with you next week." Laura said. "Ok sure 
that's great." "Me too! My parents are gonna bring me though." 
Emily said. "Cool." Just then it was time to go back to class.


After the afternoon classes were over I went to see Miss Megan 
to get my diaper bag and so on. She also went to my church so 
she knew everything that had happened. I had seen her from 
church on and off through the last few years, but I didn't 
realize she would be my school nurse. I went back to class and 
then the bell rang. We hopped on the bus. I felt a lot safer 
going home this time. That was one less bad guy on the 
streets. I went home and hugged my mommy. She took me to my 
room and breast fed me. She knew that I needed to be comforted 
by her. Not so much because I was upset, but that I just 
needed to be nurtured and cared for. She rocked me gently as I 
suckled on her. Then she laid me on the bed and put Mr. Fluffy 
next to me and tucked me in so I wouldn't roll out of bed.


Mom was feeling so good that she cooked dinner for us. It was 
really yummy too. When Tammy was bathing me after dinner she 
asked me if I wanted to receive the Holy Spirit. I told her 
that I prayed about that before but it didn't happen. She told 
me she had been reading some verses that talked about laying 
on hands to receive it. After she got me dried off and in my 
jammies she sat with me on my bed. She put her hand on my 
shoulder and the other one on my forehead. I closed my eyes. 
She prayed over me. We prayed for a while and then Tammy began 
to pray in the Spirit. Then she told me to just open my mouth 
and let my prayer language just come out.


 I began to talk baby talk at first. "No, Tiffany, you're 
trying to hard, just let it happen. Just let the Spirit do the 
talking." She said. I just stopped for a second. Then I felt a 
warmth in my body. All over from my head to my hands and in my 
tummy. It was a pleasant warmth. I opened my mouth and began 
to pray in tongues. Daddy and mommy came in to the room and 
knelt down and began to pray with us in the spirit. Daddy had 
always had his prayer language for a long time. He never 
usually used it in front of people. The only reason to use 
tongues in front of church or other people, is so that you can 
say something for an interpreter to translate. That is for the 
building up of the whole group. But prayer language, or 
praying in the Spirit, is between you and God. Sometimes in 
small groups with people who are close to you, it's ok to all 
pray in the spirit for each other and so on.


Teala stood at the door. She was really amazed. She had not 
been in church as long as we had. So she didn't really know 
completely what was going on. She stepped into the room. Dad 
stood up and raised his hand up and as he was about to put his 
hand on her shoulder to pray for her, she was slain in the 
spirit. Just as Tammy had been at church on Sunday. I went to 
her and prayed for her to receive it. She soon came out of it 
and began praying in tongues as well. We continued to pray 
both in the spirit, and in regular language, and also quietly. 
The spirit of God was moving in that room. We walked from room 
to room and just prayed God's blessing, anointing, and 
protection on the whole house.


It was past my bed time when we had finished. Mom changed me 
and tucked me in. Tammy and Teala both went to bed. Teala 
stayed awake a while praying softly. I didn't mind at all. I 
was feeling the power of God still too. I finally did fall 
asleep. I slept like a baby in the arms of her mother.




Special Note (from Tiffany): I know to many readers they may 
not agree with such things as speaking in tongues, or other 
things regarding the Christian faith, but these are things 
that happen in my life and I always tell the story just as it 
is. It took a hard time to get our family to re-focus on God, 
but don't wait for something to happen, just pray to God now. 
You're only one step away. Don't let the devil tell you that 
you can't go back to God. He loves you. I know some of you 
won't agree with all that was in this chapter. I know it is an 
issue that confuses many people. But it is biblical. We can 
all get along even with different beliefs. I just have to keep 
telling my story. I am thankful for every reader. So, please, 
stay tuned for more of Tiffany's Diaper Tales!         (hugs)