Tiffany's Diaper Tales
                         Volume II
                      By BabyInDiapers
                     Written 05/31/2005
                        Chapter 018


A few weeks went by and things were going ok for the most 
part. I had been doing well in school and had been getting 
more involved with the youth group at church. I had been 
reading my Bible and praying almost every day for a while. I 
began to feel that God was dealing with me on something going 
on in my life. He began to show me things about why I had such 
desires to be a baby, even as a teenager. I began to realize 
that God loves me, and that I needed to love myself more. I 
began to realize that for a while now, I was not happy with 
who God had made me to be.


One night while I lay in my crib, I just began crying and just 
praying to God to hold me. I just wanted to lose myself in 
Him. I felt his presence in my room and I began to feel Jesus 
just telling me that I was fearfully and wonderfully made and 
that God knew me even before I was born and that he made me 
for a purpose. I began to just have all kinds of Bible verses 
come to mind and I felt such a peace. Still teary-eyed, I sat 
up in my crib and lowered the side rail and hopped out. I took 
some tissues from my desk and blew my nose.


I then sat on the bed in my room just thanking Him for His 
love and for helping me to realize that it's ok to be me and 
that He loves me so much more then even mommy or daddy could. 
I picked up my guitar and plugged it into my amp with 
headphones on. I began to just worship the Lord with song. I 
felt myself shaking and I was still crying, but with tears of 
joy. I began to softly sing in the spirit and to speak in my 
prayer language to God.


After a while I put my guitar down and turned off the amp. I 
crawled back into my bed. I held Mr. Fluffy, and gave him a 
kiss on his little nose. I then laid on my tummy and just laid 
there still feeling his presence all around me. 


The next morning when mommy came to wake me up, I told her all 
about the night before and how God had spoken to me and how I 
had never been in His presence in such a way, in my own room 
and by myself. During breakfast mommy fed me some oatmeal. She 
wiped my face off and then took off my bib and let me out of 
my high chair. "OK kiddo, go get ready for school. Don't 
forget to brush your teeth." Mom said as I went down the hall.


When I came home from school that afternoon mommy was in the 
kitchen making brownies. They smelled so yummy! "Mommy can I 
have one? Please?" I said. "Well I suppose you can have one. 
She said as she handed me a brownie. I was sitting in mommy's 
lap while eating the brownie. I had chocolate all over my 
hands. I waddled over the sink and mommy got up and followed 
me. She took the dish rag and rinsed it and then wiped my 
hands and around my mouth. "You're such a messy eater." Mommy 
said teasing me.


I then began to walk over to where I'd dropped my backpack 
earlier and bent over to get it. I felt mommy's hand on my 
bottom. "Mommy!" I said. "Honey, I was just checking your 
diaper you big baby." She said. I made a face at her. "Come 
here let me sniff you." "NO!" I said being very cranky. She 
pulled the waste-band of my pants and diaper back and looked 
down the back of my diaper. "Looks like mommy's not the only one 
baking brownies this afternoon." She teased as she swatted my 
bottom playfully. "But I'm not that messy." "I know, it's just 
a little poo-poo, but let mommy change you anyway ok ya big baby?" 
"Ok" I said as I waddled off to my room. Mommy changed me and 
gave me a kiss. "Have a good nap. I'll wake you later baby." 
She said as she left the room.


A while later mommy woke me up for dinner. I helped her set 
the table. I then sat in my high chair. Daddy and Aunt Kathy 
joined me at the table. Mommy was getting the chicken pot pie 
out of the oven. "Mommy I drank my sippy already, can I have 
more?" I asked. "Sure honey." Mommy came over to where I sat 
with the milk jug. She picked up my sippy cup and was about to 
pour it when the smoke alarm near the stove went off she poured 
the milk all down my front and into my lap and it ran down off 
of the highchair and puddled on the floor beneath me. "MOMMY!" 
I said as I sat there surveying the damage. My high chair tray 
was flooded with milk, as for the high chair seat. My shirt 
was totally soaked down the front and my shorts were soaked as 
well. Mommy just stood there shocked. Aunt Kathy and daddy 
began to laugh.


Dad shut off the smoke detector. It had a habit of going off 
when the oven door was left open because of the heat coming 
out of it. Mommy carefully took off the high chair tray and 
took it to the sink. Aunt Kathy slid the high chair away from 
the table so I could get out. Aunt Kathy took off my soaking 
wet shirt and pants and tossed them in the sink. I was 
standing there in a diaper while mommy and daddy cleaned up 
the puddle. Mommy also wiped off my arms and legs because they 
were sticky. Then, Aunt Kathy came back from my room with 
another shirt for me and some pants. A few minutes later we 
were able to enjoy our dinner with no further incidents.


After dinner Aunt Kathy and I went to the store down the 
street to get more milk. We got home and I went to take a 
shower. I then called mommy into my room to diaper me. While 
diapering me she apologized for spilling milk all over me at 
dinner. "It's ok mommy it was kind of funny." I said while 
giggling. "Yeah it was." She said as I stood up and let 
mommy help me into my one piece sleeper. After that, I hung 
out in the living room with my family until bedtime.


Once I was tucked in I prayed with Mommy. We thanked God for 
all the wonderful things He was doing in our lives. We prayed 
for some of my friends that I knew were having hard times 
lately. Finally, I gave mommy a hug and kiss goodnight. She 
left the room and I laid there and a song came to my mind. I 
got out of my crib and began to write the words on paper. I 
then wrote the chords down as I picked up my guitar and began
to form the song even more. 


A few minutes later mommy peaked in the door. "Tiffany, why 
are you not in bed honey? You know it's a school night." Mommy 
said. "I know, mom, but I got this song and I wanna write it 
real quick before I forget it in the morning." I said. "Ok, 
well you have 5 minutes to finish it." "Mom! Please, just give 
me like 20 minutes.. ok?"  "Okay, but I don't' wanna hear you 
being grumpy tomorrow when I get you up for school." She said. 
"Thanks mommy!" She then left the room.


I went ahead and finished it and it was really great. I then 
crawled back into my crib. I totally soaked my diaper and just 
laid there still thinking about the song. Mommy peaked in one 
more time to make sure I was in my crib. A while later, I grew 
tired and fell asleep.