Natalie's Baby Shower

I woke up in my cot on Saturday morning. Today was going to be the baby shower. Christina decided to throw me one so she set it all up and had me invite whoever I wanted to come so I invited someone I knew online who is bowel incontinent like me and I invited Daddy’s ex-wife and my sister in laws, my aunts, my female cousins, and my mother in law. I would invite guys too but then that would be too many people. But only half were coming which was fine and I wanted to invite Grandma but Christina told me it wouldn’t be a good idea because she has Alzheimer’s and this would be too much. I don’t think she would know how to play the games anyway. Besides she doesn’t even know who we are. Dad says she is already gone. Now only her body needs to catch up.
I felt the baby moving. I enjoyed the feeling while it didn’t hurt. Sometimes his moves are real uncomfortable because he is so rough. He also likes to push on the wall of my uterus or push on my rib cage. Daddy is so lucky he doesn’t have to deal with any of this. I definitely am not going to miss being pregnant this time like I did with Alex.
I got up and climbed out of my cot and got on my computer. I surfed the web and then I went downstairs to eat some breakfast. I had Raisin Bran. They call it a different name here but I call it Raisin Bran because that is what we called it in the states. I poured myself some milk and sat down and ate. After I was done, I went back upstairs to my room and went back to my computer. Soon everyone was up. I could hear my cousin downstairs and her kids. Daddy was up too.
I had to change my nappy because it was all wet and smelly. I studied myself in the mirror. My belly hung out of my nappy like a baby. The nappy was way below my belly button. I felt the outside of it and played with it. I grabbed a clean nappy and went in the bathroom. I changed and put rash cream around my bottom to avoid a nappy rash. I wiped my finger using the wipe and I sat up from the toilet and put the nappy on me. I threw my wet nappy away. I put my pajamas back on.
I checked on Alex to see if he was up. His bedroom door was open so that meant he was out. I went downstairs. Haley and Alexis were watching TV and Haley was also playing with her toys while Alex was playing a game on his tablet.
“Kids, you’re all going to have to get dressed today,” said Christina.
“Where we’re going?” Alexis asked.
“Nowhere, today is Natalie’s baby shower so we will have company here so everyone must be dressed.”
“That includes you,” Daddy told me.
He also felt my crotch. I think he was making sure I was dry.
“What’s a baby shower?” Alexis asked.
“It’s when people come over and they give me presents for my baby and there is cake and games we play and food,” I said.
“No, it’s where you invite your friends here and they all bring you gifts to welcome your new baby and you all socialize and visit and have a good time together,” said Christina.
“Why?” Alexis asked. “Why not just invite them here all you want?”
“Because we want new gifts for our baby so we wouldn’t have to buy them,” I said. “Same reason why you do birthday parties so you get more presents.”
“No it’s so you can socialize with your friends and family,” said Daddy.
“You can do that anytime,” I said.
“Birthdays are only one time a year so it gives everyone an excuse to get together and visit,” he explained.
I brought Alex to the toilet when he got done with his game. I had to change his pull up and I pull his trousers back up.
Christina made her kids get dressed later on. She told them to go upstairs to get dressed.
“Why are you making them get dressed, the baby shower doesn’t start until two,” I said.
“I don’t want to nag them later when it gets time,” said Christina. “Spit spot girls.”
Haley and Alexis headed upstairs.
“Natalia, you should get your son dressed,” said Daddy.
“He already is,” I said.
“I meant put different clothes on him. He had that on yesterday.”
“No one is going to know except us,” I said.
“Natalia.” Daddy got up and walked over to me. “Do I need to punish you?” he asked in my ear.
“No,” I said.
“Then get different clothes on him.”
“Okay fine,” I said.
I kept looking on youtube online and reading webpages.
“What are you looking at?” Daddy asked.
He saw what I was reading and saw the video I was watching.
“You read weird stuff and watch weird stuff,” he said.
I kept watching the video about capital punishment and then I watched another capital punishment video. I went back to reading about the dumbbell murder.
“Natalia,” said Daddy.
“Hold on,” I said.
Daddy walked over to me and took my computer.
I had to get Alex changed. After I was done getting him dressed again, I went back to my computer.
“Natalie, we should have this house cleaned for the baby shower,” said Christina. “So I need you to help me. You too Steven, the more help there is, the sooner we get it done.”
“Okay, what do you need me to help you with?” Daddy asked.
“Well I need the bathrooms cleaned and the floors swept, and all the rugs vacuumed and I will work on the dishes.”
“Natalia, you get the broom and sweep,” Daddy told me. “I will get the toilet.”
I got the broom from the kitchen and I swept the floors. I picked up the dirt using a dust pan and threw it away. Daddy was cleaning the bathroom down here.
“I need the rugs vacuumed,” said Christina.
I got the vacuum from the cupboard and I plugged it in and vacuumed. I vacuumed the living room and the dining room and the stairs and I vacuumed the upstairs hallway and the upstairs to Haley and Alexis’s room. Then Daddy was cleaning the upstairs bathroom but he left ours alone.
“Natalia?” Daddy called after I was done vacuuming.
“What?” I said.
“I need you to take the rubbish out of here,” said Daddy.
I went in the bathroom and Daddy pushed the waste basket over to me. I picked it up and took it outside. I dumped it in the outside dustbin. I brought the wastebasket back inside. Christina mopped the kitchen floor and mopped the hallway after I came back inside.
“Natalie, check to see if the windows need washing.”
I looked at all the windows on the main floor.
“Do you see any finger prints?” Christina asked.
“Just some,” I said.
“I need you to grab the cleaner for it and wash them off.”
I got the paper towel and got the window cleaner and I sprayed the hand prints and wiped them off.
“I need to use the mop now to wash the bathroom floor upstairs,” said Daddy.
“It’s in the kitchen by the fridge,” said Christina.
Daddy walked through the living room and dining room and got the mop and he got it wet and put some soap on it and brought it upstairs. Christina dusted and I got done with the windows.
“Anything else for me to clean?” I asked.
“Um,” said Christina. “Not that I know of, you can help me set up your baby shower.”
She went upstairs and came back down with ASDA bags. She set them on the kitchen table and took stuff out. I saw what she bought. Haley and Alexis gawked.
“What’s all that?” Haley asked.
“It’s stuff for Natalie’s baby shower,” said Christina.
She opened something and took out a banner. “I need your help hanging this up,” she told me.
She unfolded it and she got the tape and I held the other side while she hung one end up in the dining room and then she walked over to my side and took the banner and hung that side up. It was all yellow and blue and the words on it said “congratulations, it’s a boy.” It was hung over the double dining room doors that led outside to our garden.
Daddy was done cleaning again and Christina told him we needed him to go get the cake. She told him the store and the location and Daddy left to pick it up.
Christina took out a plastic table cloth and it also had boy colors with airplanes and teddy bears and trucks and it said on it all over “it’s a boy.” Then she got out the paper cups and plates and set them on the table with plastic forks and spoons. She also set down the napkins. The napkins and the cups and plates and smaller plates for the cake all said “welcome baby boy.” It also had boy colors and a blue choo choo train. She also got out the soft drinks and set them on the table.
Haley and Alexis were looking at them all and Haley tried to touch the plates but Christina told her not to and they were for the shower. Then she took more stuff out of another bag and it was more baby shower stuff. “Does anyone want to help me fill these?”
I looked at them and I saw they were tiny bags with candy dummies in them.
Christina had also gotten tiny things to put the goodies in and she asked me if I wanted to help her put them together.
I watched how she did it and then I picked one up and folded it together. We put each candy in it. We also had chocolates with the blue wrapper on them with white polka dots. Haley and Alexis each put one of each in each bag and closed it. We had three candies each in each one. We worked in an assembly line. Christina and I put the boxes together and Haley and Alexis put the goodies in them and Christina would close them. Then we left them on the kitchen counter.
Christina then took out pin the tail game. I saw it was pin the nappy pin on the nappy. The picture had a fake baby on it with a nappy and it came with all these fake pins.
“Where do you want to hang this?” Christina asked.
“On the wall right here,” I said.
Christina taped it to the dining room wall right by the kitchen and living room and left the nappy pins on the kitchen counter.
Then Daddy came home with the baby shower cake and I saw it and it said “Congratulations, it’s a boy” and it had baby things on it like the blue pram and a fake rattle and bottle and dummy, baby cot and rocking chair. It also had a baby on the cake too laying in the pram. The whole cake resembled a baby’s nursery with the words spelled out on the floor.
“Where do you want me to put this?” Daddy asked.
“Put it on the table in here?” said Christina.
Daddy set it on the table in the kitchen.
“Did you order a pizza yet?” Christina asked.
“I never did,” I said.
“No I haven’t,” said Daddy.
“Someone do or else it’s only we have cake and ice cream,” said Christina.
“Ice cream?” said Haley.
“It’s for the shower,” said Christina.
“I’ll order,” said Daddy.
He went in the kitchen and looked in the drawer for the number.
I went back to my computer.
I was so excited for my shower.
“Okay, all you kids will need to be upstairs while we have guests here,” said Daddy while on the phone.
“Natalie, will you be kind and make the kids a snack?” Christina asked.
“Nooo, she will give us boring food again,” said Haley.
I waited for Christina’s reaction.
“Oh stop, I am too busy to make you kids anything so I am asking her to do you kids a favor or would you rather go hungry?”
“She gives us the same thing,” Alexis whined.
“When was the last time she has given you food? It won’t be the same again.”
“What should I give them?” I asked Christina.
“We have apples, oranges, banana, yogurt, crackers, cheese, bread, jam, peanut butter, peas,” she replied.
I looked in the fridge and looked at the food picking out what to give the kids. I had not done this in a while so I was thrown off.
Daddy got finished ordering because he said “thank you” and hung up. “They should be here in forty-five minutes.”
“Not bad,” said Christina.

I took out the baby carrots and the yogurt. I set them on the table and took out the cheese. I made sure to wash my hands before handling the food. I put two yogurts on two plates, I put on a few slices of cheese on each plate, then I put some carrots on each plate and set them on the kitchen table.
“okay, snack’s ready,” I called.
Haley and Alexis saw their food.
“Boring,” said Haley.
“Hey, is that a way to say thank you?” Christina scolded.
“She never makes us anything good,” said Haley.
“That is good food there, oh my gosh,” Christina was shaking her head. “You did a good job Natalie. My kids are just being picky.”
“She didn’t give us a spoon,” Alexis complained.
“So go get one,” said her mother.
Alexis had to go get a spoon.
“Hey you forgot me,” Haley cried.
“Go get your own,” her sister told her.
I went back to my computer while the kids ate.
“Uh Natalie, did you forget someone?” Christina asked.
“No.”
“Uh he is upstairs.”
Oh Alex.
“Christina laughed.
“You remember my kids but you forget your own,” she said.
I had to make him his lunch now and it was the same thing I always gave him but not every day of course because I rotate. We had Alex’s section in the fridge to make it easier for me. I brought the food up to Alex, I didn’t want him to see the baby shower stuff because who knows how he would take it.
“Alex, I have your lunch right here for you,” I said as I set the food on his desk and I left his room.
Haley and Alexis got done with their snacks and they went upstairs. Daddy was in the living room using his own computer on the coffee table.
The battery was low on my computer so I went upstairs and got the charger and brought it down and plugged it in. Daddy then grabbed me and pulled me on the couch and started to feel our baby.
“Are you excited?” he asked.
“I can’t wait for this to start,” I said.
Our baby moved in my belly. I felt he was taking a stretch because he was pushing on the wall of the uterus.
“Well, everything is set up,” said Christina. “Now I will relax before the guests get here.”
She sat down and watched TV.
I started to poop in my nappy. I could feel the pressure and I couldn’t give it a push or else Daddy would know what I was doing. The iron pills made me constipated so I took stool softeners for constipation but at least they made my bowels harder so it wouldn’t come out as quickly but instead it would come out slower and I even had to give it a push or else it would be stuck in there and only part of it would come out. Back when I got really constipated because of the pills, I didn’t go at all for a few days and then it would be uncomfortable and I would stick my finger up there and feel a hard stool and it made me wish I could just poop my nappies again like normal even if it meant having public accidents. I have experienced constipation when I was a kid too and it was always painful because my butt would hurt and my lower back and my stool would be hard and my mother always had to give me something to make it softer and she would also make me drink water and give me foods like prunes or grapes anything with fiber. Now I felt I was in my childhood again so I complained to the doctor about it and how uncomfortable it was having to feel it in my ass and asked if this is what it feels when people have to go poop and he said “yep.” So he prescribed me a pill to help with it and gave me a list of foods to eat to help with it and other instructions for dealing with constipation and what products to avoid and what I could use. At least it has helped so I still poop uncontrollably but not as well. I have actually pooped my nappies on purpose rather than doing it in the toilet because I am so used to doing it. Then the rest comes out like it was a blockage. It wouldn’t matter if Daddy knew but I couldn’t imagine anyone else knowing except for other AB/DLs. They would probably think I was lazy so I was just taking advantage of my nappy.
So I had to let nature take its course and just leak it leak out of me slowly than forcing it out. Daddy had his arm around me while he had his hand on my belly.
“You better get dressed,” said Daddy.
I was still in my pajamas and in my robe. I had a good excuse to leave. I got up and headed upstairs. Once I got to my bedroom, I started to push the load out trying to get it all out into my nappy just to get it over with. I could have taken it off and do it in the toilet but it needed to be changed and I was already pooping and I didn’t want to get the mess on my pajamas or on my robe or get it on anything. I still took off my robe and pajamas and I pushed again and the poop came out and then the rest slipped out when I stopped pushing. I felt relief and I stayed in the same nappy. I picked up my 3DS and I checked in on Pokemon Shuffle to get 500 coins and then I did the Nintendo Badge Arcade. I did the practice run to try and win a free play so I could get a badge from the machine. So far I had over 500 badges.
Not too long later, more poop entered my nappy after I had gotten out the blockage.
Then someone came to the door but I stayed up here. I figured it was one of the guests for the baby shower.
“Natalia?” Daddy called.
“What?” I shouted in my room.
“Natalia,” Daddy called again.
I heard him coming. He opened our door and saw me in my nappy.
“My mum is here,” he said. “You look so cute in your nappy.”
He looked at me and then he said “You’re messy, get on my bed little girl.”
I laid down on his bed and Daddy got the stuff. He put the under pad under me and he took off my nappy. He grabbed some wipes and started to clean me up. He rubbed the wipe on my pussy and in between the creases. Then he lifted my legs in the air and wiped my butt hole.
“You did a big one in this nappy, this must have been two days’ worth of poop,” said Daddy. “I can tell you had a blockage because this poo here is hard and the rest is all runny.”
“I can’t wait until this baby comes out,” I said.
“I know. You only have a month to go.”
“I hope he won’t come late. It would be great if he came early like Alex did.”
Daddy used a few wipes to get me all cleaned up and then he rolled my nappy up and set it on the floor and he unfolded the clean nappy.
“Is my little girl ready for her clean nappy?” Daddy asked.
I panted like a dog. I needed that nappy on before I have an accident.
Daddy lifted my legs again and put the nappy under me and he put them down and he put rash cream on me and rubbed it all over and then inside my nappy. Then he put the nappy on.
“Steven?’ Pam called.
“We’ll be right out,” said Daddy.
I got off the bed and put on some clothes.
“You go ahead and I will catch up,” said Daddy. “I have something to take care of.”
“Oh my nappy,” I said.
“No, blue balls.”
I left our bedroom and left Daddy to take care of his balls.
“Oh hello in here,” said Pam in Alex’s bedroom.
Alex started to act up.
“I think he wants to be left alone,” I told her.
“I was just seeing him. I mean he is my step grandson.”
“But you walked in his room so that was a change in his environment,” I said.
“What is Steven doing?” she asked.
“He got blue balls,” I said.
“Oh I heard enough, tell me no more,” said Pam and she was laughing.
I wondered why she was laughing but I didn’t care. I always make people laugh.
I went downstairs.
“You got dressed, good,” said Christina.
I saw Pam’s baby shower gift on the coffee table. It was in a gift bag with tissue paper. I peeked inside it and saw the clothes and a pack of wipes.
“Do you want anything to drink?” Christina asked.
“No thanks,” I said.
“You need to drink something so you won’t get dehydrated and have false labor. I’ll give you water.”
Christina went in the kitchen to get me a cup of water.
I got on my computer again. Christina came with a cup of water and set it on the table. I took a sip.
“You need to drink it all,” Christina ordered.
Then our doorbell rang.
Christina answered it.
“Who is it?” I asked.
“Pizza is here,” said Christina.
I got up and shouted up the stairs.
“Pizza is here.”
“Where’s Steven?” Christina asked.
“In my room, he got blue balls.”
Christina laughed and so did the pizza guy. “I hate getting those,” he said.
Christina walked over to me and asked “What did you to do your husband that made him have blue balls?”
“He saw me naked,” I said. “And he changed me.”
“Oh that poor man, and you left him like that.”
“He said I could leave and he would catch up,” I said.
“I’m teasing. Aren’t you glad you are not a guy?”
“Yes,” I said.
I was glad to be a woman because it felt easier to be one because of privileges we have and what is more acceptable for females than male. Plus, I thought women looked better in nappies but yet I don’t even want a mommy, the thought of me having one and snuggling up to one feels revolting. I would rather have one as a play date and change her diaper. I tried it with Christina once and she didn’t like the whole AB/DL thing and she didn’t like peeing in a nappy.
Pam came downstairs.
“Who is going to pay?” Christina asked.
“I wil be right back,” I said.
I went upstairs and opened our bedroom door. Daddy was on his bed and he was laying down and he was jacking off. He had a condom on to avoid the mess when he cums. “Pizza is here,” I said.
“Will you take care of it?”
“Which card do I use?” I asked.
“The bank one.”
I took my wallet out of my purse and took it downstairs. I opened it and handed the pizza man the debit card. The pizza man took it and he charged it and had me sign it electronically. There was no tip involved because they didn’t do tipping here like we do in the US.
Then he handed me the two boxes and thanked us and told us to have a nice day and left.
“Put them on the kitchen counter,” Christina told me.
I put them there and took my wallet back upstairs. Daddy was done by then because he was just leaving our bedroom. I put my wallet back in my purse. I went downstairs and Landon and Taffie had arrived.
Daddy was hugging him.
“Hi,” Taffie said to me. “Ohhh,” she said looking at my belly. “May I feel?” she was rubbing her own belly.
“Sure,” I said.
Taffie put her hand on my belly.
“Do you feel him?” I asked.
“Yes.”
She kept her hand on it and then she said “Oh my goodness, he is very active. You might have a very active child.”
Then Aunt Stephanie arrived.
“Oh my gosh, look at you, your baby is nice and big,” she said. She put her present on the table and felt my belly. “I can feel the baby in there,” she said.
Everyone visited while the kids played and then Patsy arrived. She didn’t bring her kids along. I kind of felt glad because this house would be too crowded with more kids.
Then someone else rang the doorbell and Taffie answered it and it was Chris. She walked in with her gift. I was so glad she could make it. Last time she was here, she was a little girl with us but it freaked her out and she left. This time she was going to be here as a vanilla and there wasn’t going to be any baby time today or any play date.
“Hi,” Pam, Taffie, and Stephanie said.
“I’m friends with Natalie,” she said.
“Nice to meet you,” said Pam.
“Natalia, you should introduce her,” said Daddy.
“This is Taffie my husband’s ex-wife,” I said. “This is my husband’s sister, and this is my cousin and this is my aunt and my mother in law and that is my step son.”
“What about our names?” Christina asked.
“This Christina, Patsy, Pam, Stephanie and Landon,” I said pointing at them.
Daddy laughed and so did Christina, Pam, and Aunt Stephanie.
No one else showed up so Christina and I decided we could start the shower.
“Do you want to join us?” I asked Daddy.
“This is for ladies only,” he said.
“So, you can play, we need more people for the games.”
“Well okay.”
“Would anyone like anything to drink?” Christina asked, “we have drinks on the table and we have pizza.”
Pam and Aunt Stephanie helped themselves to the food, they put a piece on their plate and poured themselves a drink.
I saw Chris with a piece of pizza and a drink.
Landon was still downstairs and he was playing my WiiU.
“Do you want to join us?” I asked Landon.
“Neah that’s okay,” he said. “I am not into these things.”
“There will be prizes for the games,” I said.
“Neah.”
“Landon, we need you to go upstairs because we are going to be having the party if you are not joining us,” said Taffie.
Landon turned the game off and he took his bag upstairs with him.
I had a piece of pizza too and I had a little drink. It was diet lemonade.
Patsy was only having a drink she poured herself and it was just orange soda.
Christina put her plate in the living room with her drink.
I saw Taffie with her food. I looked at how much pizza we had left. We still had half left. I guess we ordered too much but at least we could share with the kids.
“What game do you want to start with Natalie?” Christina asked.
“Pin the nappy pen on the nappy,” I said. “We can get the kids.”
“No I think we’re okay. This is adult time.”
Christina got the fake nappy pins and set them on the dining room table. She also had the cloth nappy she bought. It was flat folded.
“Okay we are starting,” she announced. “We are going to play Pin the Nappy Pin on the Nappy. Who wants to go first?” she asked.
“Me,” I said.
I got up and I picked up a nappy pin and it had a sticky at the end. Christina put the cloth nappy around my eyes and tied it. She spun me around and she did it for a while counting to twenty. Everyone counted as she spun me. Then I started to move and I had the diaper pen on my finger.
“Turn the other way,” said Chris.
I turned.
“Wrong direction, turn right,” said Christina.
I turned and moved towards the poster.
“You’re going the right way,” said Daddy.
I moved forward slowly feeling my way. I even cheated a little by lifting my head up so I could see the room. I knew I could not touch my blind fold and lift it up. I felt the posted and I guessed there the nappy is and I put the diaper pin in the spot. I lifted the blind fold and saw where I stuck the pin. I had stabbed him in the leg, ouch.
I handed the blind fold back to Christina. She got a pen and marked my name on the nappy pin.
“Anyone want to be next?” she asked.
Pam got up and Christina tied it around her eyes and spun her around and we all counted to twenty. Then Pam started to walk towards the poster. She put the diaper pin on the baby and she got it on the face. She took off her blind fold. At least I did better than her. Christina marked her name on it.
Pam handed the blind fold back to Christina and asked “Who’s next?”
Aunt Stephanie got up and we did the same to her and she pinned the nappy pin on the baby but got it on the shoulder. Patsy went next and then Chris, then Taffie. Then I wanted Daddy to try it.
“Daddy do you want to try?” I asked.
I realized the slip out right away. “I mean Steven.”
Everyone laughed.
“Yeah Daddy, try it,” said Pam.
“This is a ladies game,” he said.
“You can play son,” said Pam. “You’re the daddy.”
“Okay,” he said.
He let Christina put the nappy around his eyes and she gave him a nappy pin and she spun him around while we counted to twenty. Daddy then walked to the poster and he felt around and he stuck the nappy pin on the poster but he didn’t even get it on the baby. He took it off and asked where did she stick the nappy pin. “Above the baby,” I said.
“Okay, what game do you want next Natalia?” Christina asked.
“What about you?” I asked.
“This is your shower.”
“No I mean that game, aren’t you going to go?”
“Oh right,” she said.
“I had to do it, now you should too,” said Daddy.
“Put this on me,” she said holding up the cloth nappy.
Daddy tied it around her and we spun her around counting to twenty. Christina walked towards the poster and I could see she was trying to find it.
“Where is the thing?”
“Move closer,” we said.
Christina moved closer and then she felt for the poster and she stuck it on there. She took it off and said “I suck at this.”
Then I looked at the nappy pins to see who got the closest to the spot. I think I was closest.
Christina looked at the pins and said, “Looks like you won Natalie.”
I felt happy.
“Okay the next game we are going to be playing is I hand each of you clothes pins and whoever catches anyone saying “baby” “cute” or “nappy” you have to hand them the clothes pin and whoever has the most clothes pins at the end of the shower wins,” said Christina.
She opened the bag of plastic clothes pins and she handed them out to each of us. She split it all between us so we were all even with clothes pins. We each had two. The four extra were left in the bag. Good thing only five people showed up.
Then Christina got the tummy tape.
“Okay we are going to guess Natalie’s tummy size so you each cut off this tape and it has to exactly fit around her belly like this,” Christina showed them by having the end of the tape touching the other end, it could not over lap and they had to touch “and anyone closest or gets the exact measure wins.”
Women started talking and I caught Pam saying “baby” so I said “You said one of the words, give me one of your clothes pins.”
“What?” she asked. Then she realized. “Oh shute.”
She took off one of her clothes pins and handed it to me. I clipped it to my shirt.
Christina handed the tummy tape around with the pair of scissors. Each person unraveled it and they took a guess how big my belly is and they cut the tape and passed it on. They each took turned cutting it then Daddy cut his and then Christina said to me “Natalie, your turn.”
“Oh I’m playing too?” I said.
“Of course.”
I unraveled the tape I didn’t make it too long. I made a guess and I took the scissors and cut it off.
Christina held her tummy tape out and I stood up and I let her wrap it around me. I saw she was way off with her measurement. Then she did Daddy’s next and he didn’t cut off enough. Christina took others tummy tapes and put it around my belly and measured it. Then she did mine last and I saw I cut a little too much.
“Looks like you won again,” said Christina.
“Natalie knows her baby well,” I heard Aunt Stephanie say.
“You owe me a pin,” I shouted.
“Oh no,” said Aunt Stephanie.
She handed me her pin. I clipped it to my shirt.
“Natalie is on the roll,” said Daddy.
“We really have to watch ourselves,” said Chris.
“Yeah don’t say baby,” said Taffie. “And what are the other words?”
I waited for the two other words to be said so I would get three clothes pins.
“Cute and?” said Pam.
“What was the third word?” Taffie asked again. “Anyone?”
No one would say so I said. “You owe me your pins. Taffie and Pam,” I held my hand out.
“What?” Pam asked.
“You said the word.”
“I was just asking what words we can’t say,” said Taffie.
“But you said them so give them to me, please,” I ordered.
“She’s right, rules are rules,” said Christina.
“You dirty rat,” said Taffie.
She removed her clothes pin and gave it to me and Pam did the same. I now had six clothes pins.
“You’re having fun,” Daddy told me.
The next game we played was guessing when my baby will be born and the time and how heavy he will be. Christina opened the game pad and ripped out each paper. “Okay we are now going to guess when Natalie will have her baby.”
“You said the b word, give me one of your clothes pins,” I said.
“Oh darn it,” she said.
She took off one of her clothes pins and handed it to me.
She went back to giving us instructions. “You will guess when her infant will be born and you will write down the date you think she will have it and how much it will weigh and how long it will be and the time it will be born. The winner who is the closest will get a prize so write down your address on the back of the paper please.”
Christina passed out the sheets and I started to fill mine out. I didn’t write my address on the back because I live here. Everyone was filling theirs out and after I was done, I gave it to Christina and she set them in the dining room inside the drawer when everyone was done.
“Okay the next game will be you all will taste a drink and guess which drink it is, there will be five drinks to taste and there will be only ten possible answers and who whoever gets the most correct or all of them wins. I will need everyone to stay out here because I can’t have anyone see what drinks I will be pouring.”
I knew it was all non-alcoholic because I helped pick out the games I wanted to play and Christina had bought the beverages but she didn’t show me them or else I wouldn’t have been able to play the game or else I would know what she bought and know what answers are not correct on the sheet. I would have less limited choices to choose from.
Christina went in the kitchen and everyone visited while she set the game up in the kitchen. I didn’t bother going on my computer because I liked having everyone here and I was enjoying being with them. I felt so normal. I didn’t feel afraid to talk at all and no one got mad at me. I didn’t hear anyone say baby or cute or nappy but Pam was calling her son Daddy and so was Aunt Stephanie. I guess they were calling them that because he is the dad of the new baby.

Then Christina came back out with a tray of tiny fake baby bottles with small drinks in them. Christina also handed us each a paper from the note pad with ten possible answers and we had to mark them with a letter from A to E. We each took a drink and I sipped it and I had to make a guess what it was. I guessed it was Pepsi. We all had to write down a letter.
Christina came back out with more mini baby bottles with a drink in it. We all took one and tasted it and wrote down the letters.
After five drinks, Christina told us what the answers were.
A. Coca cola
B. Dr. Pepper
C. 7 up
D. Sprite
E. Fanta
We put out names on the paper and handed them to her.
Then the last game was guessing the candy in the nappy.
Christina came out with the fake nappies with melted chocolate in them. The nappies were made from tissue you blow your nose with.
“Aw this is so cute,” said Taffie.
“Give me your pin,” said Patsy.
“Darn you beat me to it,” I said.
Taffie handed her her clothes pin.
We looked at the nappies and I saw they were numbered. Christina told us what chocolates she used so we would know the answer possibilities. So we all had to make guesses of each nappy. I wrote down my answers and numbered them.
After I was done, I did my computer while waiting for everyone. Then when everyone was finished, Christina told us what the first poop was in the first nappy. “Number one was Dairy Milk.”
“Oh,” said some of the ladies.
“Hey I got it right,” said Pam.
“Poop number two was Kit Kat.”
“Yay I got it right,” I said. “Now the next diaper.”
“Ah give me your clothes pin,” said Taffie.
“Why? I didn’t say either of the words,” I said.
“But you said diaper and you know you can’t say that,” she said.
“That was the other word, she never said we couldn’t say diaper,” I said.
“She’s right,” said Christina. “I didn’t list that word. I totally forgot where she is from.”
“So now she gets to say diaper and not lose a clothes pin just to avoid her slip up,” said Taffie.
“You can too,” I said.
“She grew up in America so she knows all the American terms,” said Daddy.
“The next diaper is Snickers,” said Christina.
Everyone started talking and I got overwhelmed from all the chaos. I was so glad not many people showed up and I did try to invite little of them and hoping not all will show up but I invited extra just in case some couldn’t come.
I waited for Christina to say the next one. I felt like screaming at everyone to be quiet. “Okay I want to hear the next one,” I shouted.
Daddy quieted everyone down and Christina told us what the next chocolate was in the fake nappy. “Diaper number four, Wispa. Diaper number five, Hershey’s.”
There was more chaos again and everyone was being wild and loud and I wanted calm and peace again. I felt I was getting a sensory overload. I just waited for them to settle down and I was hoping they will fast before I turn into a bitch. Christina waited for them to be quiet before she read the next one. They settled down.
“Diaper number six, M&M’s. Diaper number seven.”
“I can’t believe you’re saying diaper now,” said Patsy.
“Babe Ruth,” said Christina. “Diaper number seven, Toffee Crisp. And the last one, Smarties.”
“I was right the first time and I just had to put down M&M’s,” said Pam.
“Everyone hand me your answers,” said Christina.
We all gave her our answers and she put them in the safe spot and she took the fake nappies to the kitchen and tossed them out. That was all the games we did.
“Okay I can open my gifts now,” I said.
I went to the presents and picked one of them up. I peeked inside it.
“Natalia, wait,” said Daddy.
“I’m just looking,” I said.
“Wait for me Natalie,” said Christina. “Let me get my phone.”
She went upstairs and I saw the opened candy. There was lot of it left and it was all chocolate bars we bought and she cut a piece off and melted it in the microwave and put it on the tissue she folded to make look like a nappy. I also saw the opened beverage bottles. They still had a lot of drinks left in it.
I sat down and waited and Christina came back with her phone.
“Okay hand me a present,” I said.
Daddy handed me the bag I was peeking into. It was from Christina. I took stuff out and it was three pairs of pajamas and there was rash cream for the baby and baby wipes. I didn’t need the rash cream and baby wipes but I didn’t say anything. I only said “thank you.”
Christina held up her phone and she took photos. Daddy handed me the next present. I put my other one down and the next one was from Patsy. I tore open the wrapping paper and it was a cot toy and there were also dummies in here. Christina took pictures and I noticed Pam had her phone out and she also took photos.
Daddy kept handing me more presents. I opened them all and I got more baby outfits, a baby bjorn, a pack with baby lotion and shampoo and soap, bottles, more dummies, a pack of baby spoons, booties and socks, newborn nappies, cot sheets, and burp cloths and washcloths.
“I have a surprise for you out in my car,” said Pam.
She got up and went outside and she came back in carrying a big box. “I have more in the boot, someone wanna get it for me?” she asked.
The present wasn’t even wrapped and I saw it was a high chair. Patsy and Daddy went outside while I looked at the high chair in the box. Daddy and Patsy came inside and they had a box with them and I saw it was a pram and it also converted into a push chair.
“Natalia, is there anything else you need for your baby?” Pam asked.
“Infant bath, infant carrier,” I said.
I wasn’t sure what else I needed. I didn’t think we had room for a baby cot.
“Do you need a baby cot?” Pam asked.
“Where am I going to put it?” I asked.
“We’ll figure it out,” said Daddy.
“Do you need a car seat?” Pam asked.
“Not right now, we only need an infant carrier.”
“What baby items do you have so far?”
It was hard for me to list them. All I had were a bunch of baby clothes I had gotten from second hand stores and I didn’t bother with anything else because of a baby shower I could have and Christina had given me one.
Then there was the doorbell.
Pam answered it and I heard talking and in came my cousin Maizy.
“You’re way late,” I said. “You missed all the games and me opening the gifts.”
“Yeah I know, I was working and I decided to drop by.”
She had a basket with her with a bunch of stuff in it. “This is from me and my boyfriend.”
I went over to it and took stuff out and she had a cot blanket for me and cot bumpers and she also had two pictures and wall stickers and a baby photo album for baby’s first year.
“Thank you,” I said.
“Do you want anything to drink?” Daddy asked.
“Oh no I’m fine, I have my coffee right here,” Maizy said holding her cup.
“We have pizza,” I said.
“That’s okay,” she said.
I then went upstairs for Alex. I looked in his room and he was playing with his toys. “It’s time to use the toilet,” I said.
I also heard Haley and Alexis playing and then they ran downstairs. I helped Alex with the toilet and I had to change his pull up. I pulled up his trousers and had him flush the toilet. Then he washed his hands. I went back downstairs and I saw Alexis and Haley with a piece of pizza and I saw Landon eating too. They also had drinks.
On my baby shower cake was a baby theme on it with baby stuff and it had two dummies on it and it had a toy cot with a baby inside it and the words said “it’s a boy” and the cake had yellow and blue colors on it and green.
I knew Alex was not going to eat the pizza so I didn’t bother saving him any.
“Ready for cake?” Daddy asked me.
“Yeah,” I said.
“You’re so cute when you’re excited.”
“Give me your pin,” I said.
“What?” Daddy asked.
“You said one of the forbidden words, give me your pin.”
“Oh shute,” he took off his clothes pin and handed it to me. I put it on my shirt.
Christina had the knife with her.
“I want a picture of the cake first,” I said.
Christina set her knife down and she got her phone and let me take a picture of it. I also snapped photos of the kids eating and everyone else being here. I snapped a photo of Maizy being on her phone.
“I’m ready for the cake,” I said.
Christina started to take the stuff off the cake. She cut the cake and she put each piece on the small plates.
I picked up one of the plates and Christina said “Wait, I have ice cream. Steven, will you get the ice cream out of the freezer please?”
Daddy got the ice cream out and he brought it to the table and he got the ice cream scoop.
“Natalie, would you be honored to put ice cream on each plate?” Christina asked.
I opened the ice cream and took the lid off and scooped one scoop for each plate. Everyone was grabbing a plate and Christina was cutting tiny pieces.
“Natalie, come here,” Maizy called.
I walked over to her. “What is it?”
“Have you picked a name out yet?” she asked.
“No,” I said.
“Oh well, you still got time.”
“Do you want any cake?” I asked.
“No thank you.”
“Are you on a diet or what?” I asked.
“No it’s because I ate on the way here.”
“At least I have more cake then to eat,” I said.
I went back to the table and picked up a plate with ice cream on it. I grabbed the fork and spoon and I ate my ice cream first and then ate the cake.
Then Maizy got up with her phone and then she was talking to Daddy and Aunt Stephanie. Then she was heading for the hallway.
“You’re leaving?” I asked.
“Yeah, I have stuff to do and I just wanted to drop by to give you your gifts for your new baby, congratulations, I will see you soon,” and she left.
The kids kept eating their cake and I brought up a piece to Alex to see if he wanted any. I set it down by him and had another piece of cake and then I was done. Two pieces made one normal piece for me.
I let Alexis look at the gifts I got for my baby. I told her to leave them together and not take them all out at once and to put them back before looking at the next one. I didn’t want a mess or want anything lost.
I felt my baby moving in there again and him pressing on my rib cage. I held my hand there to ease the pain. I could feel his body parts. I wondered what he looked like but I would find out when I have him.
Then Chris left the room in a jiffy and she grabbed her bag and headed into the bathroom. I bet she had pooped herself.
Soon she came out with her bag and she went outside.
Landon waited until she was not near me when he came up to me and told me “She went straight to the loo when she messed herself.”
“Did she say she did it?” I asked.
“No, we smelled it and she said “excuse me” and left. Why don’t you do that?”
“I don’t know,” I said.
“What’s so hard about changing right after you have a messy accident?”
I didn’t feel comfortable talking about it with a minor. What if I said something inappropriate? He was under age and I didn’t want trouble.
I just shrugged.
Landon then left me alone and then he was talking to Daddy. I got on my computer again. Alexis wasn’t in the room and I saw her come back down with Tami, her hamster. She had her in her hand and she cradled it. She started to show it to the adults.
“Ooo,” said Pam.
“Oh,” said Aunt Stephanie.
“Alexis, put that thing back in her cage,” said Christina.
“It’s not a thing, it’s a hamster,” said Alexis.
“Put her back, I don’t want her down here because she could get lost and we don’t want hamster droppings all over the house.”
Alexis left the room and took her back upstairs.
“I hate those ugly things,” said Landon.
“Why?” I asked.
“They look like mice.”
“You don’t like mice?”
“They’re disgusting.”
“Are hamsters?”
“Yeah, they look like mice, ick.”
Everyone visited and I enjoyed being around them. Landon didn’t even want to see my baby gifts because when I asked if he wanted to see what I got, he said “That’s okay.”
I had Daddy carry the high chair and pram out to the storage in the back yard because I didn’t need them right now and I wanted them out of the way.
I went upstairs and looked in my note book at baby items I already had and what I still needed. I crossed off “push chair.”
I still hadn’t set anything up for my baby and I didn’t know where I was going to put it. We didn’t have an extra bedroom for him and we didn’t have room for another cot.
I went back downstairs.
“So Natalie, have you picked a name out yet for the baby?” Taffie asked.
“You owe me a clothes pin,” I said.
“I don’t have any,” she said.
Nuts.
“But you can still try and catch others say the forbidden words to earn them back,” I said.
“No that’s okay, I can say the words now since I don’t have any.”
“I haven’t picked any names out for the baby,” I said.
“Do you have any name ideas?”
“I made a list of them and I gave them to your ex-husband to pick out the ones he like.”
“What names do you have on there?”
I had to remember all the names I put down so I tried to remember them all. “Luke, Seth, Casey, Tristian, Nathan, David, James, Michael, Benjamin, Dylan, Zach, Devon.”
“Casey, you don’t want to name him that,” said Taffie.
“Why?” I asked.
“It’s a girls’ name.”
“No it’s not, I have known plenty of guys named Casey?”
“Have you known any guy in this country with that name?” Taffie asked.
“No,” I said.
“Maybe where you are from they name their boys that but I have never met any boy with that name. I Dylan is a good name and I like Cody.”
Cody was another name I liked, I could add that to the list.
“How about Cameron?” Landon asked.
“Oh Cameron, that is a cute name.”
“What about Drew?” Chris asked.
I thought of names I didn’t like. Cartman, Kenny, Stan, Butters, Sonic, Mario, Luigi, Bowser, Horace, Jasper, Oddjob, Boris, M, Chuckie, Charles, Phil, Chip, Toad, Wario, Waluigi, Link, Roland, Roger, Ralph, Frank, Gary, Dan, Miles, Arthur, Jose, Juan, Rene, Ashley, Kel, Kenan, Kennan, Dalton, Lloyd, Arnold, Stanley, Bug, Buster, Courtney, Whitney, Bailey, Carol, Ariel, Adrian, Billy or Bill. Some names I listed here I liked but I don’t like them on males. I don’t even like Kelly on a guy but that is my sister’s name anyway and I don’t want to give my son any names my family already has.
Other women here helped suggest names for my child.
I got David Michael, Benjamin Luke, Michael Steven, Zach Dylan, Jack Daniel, Harry Thomas, James William, and Oliver Joseph.
I didn’t pick either of them. Daddy didn’t pick either. He said he didn’t like either of them.
There was little cake left and I didn’t care. At least it would be out of here and I didn’t need the sweets.
Landon played on my WiiU while Alexis played upstairs and Haley played in the living room. The adults just visited while I did my computer. Chris had to leave so she got her coat on and picked up her nappy bag. “This was so much better than doing role playing,” she said. “I got to see you two as a vanilla. Thanks for inviting me.”
“Okay,” I said.
She left and then Aunt Stephanie had to leave so she hugged me good bye.
“I better get home and have dinner with your father,” Pam told Daddy.
She hugged us both good bye and the kids and Christina and she said bye to Alex upstairs.
After everyone had left, we were left with my gifts and the paper plates and cups on the table and napkins and Christina picked up the mess.
“Natalie, would you like to pick up all the rubbish and throw it all away,” she said.
I got up and got the dustpan and picked up all the rubbish and put it in the dustbin. I even picked up the open goody boxes and some candy had never been opened because not everyone ate theirs so I let the kids have it. It was best to get rid of it so I wouldn’t be so tempted to eat it so I told them they could have as much as they want if their mother is okay with it. Christina said they could. Haley and Alexis got so happy.
Christina and me left the banner up and the table cloth on the table. Christina put the remaining cake in the microwave on a plate.
“Did you like all your presents?” Daddy asked me.
“Yes,” I said.
I felt I had everything we needed for now. We didn’t need baby food right now or formula. We didn’t need a car seat right now either. I wouldn’t need a baby walker or any exercausers. We could always get a play pen when the baby starts rolling over and moving. Newborn babies can’t even move except lift their hands and feet and they can’t really roll over even pull themselves up so it’s impossible for them to roll off. I could still remember when Alex was a baby. I could leave him on my bed or on the chair or couch unattended and he wouldn’t even fall off until he started to roll around. It felt like yesterday when I had him. I was hoping for another easy labor and I was also hoping this kid will be normal. I don’t think I would be able to handle another Alex or even myself or my mother or my little brother and I was hoping this baby wouldn’t grow up to hate me and feel so negative about me.
I saw the prizes in the TKMaxx bag and said “Christina, we forgot to hand out the prizes.”
“Oh you’re right but you won half of the games anyway,” said Christina.
“We can always give it to them later,” I said.
“Yeah they are our family so we can always give it to them when we visit or see them next time.”
I looked at the prizes and I didn’t really want any of them. “They can have my prizes,” I said. “I don’t want any, the games were just fun to play.”
“You can always give them away or re gift them,” said Christina.
That was a good idea. That would save us money from Christmas shopping.
My nappy felt wet from all the pee. Luckily I didn’t poop.
I headed upstairs to check on Alex again. He had eaten some of his food but I saw he had eaten up all the cake.
“Time to take you to the toilet,” I said.
I pointed to the picture of the toilet. Alex was building something with his deck of cards. He was trying to build the card wall but the cards wouldn’t stay.
“Alex, it’s toilet time,” I said.
Alex’s tablet was laying on his bed.
Gee, maybe we should get a commode and I could have Alex go potty in his room. Daddy once wanted to get me one for our role play in potty training and so I could sit on it to air out but I thought it would be so humiliating. I didn’t like the thought of sitting down naked from waist down and have everyone see me like that but he said he was just teasing me but he still liked the idea of getting me one for potty training. That is a game I don’t really like but Daddy likes it and we haven’t played it in over a year.
I just hated whenever my son took too long to let me take him to the toilet. I just stood here with my arms folded. I felt my nappy growing warm and I felt the wetness spread in the back.
“Alex, are you ready to use the toilet again?” I asked.
“Busy,” he shouted.
He can say single words but on his tablet, he can talk normal.
“You can go back to your cards after you try using the toilet,” I said.
Daddy can just take my computer or my game but if I do that with Alex, he will just get very upset and start screaming and then doing his stimming and making funny noise and wander around and it will take even longer.
“Alex, when will you be ready, you need to use the toilet,” I said.
Alex flapped his hands and went back to his cards. Then they fell down again and he got frustrated. He pushed his cards across the floor in anger.
I didn’t know what to do so I just let him be angry he couldn’t keep the cards up.
“You’re done playing with them now, now let’s go to the toilet,” I said.
I heard someone coming up the stairs, I looked and it was Daddy coming up with his computer.
“What’s wrong with Alex?” he asked.
“He couldn’t make the cards stand,” I said.
Daddy set his computer down and came in the bedroom. He talked to him and communicated. I just stood here and let him do the work because he knew what to do and I didn’t. Daddy didn’t hug him or grab him but instead he picked up the cards and he also tried to make one of the cards stand but it kept falling down.
“See, I can’t make them stand either. I am sure your mum can’t either or cousin Christina or cousin Alexis and cousin Haley. I am sure Grandpa Glen wouldn’t be able to either or your Uncle Robbie or my own mother. I am sure my sisters wouldn’t be able to either or my son.”
“He needs to go to the potty,” I said.
“You want to try using the toilet now?” Daddy asked. “Are you ready?”
Alex walked towards me and I stepped out of the way. He walked by me. Daddy and I went into the bathroom with him and I had Alex pull down his trousers. He pulled them down and he also pulled down his pull up when we pointed to the picture on the wall. He did a long pee in the toilet. His pull up was still dry so that was a good sign. Maybe someday he will wear big boy pants if he stays dry all the time but I sometimes think about just getting him some big boy pants and have him wear them because I sometimes wonder if he just wets them on purpose because he doesn’t want to hold it or because he also likes the feeling of peeing in a pull up. He soaks it when he wets and then it needs changed while I can wet my nappy and not need changed. I can get several good wettings in my nappy if I flood them but not Alex because pull ups are only made for one accident while nappies are made for a bunch of them or for a few of them depending on the type.
We helped Alex pull his pull up and trousers up and he washed his hands in the sink. I put soap on his hands and I pointed to the picture showing he is to rub them together. He did and then I pointed to the rinse picture and he stuck his hands under the faucet and he moved them around. I helped him rinse them thoroughly. Then I had him turn the water off and he dried his hands. He walked back to his room.
Christina then came up the stairs with the basket with all my gifts in it.
“I brought up all your baby gifts,” she said. “I am going to put them in your room.”
I went downstairs and all my gifts had been moved upstairs. All I saw were the gift bags folded with the tissue paper.
I took my computer and power cord and brought it upstairs to my room. I saw where Christina had stuck the basket. I looked inside it and I saw she had neatly folded everything and put the stuff neatly inside. That was nice of her.
I took my shirt off and looked in the mirror. I rubbed my belly again and massaged it. I also felt my popped out belly button. I felt fat because of my huge belly but everyone keeps saying how tiny I am. I felt the baby moving in there and I saw my belly moving. I even had one side that was more popped out than the other side. I pulled my trousers down and looked in the mirror again in my nappy. The nappy didn’t even cover my bottom belly part anymore so my whole entire nappy was below my belly like a baby. But I still fit in the medium size nappies. My upper arms looked skinny and so did my inner legs and thighs. Maybe I have lost weight. The baby was taking all my fat. But yet eating is a chore and I am so afraid of gaining fifty plus pounds or seventy when the books and webpages say I am supposed to gain up to 25-35 pounds. I had gained 27 lbs so far and I hadn’t gotten any stretchmarks. I put my trousers back on and my shirt and looked on Babycentre again. I read articles there.


I didn’t want to have dinner this evening but Daddy made me eat. I didn’t even feel hungry and I felt he was trying to make me fat.
“I’m not hungry,” I said. “I had pizza and two pieces of cake, that is a lot of calories.”
“That was four hours ago, you need to eat something again and something healthy,” said Daddy.
I groaned.
“Natalia, if you don’t eat, you are starving our baby,” he said. “Just eat a little bit.”
Daddy gave me some food and it was very little on the kiddy plate you would give a toddler. I started to eat it and I ate all of it surprisingly.
“See, you were hungry,” said Daddy. “Do you want more?”
“No thanks,” I said.
“I’ll get your plate; you just go play on your computer.”
Daddy took my plate and brought it to the kitchen sink.
I had water and then I decided to just clean up the kitchen to burn some calories to keep the extra pounds off. I felt fat.
“Oh Natalie, thank you for doing the kitchen,” Christina sounded surprised when she saw me.
“I just want to burn some calories so I am trying to stay active,” I said.
“Oh I thought you were doing it because I made dinner so I thought you were doing it to help me,” she said.
Maybe I should have just kept my mouth shut. I still say too much sometimes.
I wanted to go outside and walk but I didn’t want to walk out in the nasty weather and it was dark anyway. I felt I had to get rid of these extra calories. I will just do leg ups to burn some and I will feel the muscle work out.
“Here is a plate and my cup,” said Christina setting her dirty dishes and her fork and knife in the sink. I rinsed it and stuck it in the dishwasher.
“You’re doing a good job,” said Christina. “Now it would be nice if you could do this more often instead of being told to do it.”
“You have to tell me,” I said. “How can I do it if others are doing it and I wouldn’t know if you want me to do it instead of you or my husband.”
“Well here is what you do, you should pick the day you want to clean the kitchen after supper, you don’t need to do it every day so every weekend you can clean the kitchen after we have dinner since you never cook and you always work on the weekdays so two days a week isn’t much.”
“Okay,” I said.
“See that wasn’t hard.”
That was because she made it sound so easy. How am I to know what is expected of me if no one uses communication? At least when I was a kid, Mum and Dad always made a list and would pin it up in the kitchen with our names and list of chores they wanted us to do and that made it so easy for me. I knew what was expected. Even Dad would give Mum a list of things to do and what he wanted done around the house so Mum would know what was expected. I realize I am just like her except she is more severe than I am. We even had a rule in our home that everyone helps clean up after dinner and it was a rule every night so it never changed so I knew that was always expected.
After I got done with the kitchen, I went back to my room and kept my leg lifted in the air and I felt the muscle work out in my leg. I moved it up and down and then Daddy came in our room.
“What are you doing? You’re not getting fat.”
“You made me eat so I must burn the calories,” I said. “I’ve gained two pounds in one week a few times already, I must keep it slow.”
“I barely gave you a lot of food,” he said. “Come here.”
“Why?” I asked.
“Just come here.”
I didn’t and he walked over to me and started to hug me.
“What are you doing?” I asked.
“Hugging you. Natalia, you have nothing to worry about, you’re so skinny you will lose it after you have the baby.”
“But I see lot of women online who don’t lose it at all.”
“That is because they don’t take good care of themselves and don’t eat right, you have been doing a good job but you go overboard.”
“How?”
“You get extreme, you won’t eat lot of sweets, you will eat very tiny amounts, you will look at labels to make sure there is no caffeine or alcohol or lot of sodium, you won’t drink tea or any soft drinks and you freak out when we buy sweets so we hide it, you have been going to the gym and you are very active. I bet you are going to have this baby early and go through a quick labor.”
“I hope so because this baby is too rough with me.”
I had Daddy massage the part of my belly where it was hurting where the baby was pushing against my rig cage. Then him moving in there felt real uncomfortable so I held that part of my belly where he was moving to stop him.
“Daddy, where is the baby going to sleep?” I asked.
“We’ll get him a cot or a play pen or something,” said Daddy.
“Then where will he sleep when he gets bigger and needs his own room?” I asked.
“We’ll figure it out later. It’s too soon to even think about it.”
I couldn’t put the baby in Alex’s room because I don’t think he would like it and the crying would bother him. The only place I could think of was with Haley and Alexis but I don’t think they would want to share a room with a baby who will cry and wake them up or keep them up. The baby would have to sleep in here and then we would have to figure out where to put him when he is big enough for his own room. We had a couple years to figure it out.
“I am going to take my shower,” I said.
I got up and took everything off again and went in the bathroom with a clean nappy. I opened the window in there and turned on the water. I waited for it to warm up and I turned it on and drew the curtain. I took off my nappy and put it on top of the nappy pail. It was full and I didn’t want to push down the nappies to fit this one.
I took my shower. I shaved and washed my hair. I couldn’t see down there so I had to feel around to shave my pussy.
After I got done with my shower, I turned it off and stepped out of the shower. I grabbed the towel that was hanging on the door and I dried off. I opened the door and I saw Daddy was gone so I put rash cream on and wiped my finger using toilet paper and I rinsed my fingers and then dried them and I nappied myself.
I got my pajamas on and I went downstairs and took my iron pill and my stool softener. I then went upstairs and told Alex what the time was and when he had to be in bed.
Every night he always goes to bed at the same time. It makes it a lot easier and there is no struggle.
“Do you want your jamese on?” I asked.
“Noooooo,” he said.
“You’re going to sleep in your clothes again? Okay.”
I let him sleep in whatever he wants because I don’t see the big deal about wearing clothes to bed, I did the same thing when I was a kid and I used to wear shoes to bed and Mum also let me do it because it was easier than dealing with me crying and not going to sleep and keeping her up because I wouldn’t sleep. You choose your battles. Is it really harmful to wear shoes and clothes to bed? What is the logical reason for it being wrong? It’s wrong because society says it is and you are supposed to wear pajamas. But what no one ever questions why. Why is it wrong to wear clothes to bed? Why do you have to wear pajamas? I told Alex the reason why we don’t wear shoes to bed is because shoes are dirty, they get worn outside so you get the sheets dirty, it’s harder to move your feet around under the covers with shoes. So I could understand why we don’t wear shoes to bed and slippers because it makes it hard to move them in bed. So Alex did a funny thing one time, I saw him putting his shoes in the bathroom sink and pouring water on them and putting soap in the sink. Talk about autistic logic. Now I had to come up with a reason why we don’t wash shoes in the sink and why we don’t use hand soap to wash shoes. Now I had to rinse them out and set them by the heater to dry. That meant Alex had no pair of shoes.
But then I had a question in my head, can we wash shoes and how? Only way I knew of washing shoes was rinsing them out with plain water and then putting them in the dryer to dry them. Dad would hose his down if they were muddy or wash them in the laundry sink and then stick them in the dryer. But we don’t have a dryer here. We don’t have a laundry sink either but we do have a garden hose so we could hose our shoes down and then leave them by the heater to dry or fireplace with the fire going. So was Alex wrong to wash his shoes in the bathroom sink? Does it matter where we wash our shoes? Can we use laundry soap to wash our shoes and to soak them in?
I went back to my room and brushed my teeth in the bathroom. I took the towel off my head and hung it up and I brushed my hair. Then I got on my computer again until it was Alex’s bed time.
“Okay Alex, it’s time to go to bed,” I said as I came in his room. “But first you need to use the toilet.”
I took him to the toilet and he peed again and he washed his hands and he walked back to his room. I went down stairs and I got him his medicine and a cup of water and brought it to him. It’s for his diet and to help with his bowels so he won’t get constipated.
“Time to take your pills,” I said.
I held my hand out with the cup of water. Alex looked at the pills in my hand. I put one each in his mouth and he took a big sip of water and swallowed and I gave him the next pill. I repeated each step and after he got finished swallowing his pills, I put him to bed and I turned off the light and closed his door.
I went back to my room and got back on my computer. Then Daddy came in again.
He came over to me and started to rub me.
“How is my baby girl?” he asked.
“Fine,” I said.
“Do you still feel fat?”
“Yes,” I said.
“You’re very skinny, you’re so skinny I think you are going to fall over from this belly,” Daddy patted it. “Your butt is gone too.”
Daddy kept rubbing me.
“You did very good at your shower, you were so calm and relaxed and you won half of the games. I didn’t win any.”
“Did I act like an adult or a kid?” I asked.
“Maybe both.”
“Why both?”
“Well you did have your moments, you got a little upset when we were too loud and you acted childish when you were excited and having fun but that is just part of being you but you stayed and visit and you paid for the pizza, I didn’t have to change you today, you were calm and Alex had a good day. With both of you it’s hard because I have to take care of both of you. Christina said you cleaned the kitchen.”
Daddy kept rubbing me still and then he asked me if I wanted to lay down. He put my computer aside and we walked to his bed and he rubbed me while I laid down on his bed.
I closed my eyes while he rubbed me and then he said “Let’s put you in your cot, you’re falling asleep.”
“But I want to keep being rubbed and why can’t I sleep with you?” I asked.
“I will lay with you,” said Daddy. “C’mon.”
He had me get up and he took the side down and had me crawl in there. Daddy crawled in too and he continued rubbing me. He rubbed my nappy and my belly and my back and hair.
“These blankets and sheets need to be washed again,” he said. “They smell like pee.”
I am so used to the smell I can’t even notice it. I can only smell them if I put them up to my nose.
Daddy kept rubbing me as I had my eyes closed.
Soon I felt him starting to get up.
“Daddy,” I said.
“Oh, you were snoring,” he said.
He went back to rubbing me. Then he said “My arm is getting sore dear, I need to quit.”
“Awwwwww,” I said.
Daddy got out of my cot and I heard him putting the side up. Then he rubbed my hair. “Night little girl.”


I arrived at my appointment for the iron infusion on Monday. I walked to the floor and waited to check in.
“Can I help you?” the receptionist asked.
“I am here for my appointment,” I said.
“Your name and date of birth.”
“Natalia Wilums, February, 22nd 1985.”
The receptionist checked on the computer and then said “Appointment at ten twenty?”
“Yes,” I said.
“You’re all set, just go to the room down the hall and Jodi will assist you.”
She pointed and I walked that direction. This was my final infusion. Then my blood pressure will be back up again to normal I hope. I walked into the room and there was Jodi and another woman. There was one other person there getting their infusion.
“Hey Natalia?” the other lady asked.
“Yes,” I said.
She looked on her computer to confirm the day and then she noticed today was my birthday. Today was the twenty second and I was thirty-one now.
“Oh today is your birthday, happy birthday,” she said.
“Thanks,” I said.
“Doing anything special today?”
“Not really, I work today and we are just staying home,” I said.
“Oh that’s a bummer, I know how it is, none of us want to be reminded that we are getting old so we never want to celebrate our birthday anymore. Go pick a seat and my assistant here will be right with you.”
I sat down in a chair and Jodi came over to me with the stuff and she rubbed the alcohol pad on my arm where she was going to insert the needle. “Do you want a snack and something to drink?” she asked.
“Sure,” I said.
She also hung the bag up above me with the iron in it and in the other bag had water and she connected the tubes and she injected the needle inside of me and connected the IV. Then she placed a band aid over my arm to hold the IV in place. Then she turned it on and the iron and water traveled through the tube and into my arm.
“Are you comfortable?” she asked.
I didn’t feel any pain so I said I was fine.
“If you start to feel any pain, let us know and we will dilute the iron more.”
She went to the mini fridge and she gave me a tiny drink and she also had crackers.
She sat back down and I did my best opening my nappy bag to take out my phone and ear buds, I put them in my ears being very careful because I was too terrified of the IV I had in my arm and I was afraid of pain and the thought of it getting out of place and the iron getting into my body outside the blood vain was terrifying. I felt like I was getting a lethal injection but at least I wasn’t dying and I would have been strapped to the gurney if I was. I think I would be too terrified of dying because of all the botched executions and the fact they don’t even use medical professionals for the drugs because the medical association team won’t allow them to work with it because it’s against their team to kill someone and thank god the UK outlawed capital punishment and you can be innocent and still be convicted of a crime and get sentenced to death. That was the reason why they outlawed it here.
I listened to music while the iron pumped into my body. I sipped at my juice and ate my crackers. I could feel the cold liquid flowing into my arm. Then I started to feel like someone was squeezing my arm so I said “my arm is getting uncomfortable.”
Jodi got up and went over to me and she raised the water level so more would pump with the iron and then the pain was gone. I still felt a little freaked that I was having liquid pumped into me and the fact I was poked with a needle and had tubes inside me and I still felt it was in me even though it was taken out. I couldn’t even move my arm well without that feeling of the IV in my skin and the thought of it.
I just rested and listened to music. A couple more people came in and they also had needles poked into their skin and tubes attached and iron and water pumped into their body. No one chit chatted. People read magazines or read a book.
An hour later the bag was empty and the IV was taken out of me and I was so glad it was over. I got out of the chair.
“You’re good to go,” said the other lady whose name was Ariel.
Jodi and Ariel, what a coincidence. Ariel was the name of the Disney’s The Little Mermaid and Jodi Benson was the voice actress of the character.
I left and checked out and I left the building and headed to my car.
When I got home I didn’t want to go to the gym and work out because I felt too lazy to go. I did the dishes in the kitchen and remade my cot by putting on clean sheets and blankets and a new bed pad because the other sheets smelled from piss and poop. Now I would have to take my sheets to the laundromat. I hated doing that and I would have to wait to do it. At least I was being active by cleaning, that will also help with my pregnancy weight. I also started pooping in my nappy. I just gave it a push as I bent down and poop came out. I could have gone to the toilet but I didn’t want to leak poo anywhere and I was used to doing it in my nappy and it was wet anyway so I went in it instead. I went back to my daily activities. I swept and picked up the dirt and threw it in the dustbin. Then I did my computer.
When it got close to getting Alex from school, I changed my nappy and stuffed it in the nappy bin. The poop was all green and it made me feel like a baby.

When I got home that evening after work, I was surprised Daddy was up.
“Hey Hun, take your stuff off, I have a surprise for you,” he said.
“What is it?” I asked.
“Take your stuff off and then come in here,” he said.
I took off my coat and hung it up and I took off my shoes. I went in the living room and in the dining room, Daddy had my food out on a kiddy plate and he also had a sippy cup and he also had a tiny piece of cake.
“Happy birthday,” he said.
I was surprised.
“Did you see what I did?” he asked.
I saw the food on the plate and the kind of plate he used and the kind of cup he had for me.
“Sit down dear,” said Daddy.
He had a bib in his hands.
I sat down and he put the bib on me and tied it. He flattened it on my chest and sat down next to me and took my plate. “I am going to feed my babies. I have two to take care of now.”
Daddy got some corn on the spoon and fed it to me. Little by little he fed me and then he fed me yogurt, he got some on my chin a few times or above my lips so Daddy would use a paper towel and wipe it. He used the spoon first of course. I felt loved. Then he handed me the sippy cup and told me to take a drink to help with my digestive system. I took a sip.
“Ready for dessert?”
“Where did you get it?”
“I bought it at the store and I bought you a single slice. You ready to have it?”
“Just a little bit,” I said.
“It’s not a very big slice so it won’t hurt you,” Daddy opened it and he picked up the fork again and started to feed it to me.
After he fed me, he wiped my mouth and took off my bib. He brought my plate to the sink and threw away the carton the cake came in. Then Daddy opened the drawer and it was a tiny present. “Happy birthday honey.”
I was surprised and I opened it and it was Mario & Luigi Paper Jam Bros.
“Let’s get you upstairs honey,” said Daddy.
He took my hand and led me up the stairs. He didn’t carry me because he didn’t want to drop me and hurt the baby and I have to walk anyway like a big girl to burn calories.
We went in our bedroom and I got undressed to shower. I stripped to my nappy and Daddy said “You look so cute in your nappy.”
I went in the bathroom and Daddy followed me and he took my nappy off for me and there was some poop in it again, just a little bit. He used the nappy to wipe my behind and he tossed it away in the bin. I turned the shower on and pulled the curtain and got in. “Come meet me at my bed when you’re done,” he said.
I shaved and washed my hair and I got out. I dried off and wrapped the towel on my head. I walked out in the bedroom and there was Daddy on the bed and he had the changing pad and the night time nappy ready and he had out the rash cream and the wipes and the baby powder.
I laid on the nappy and Daddy started to put the cream on me and he powdered me. He put the nappy on and he wiped his hands and put everything away.
“Do you want to enjoy your new game for a little bit?”
“Yes,” I said.
I got out my 3DS and Daddy had out my pajamas and he put them on me.
“You can play it for an hour,” he said. “Then it’s off to bed.”
I opened my new game and I took out my other game and put in Mario & Luigi. I sat in the chair and started playing. Daddy went to bed.
“Happy birthday baby girl,” he said again. “Sorry we didn’t do anything special this year.”
“That’s fine,” I said.
“I hope I really surprised you. Did I surprise you?”
“Yes,” I said.
“I am glad I did, I like to make my baby girl happy and I know you liked to be babied.”
I started the game and it was so boring going through the intro part and I saved when I got the chance. Daddy just slept in his bed while I played.
I still couldn’t wait for this baby to come out.