I Hate/Love You Mommy
Summary: a 7 year old
boy is being put back to babyhood by his mother and sister. Hates it in the
beginning but wouldn’t want it any way else after a while.
Introduction
Hi, my name is Rick
and I am going to tell the story of my life.
When I was 7 years old
I lived with my mother and sister in a house somewhere out in the country. My
dad had last year past away and though I never had a very good connection with
him, my sister and mother did. He left us a small fortune so mom didn’t work
and could always take care of me and my sister. My sister Kelly was 20 year old
and studying psychology but still lived at home. She didn’t have any interest
in boys and neither she nor mom thought it was necessary for her to move out of
the house. She was very intelligent and always kind and helpful to me. My mom
was also very kind and I knew she loved me, but when she was mad at me and
punished me she could stay mad and ignore me for as long as the punishment
lasted (which could be for up to a month). I was small for my age (I looked
about 5) but I was not as sweet a child as I looked. I was a brat to say it
simple. At school I always fought, never did my homework and at home I was a
burden. To punish me, mom always grounded me for a time depending on what I
did. She never spanks me, she doesn’t believe in it. Anyway, no matter what she
did it wouldn’t stop my behavior.
Part
1
One day I beat a kid
from school a broken nose. I was expelled from school for that and when I got
home I knew what was waiting for me. Or so I thought. When I got home mom
didn’t say anything to me. I didn’t know what was going on and just went to my
room. The next morning after breakfast mom told me to go outside and stay there
for the rest of the day. I just did what she said and went on my bike for the
day with some food and drink. Was this the way she was punishing me? Just
sending me outside? If that’s it for a month or so, the only thing that would
have bothered me was the fact that my mother would stay angry all the time. “I
can cope with that” I thought smiling. The rest of the day I went to some of my
friends and I told them what I happened. They thought it was a strange way to
punish someone but were happy for me. I went home around
“Because it will make
you feel better about all this” was her answer. I didn’t agree with her, but it
also didn’t bother me so I just let it be. When she was done changing me dinner
was ready. Kelly carried me to the kitchen where I found a highchair. Nothing
surprised me anymore and as she put me in it I saw that my dinner consisted out
of 2 jars of baby food that Kelly spoon fed me. It tasted good, but because of
the situation I couldn’t enjoy it. During dinner I had to poop. I thought it
was no use to say I had to go since I already knew what the reply was. I let it
flow in my diaper and because I was sitting it spread all around my but. They
must have noticed it but both didn’t say or do anything. After my food she put
a baby bottle in my mouth filled with milk. I was thirsty so I just drank all
of it knowing that I wouldn’t get a cup if I asked for one.
After dinner mom
carried me upstairs, took off my dirty diaper and cleaned me up without saying
anything. She didn’t rediaper me,
instead she took my clothes off and carried me to the bathroom. She started to
fill the bathtub and that was the moment I realized what she wanted to do. I
objected saying I could wash myself, but she said “babies can’t wash themselves
so stop complaining. While she was washing me she started to explain the
‘rules’ of the coming 6 months. “You will be treated the same way as a baby and
won’t be allowed to go anywhere outside the house without someone to watch you.
Since you are expelled I will home school you the coming 6 months and after
that your life will gradually return to normal. You are also not allowed to
change either your clothes or diapers yourself.”
“Why are you doing
this to me?” I asked despaired. “If you don’t understand that you will have six
months of time to find it out” was the reply. After my bath it was
“Babies need more
sleep so this will be your bedtime from now on.” She put me on the changing
table and started to dress me in a diaper and a footed sleeper. While I lay in
my new crib I thought about what just happened in my life. I only hoped that
when I go to sleep I wake up in my normal bed and discover that this is only a
bad dream. Of course that wasn’t how it went.
I woke up still
surrounded by the bars of the crib. I was still a little drowsy and didn’t knew what that meant. When I realized what was going on I
started to cry. Almost instantly Kelly came running into my room. “What’s wrong
baby?” she asked not expecting a reply. She picked me up and put me on the
changing table, took off my sleeper and started to unfasten my still dry
diaper. I was still crying at this moment and she asked me again what was
wrong, but this time more seriously. “What do you think is wrong!?” I yelled at
her, but immediately I felt guilty about that. She didn’t do anything wrong. To
my surprise she wasn’t mad at all. “Well, I understand you don’t like this
situation but what you did to that kid also wasn’t very nice. You’ll just have
to sit trough this and try to see the benefits of it all.”
“I can’t imagine there
being any benefits at all. I can’t do anything myself anymore.”
“But you don’t have to
anything anymore and you will have a lot of extra attention.”
“But mommy is still
mad at me. I don’t like that kind of attention”
“True, but like I
said, it’s your own fault.”
The first week I
thought it was all awful, but after that week it became better. It was like
Kelly said, I started to see the benefits. But it was
even better. I started to like the most of it and was acting more and more like
a real baby. I didn’t want any of this to ever end and I started to regret what
I had done in the past. All the baby stuff and the babying made me happy. The
diapers where very convenient and I liked the safe feeling of them. If I ever
needed something I could just cry and someone would come for me. Sometimes when
Kelly was feeding me my bottle she would let me lay in her lap. Also being
changed, dressed, bathed, tucked into bed and whatnot by Kelly was wonderful to
me. But as you can read, I liked all those stuff with Kelly. Mom was still
angry with me and that would probably stay that way for those months. I could
hold it for a month, but after that I missed my kind and warm mommy. She didn’t
seem to notice how I changed and that also made me sad. If this was all over
mommy wouldn’t be mad anymore, but this wonderful life I have now will end. Because
I thought about that I wasn’t paying much attention and I didn’t saw one of my
blocks. I tripped and fell with my chin against a toy car in my playpen and bit
my tongue. I stared to cry, but a lot harder then normal. At that time mom was
watching TV in the same room and Kelly was upstairs. I heard Kelly rush downstairs, she must have heard the difference in my crying.
But mom didn’t do anything. She must have heard it but just didn’t look. As
Kelly looked what had happened and tried to comfort me I was angry with mom. How
could she not even look what was going on when I was hurt? I yelled at her “I
hate you. You don’t even care about me and I don’t want to live with you any
more.” This made her look my way, but Kelly picked me up and took me upstairs
to my room even tough she was startled by what I said. She put me on the
changing table. “Why did you say that? You know that’s not true.” She said. “It
is” I said still crying. “Mommy doesn’t even look at me when I’m hurt.”
“Maybe she just
doesn’t know very well how to react when she’s mad and you are hurt.”
“But why is she still
mad? I’ve been a good boy and I’ve changed.”
“she
just doesn’t see that as well as I do apparently. I know you’ve changed but she
doesn’t. How about I lay you down for some rest now and I will talk to her and
when you wake up mommy will understand you better.”
“Can you do that?” I
finally calmed down some. “I can, you just watch.” She changed my diaper and
put me in my crib. “Can you please stay with me Kelly?”
“I’ll stay here till
you are asleep.” I was exhausted and it didn’t took
long before I fell asleep.
What happened while I
was asleep I heard later from Kelly and I’ll tell you now.
Kelly closed the door
to my bedroom and that moment mom came up the stairs. “Where is he, I want to
speak with him.” she said. “He’s asleep now so can I please talk with you
first, mom?”
“I don’t think that
you can talk right what he did wrong, honey.”
“Maybe not, but I want
to at least explain something to you first. Let’s head downstairs so we won’t
wake him.” So they headed downstairs and sat on the couch. “Kelly you know why
I used this to punish him and I thought you agreed to it.”
“I did and still do
mom, but things have changed. More precisely Rick has changed.”
“What do you mean?”
“I mean that for a few
weeks now you are not punishing him with this anymore. You didn’t see this but
he’s come to like the situation as it is and he doesn’t want it any different.
Well, almost not different. “You mean he wants to be treated like a baby and
have all this baby things, instead of being a boy of his age? That’s
ridiculous.”
“This is why I wanted
to speak with you first. If you had said that to him you would have hurt him.
Anyway, that is what I mean and that’s how it is. You can call it ridiculous but
please understand that he’s not the only one who thinks that way and you are
the one who made him discover this.”
“So are you saying I
did it all wrong?” mom said now crying. “No, I think it was the best choice you
could have made. It was a good thing that he knows how it is to be weaker than
others and have no control, but the thing is he has realized that and he
finally learnt from his mistakes, but you didn’t see this mom. I’m not blaming
you for this and I would rather thank you for it but I just wanted to point it
out for you before you go and see him.”
“But why did he say he
hated me when you took him away?”
“Why do you think he
said that? It’s all right if you are mad at him and ignore him, but not if he
hurt himself. I don’t understand why you didn’t even look at him to see if he’s
alright. You must have heard that it wasn’t his usual crying, even I heard that
and I was upstairs.”
“You’re right. I just
hesitated that moment and then I heard you coming.”
“I’m not always enough
for him. He’s very sad that you’re never the mommy that he needs. It was a
torture for him to think that it had to go on for 5 more months without you
ever being nice to him. But when you didn’t take care of him when he was hurt
he just couldn’t take it anymore and I must say that I can’t blame him for
that. He is sorry he said that though.”
“I’m glad someone in
this house knows something of psychology.” She said now smiling. “But what
should I do now?”
“Why do you need my
help mom?”
“Kelly, you where a
child that was a lot easier to raise, plus I had your
father to help me at that time. I’m not strong enough to do this on my own, I
need your help.”
“I’ll be glad to help
you mom.” They hugged each other. “I think the best thing you could do is let
things stay as they are, but make things up with him and be the mommy he needs.”
“But we can’t keep him
a baby forever. He has to grow up someday.”
“That’s true, but I
think you should at least make up for the past few weeks and I think you will
enjoy it to. He has enough time to grow up and until then just let him be the
baby he wants to be.”
“I admit that I do
like him as a baby. All right lets do it that way then.” After that they talked
for a little while longer till they heard crying. “I’ll go get him” Kelly said.
“No let me do it. I still want to talk with him.” Mom replied smiling.
I woke up realizing
immediately what had happened. I started to cry because I didn’t know what else
to do. Someone came up the stairs. I thought it was Kelly but instead mom came trough the door. She picked me up and just held me
rocking me slowly from side to side. “Shhhh, it’s all right baby. Mommy isn’t mad anymore. I’m sorry for
ignoring you when you where hurt. I’ll make it up with you baby.” She was
almost crying. Had I slept for 5 months or something? This was unbelievable. It
was like a dream had come true. I cried even more now and held on to my mommy
tight. I never wanted to let go anymore. “I love you mommy. I’m sorry for what
I said. I didn’t mean it.”
“I know dear, you
don’t have to explain it to me.” When I was calmed down mom changed my diaper
since I wet it when I was asleep. It was very different than normal. Mommy took
her time with it and very gently cleaned me up and rediapered
me, talking baby talk to me all the time. I hadn’t felt so good for a long time
before that.
After that much of my
life was still the same. I was still the baby of the house in diapers and was
still home schooled. Most of the time I just walked around
the house in nothing but a diaper and a t-shirt. But I enjoyed it much
more now. I still loved the time I spent with Kelly, but now I also loved to be
with mommy. For me this life was perfect. I knew I had to grow up someday, but
until then I just wanted to enjoy every moment of it.
THE END
…or is it?
NOTE: I hope you
enjoyed my story so far. I like my story, but I don’t like my ending. So I
wrote another chapter to make the ending better (at least to me). But I wanted
every one to know that the next chapter contains some science-fiction. That is
why I wrote two endings. If you don’t like science-fiction then I advice you to
leave the story as it is and not to read on. Still I want to thank everyone who
read my story and if you have any commands please sent them to me. My e-mail: [email protected]
Part
2
For a few months now I
am treated like a baby by my mommy and my sister Kelly. I love every moment of
it and wouldn’t want it any other way. In some parts of my daily life I’m a
baby. I love to lay in mommy or Kelly’s lap and being fed a bottle just like a
baby and sometimes mommy even breastfeeds me. But most of the time I’m more of
a toddler.
I have a stroller and
when I went outside with mommy for the first time I was kind of hesitant about
it. What would other people say about it. But mommy
assured me that everything would be alright and that if my friends laughed at
me they aren’t my friends at all. She was right and we went for a walk in the
park. I liked my stroller and slept in it most of the way.
A normal day in my
life now looked somewhat like this:
This was the usual
routine but it wasn’t exactly like this because there were always things like
diaper changes and special stuff and weekends and I also spend time with mommy
and Kelly outside of the lessons. Anyway, there were only 2 things in my life I
didn’t like. The first thing was that I was growing up slowly witch I didn’t
want. The second thing was the lessons I had to follow because I had to grow
up. Nobody forced me to potty train or anything and I was still a baby, but I
sometimes wished that things could always stay like this.
One Saturday I was
playing with my toddler toys in my playpen and mom and Kelly where watching the
news. I usually didn’t care about the news but that day something drew my
attention. They said scientists were on the verge of discovering the secret of
eternal youth. They didn’t say much about it but it still got me very exited. If
they can keep me young forever my life would be perfect. I wouldn’t have to
grow up and I would be a baby forever.
That night Kelly
brought me to bed. “Kelly, do you think those scientists will be able to keep
people young forever?”
“Why? Don’t you want
to become a big boy?” she said teasingly. “No! I a baby.”
Kelly laughed. “I hope they do. I just want you to be our little baby forever.
But I don’t know if they can. I’m not a scientist.” My face turned sad. “Aw but
don’t worry, you will always be my little baby brother.”
“Thank you Kelly. Good
night.”
“Good
night little one.” I lay
there for a while just sucking my bottle and thinking about it. Then I gave it
a rest.
A few months after
that it was my 8th birthday. Kelly had just graduated
and had already found a good paying job as psychiatrist. Because of that we had
more then enough money to live since Kelly still didn’t want to move out of the
house and shared all the money she didn’t need. For my birthday I got some
toddler toys and other stuff. But I also got something I would have never
thought to get. In one of the presents was a little box that said Age Break. “What’s this?” I said. “Read
the backside. I know you will like it” mommy said. On the backside it said that
the pills in that box would stop people from aging and if used correctly even
make them younger, though unable to have children ever again. My mouth just
fell open and I wet myself right there. “Baby, I know this is what you want. I
spoke with Kelly about it and if you know for sure that you want to be a baby,
we will all take those pills and take care of you forever.”
“Yes, mommy, this is
what I want. Thank you. Both of you.”
From that moment we
used the pills. Mom and Kelly used them to stay the way they were and I even
used them to go back to my 3 year old body. Mommy didn’t home school me anymore
since that wasn’t necessary. I was now the baby of the house and would be that
for as long as I wanted. But I don’t think I will ever get tired of it.
THE END