I Have It So Good Summary: An 11-year-old boy who has it good. He loves wearing diapers. A boy in a diaper. Hi, my name is Cody and I am 11 and ½ years old. My birthday is in June. I am small for my age but not that small. I would pass for a 3rd grader. I am writing this to tell you of how good I have it. I am in 5th grade and I am excited to be going on to 6th next year. For as long as I can remember I have been wearing diapers to bed. My mom has always demanded it of me. I really don’t know anything different but I don’t care I like wearing them to bed. My normal day goes as this: I wake up and go downstairs to breakfast which of course I climb up into my highchair and have cold cereal usually. Then I head upstairs to take off my diaper and jump into the shower. I get out and get ready for school. I head out the door and say “love you mom, see you when I get home.” Long day at school, can’t wait to get home and into my diapers. I play it cool. I don’t want anyone else to know about my secret life at home. I really don’t have many friends. Although lately I have found a friend this one boy that is pretty cool I think sometime we are going to hang out. Anyway, back to the good stuff. I get home, “Hi mom!” I call, then straight up to my bedroom. My bedroom is, well, it is like a baby’s nursery. It has a crib and a changing table. And of course all my diapers, powders, and wipes. It even has baby wallpaper still up in it. I know it is not normal for an 11-year-old boy to have this, but it is what I like. I walk into my room and drop my backpack on the floor by the door. I undo my pants and let them fall off me. I can hardly wait for the feeling of the soft, warm diaper. Next, I grab my boxers and drop them down, too. I grab a diaper out of my drawer I open it up and lay it open on the floor. I sit down carefully to make sure I am lined up. I grab the bottle of powder next to me and put some on the diaper and myself. Then I lean back and strap myself in with the tape on the sides. I usually do my right side first then the left just the order I have always done it. I reach down and make sure that it is tight. But not to tight, then I stand up and reach into my crib and grab my binki. Put it into my mouth and smile I love this feeling. I run downstairs and over to my toys. You see, not only do I like to wear diapers but I also love to play in them. Like a baby, I play with my baby toys and when my mom talks to me I totally just use baby talk. She smiles and says, “there is my cute baby Cody, I love you.” I say “momma”, I drink milk. She goes over and pulls out a bottle and brings it to me and puts it in my mouth. I lie on my back drinking it and loving every minute of it. When I have to go to the bathroom I just use my diaper and then say, “I need new diaper” and she laughs and goes and gets one and changes me. I play with my toys for a few hours and then about 5:30 my dad gets home he comes in and usually says, “Where is my baby boy?” and run over to him and he picks me up gives me a big hug and pats my diaper. Sometimes he checks to make sure I am not wet or poopy. We usually have dinner around 6ish and of course I climb up into my highchair and eat the food mom has prepared. Sometimes my mom will feed me but most of the time I have to do it myself. After dinner we usually watch a movie this is a great time to suck on the binki. It is a habit, just like popping your knuckles. About a half hour before bed my mom makes me a bottle and gives feeds it to me. With my head on her lap she rubs my hair and tummy. When it is 9:00 my dad holds my hand and leads me upstairs to bed. He changes me and puts me in my pajamas. Then he lifts me up into my crib and turns out the light. “I love you, my Cody,” he says. Then I go to sleep and usually wet at least once. That is a normal day for me at my house. Except the other day it did not go that well at all. (more to come)