(10-12-2020, 09:00 PM)Girlygirl Wrote: I’m glad that it has worked out for you, Babybunnykins. There are a few adult babies that post on here regularly and am constantly amazed how differently each view and approach their respective situations, but your devotion to and love for all things infant really shines through in this post. 
Thank you Girlygirl
I have been an adult baby for nearly my whole life, but for many years it was very difficult because it was in my young years when there was no internet, no information on AB's and the feeling that I was the only person in the world that did this. The shame of being caught by the police for stealing nappies off a washing line and so many many confusing and mind bending desires coming up daily that I couldn't get satisfaction for. Namely the wish to be in the arms of a woman as her baby. I have had no desire for a male to do this, it is the female energy I desire and to be cocooned as a small infant of up to 6 months. This raging desire which I see so much in the younger generation and there demands online for a mummy or daddy which I understand so much and for which they are lucky that they have the internet to find out early that they are not alone.
I have been lucky that once I found out that others had the same desire as myself, I then sought out people in Australia and even did an interview for a magazine in Australia called Picture Magazine. It was a tits and bum magazine but they treated the subject very nicely and I had a beautiful girl come along and put into a nappy and then put her in one. They took lots of pictures and wrote a very nice article call Happy Nappy Chappy. They also put my post box address in the article and I had a few answers and made some great friends.Â
I met a mistress in Adelaide and she had an trainee mistress who she put in charge of me. We had a lot of fun and she would take me out places dressed as a baby suck as the movies. She was a lot of fun and had her own young boy and we would go back to her house and she would put me on the floor with her son and we would play with his toys. Her husband was in a rock band and sometimes the band would come through and none said anything about me and it was fun. I have so many stories, I think I should write a book. It wasn't until I went to India for 6 years that I met my first wife/mummy. And then my love of Asian mummys came about.
This is getting really long so I will stop.Â
I'm a lot different from many I read about who have been forced to be a baby in nappies by their mummies all though I do crave that in myself. We tend to crave what we can not have.
Chat soon.

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My nanny who I love very very much. We speak often online. Oh how I miss her love and care.

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My mummy who cares for me with so much love and devotion. I miss with all my heart.