Sandy slowly pulled into the driveway. It had been a good weekend. Still she was glad it was over. After turning off the car, Sandy looked over at her sleeping daughter. Sarah was sound a sleep, sucking on her pacifier. Sandy had to admit she looked peaceful. Just like she did as a baby all those years ago. Sarah stirred in her seat.
" we home? " she asked sleepily.
"yes. Lets get you upstairs to bed. "
Soon, Sarah was upstairs and sound asleep.
Sandy was soon climbing into bed. Laying under the covers she stared at the wall. Sandy had to wonder. It seemed like everything she tried to do to get her daughter to grow up had failed. Her family had been no hope at all. Sandy was beginning to think her daughter would never be a normal teenager. She even began to imagine her daughter in many stages still wearing diapers. Stages like going to school, learning to drive, going on dates, going to prom, all the while Sarah was well diapered. A few tears fell from her eyes. No. She thought. There had to be a way. She just could not let this happen. Sandy slowly brushed the tears from her eyes. Soon Sandy was falling asleep.
The next morning Sarah woke up to a very wet diaper. Laying in bed Sarah began to think. OK it was more like worry. She had been waking up wet the past month. She had also been wetting her diapers without trying. This worried Sarah. After all even Sarah knew she could not stay in diapers after the summer ended. Sarah was even looking forward to school in the fall. She was looking forward to joining cheer leading team again. Something she could never do if she was still in diapers. Still she loved being a baby. She loved the feeling of being in diapers and being taken care of. The conflict inside her made her cry. After all part of her wanted to go out and spend the month hanging around with kids her own ago. Maybe hook up with a friend or two. But that would mean that she would have to give up wearing diapers and being a baby. Could she really do that? Finally Sandy walked into the room. Sarah sat up and came to a decision. She was done with being a baby and wanted to go out and be a teenager for the last month of summer. She looked directly at her mother and told her so.
" No. "
" what do you mean no. "
" I told you when this first started that if you wanted to be a baby then it was for the whole summer. I meant it then and I mean it now. "
" But mom " Sarah exclaimed as her mother slid the diaper under her rear. " no buts " her mother proclaimed as she taped the diaper in place. " you were the one who wanted to be a baby. "
Sara just lay there. Her mother was right. She had been playing baby. Truth be told Sara did not know why she had been playing. It all seemed so stupid. Sarah was tired of being a baby. She was tired of wearing diapers and spending all day in that playpen. But the look her mother gave told her she would have no choice. Summer would not end for four more weeks. She was stuck in the life of a baby until the first day of school. Which Sarah felt and that moment could not come soon enough.
Sandy had a different thought going threw her mind. The thought was one simple word: Finally.