Birthday gifts!!

So my baby girl birthday was on the 20th (I get 2, my real birthday and this one, which is the day Mummy and I met, or as we like to put it the day she gave birth to Samantha) and I know one or two of you are excited to see what Mummy got me.

A very large box arrived on that special day and the excitement soared inside me. After a long day at work it was time to open my gifts. There were sooooooooooooooooooo many, what a lucky girl I was.

Gift after gift was opened and each one made feel like the specialist baby girl in the world, each gift saturated with Mummys love. I cannot tell you how wonderful it was to have Mummy there, even if it was online, to witness my joy. The first thing I did was put on the dress Mummy had made me, it fitted so well and it is beautiful……

Now feeling like a princess, what does a princess need? Well she needs a tiara and Mummy had got me a very special one…..

Gifts came thick and fast, princess gifts, dvds, a wonderful bag from auntie, thank you auntie, booties, everything my heart could want, little girl presents for a blossoming little girl.

I now have a big brother, D, who has been looking out for me, he is very special. My big brother D, a wonderful big brother any little girl would be proud to have, gave me this cute little bunny, thanks D.

And then dollies, oh my precious dollies. Cinderella, so pretty……

And then came Emma, my dolly Emma, I gasped aloud when I opened her, she now spends night time snuggling with me and I am learning to look after her like Mummy looks after me. It is quite hard to leave her each day when I go to work. UGH work. BLAH work. Who’d be an adult, sooooo hard lol.

There were other gifts too and sweeties and cookies. So many gifts, each one treasured. What a day!! And yes I hear your thoughts, yes I am VERY VERY lucky, not just because of the gifts, but more because I have Mummys love and that validates who I am and helps me get through each day. And my big brother who is there for me and my dear sweet auntie who loves me. This love and care validates me more than anything because to them I am ONLY Samantha. The path is still so long but each day brings me closer to Mummy.

I thought I would also share a pic of just some of my dollies and teddies, there are more but here is a little sample……..

So thank you Mummy for my birthday, the day is etched in my heart as you are. And to all true sissies, adult babies, eternal children and adult little girls, embrace who you are, even if it is only inside, love the child you are, love the girl you are, dreams really do come true.

Sissy Krystal – a path I once trod

If you want an idea of what I look like then Sissy Krystal comes quite close

Before I met Mummy I thought that my need to be fulltime would lead me along a path that Sissy Krystal has already taken. She wants or more correctly needs to validated as a sissy, have everyone know this is what she is. To say she is brave is an understatement. I thought this is where I would end up, hoped I would in a way because then I would be true to mysef, but I was not that brave, my life meant I couldnt take that step, the fear was too much.

This is Sissy Krystal in her own words:

“What’s really important to me more than anything is that everyone knows I  want to live full time in Sissy Dresses and to be acknowledged as a Little Sissy  Girl,  I guess a lot of people will think the worst but they will also never  understand that people have there own lives and in general everyone wants to be  different I think ?

I’ve been a Sissy since I was born and why would I want to change  who I really am. I can’t imagine being born without this wonderful gift, I  cherish my life in lace and frills and I adore wearing Pampers and Plastic  diaper pants. Even though I’m a Sissy Baby I can still think for myself and lead  my everyday life, I don’t need a Supreme Bing to give my life meaning nor do I  need to follow most of the public in worship ( unless is to a Dominate Supreme  Female ).

I really think it’s such a travesty that most people are raised with hatred  and bigotry of people and races of which they are not involved or associated  with. We as Sissies are the kindest and sweetest people anyone could ever meet.  Even so I will always live my life as a Sissy Baby and take solace in knowing  that I truly am a wonderful and special person. If you know a Sissy or ever meet  a Sissy try and bring yourself to experiencing all life’s wonders and you may  find that new and very special close personal friend in life. It takes more  Courage to be a Sissy than to be a Macho Dork.”

What she says is so true to me, yet I didnt feel I could take those steps. When I met Mummy however I realised I could be myself with her and early on I said I would be able to be out as Samantha. Mummy though wants me to be safe and knows that being out as a baby girl for me would not be the right option, a least at the present time, however expressing myself as Samantha outside is OK, just in ‘mens’ clothes.

The world will one day accept sissies, when that will day will come I don’t know, but sissies like Sissy Krystal make that day seem a little closer with their bravery and their desire to be themselves.

For true sissies there is so much desire to be accepted, yet so much fear to not be found out. I now have Mummy who takes my hand and makes me feel so safe that if I walked down the road fully dressed as a baby girl, as me, I would feel no fear, only pride.So to Sissy Krystal I applaud you and hope that life treats you as the princess you truly are.

The adjustment

I’m not sure I will ever get adults, which is not suprising really. I have reached the stage now where EVERYTHING relates to me being a little girl, every aspect of my life in some way bounces back to Sammy. I see the daily grind and beyond, I see myself in a daily routine where I DON’T THINK, I don’t wonder what will happen today, will I fret, will I have to do something I don’t like, will I be able to use the potty? The freedom from thinking is a bliss for an adult baby.

My bff said to me a while back with so much genuine feeling how much she wants me to be with Mummy and how much I had grown into Samantha. This whole life of mine is about being with Mummy, for us both it has been this journey and yet obsticles still lay before us, but what will be will be, because quite simply there will come a day I will not be able to function as an adult anymore. Slowly but surely I am slipping further into my baby girl world and there is no turning back.

Living with Mummy will be a huge adjustment, after playing adult for 20 odd years to suddenly be free will be massive…………….. but so welcome. Regression will come quick and will stay. No more thinking, no more stress, no more confusion.

What is becoming very clear is my need for nappies. I have not wet too much during the night, I am mostly dry in the morning, but I did nearly wet myself at work and that was a bit of a shock to be honest. Mummy agrees that my potty problems will increase and that I really need to be in nappies all the time. Maybe this will happen, maybe I will need to wear some form of nappy during the day as well as my nappies at night.

So as I slip further into the world I belong, taking those tiny steps towards Mummy, my destiny becomes clear, life for me is a little girl nestling content in Mummys arms.

One last thing, thank you all for the birthday wishes you left on Mummys blog, when we share my ‘second’ birthday I will be sure to let you know what presents I got and maybe, just maybe some piccies. *huggles*