✧･ﾟ Proudest moment you've had as a Daddy/Mommy?

[Wolfycheeks]

Hello hello! ♥

 

Every Daddy or Mommy has moments when they're really proud of their little. Maybe it's the moment you can tell the times you learned your little, or guided them, paid off? Maybe it's because your little did things they were afraid to do in the first place? Or because they overcame personal obstacles? OR was it the time they were better than you at videogames!? (looking at you nemo)

 

Tell us a story that made you most proud of your little!

Edited November 27, 2017 by Wolfycheeks

[Guest Georgia-Daddy2]

I have had 3 different littles and even though they aren't mine anymore they have all made me very proud of them.

 

My first little: She was a bratty trouble maker who loved to push buttons. I wasn't sure if being a daddy was for me at the time but I got her to work harder in school and bring her C average to a B+ average.

 

My second little: When we met she had a lot of self confidence problems, very few friends, and a self harming problem. At the time I also had a drinking problem. Together I helped her stop cutting all together and she helped me stop drinking as much. She became more self confident and now has tons of friends. She even has a new boyfriend and I am so proud of her.

 

My third little: Probably the most bratty little thing ever. She didn't fully submit for awhile and it took a lot to handle her. She was so much fun even if she was being a brat. I gave her pep talks before some of her dance competitions and she came back with a first place ribbon. Even if she didn't I made her feel like she was a winner to me. I taught her a little bit of Spanish and she caught on very quickly. She was a phenomenal little and has a new daddy. I'm super happy for her as well.

 

I hate that each of these relationships ended but I am happy that I had the chance to guide them. It doesn't matter if we broke each other's hearts, in the end we all learned and became stronger because of it.

[_survivalist]

So my little (Anna) has anxiety issues which as a whole has been improving drastically which is what I'm truly proud of her for.

 

The single moment, though, in which I felt the most proud was when she asked me to buy something because she was anxious about it, I say okay and as I turn around I notice that she's ordering for herself.

 

That courage is what I'm proud of.

[Guest Beardless Viking]

Not really a single incident, but many incidents throughout a relationship.

My first Little who I was with for about a year and a half had a lot of very serious mental issues; PTSD, anxiety, depression, anorexia, delusions (periods of time where she'd think the entire world wanted to kill her, and she was prepared to take her own life in case someone came at her door). When I met her she was desperate for something, anything - which is why she wanted to be with me in the first place. She needed comfort and peace, and I was the first person to give her that. We met online, and at first she spent days at a time stuck in bed, so miserable that she barely managed to get up to feed herself and go to the bathroom - and only because I insisted that she needed to. The first months were really rough. She was clearly in desperate need of medications, but because of past traumatic experiences (she was forcefully institutionalized) she refused to go to the doctor. We spent entire days going back and forth on KIK, because she'd blow up at me every little thing, and used me as a punching bag to get her frustration and anger out on. But I stuck around, and every now and then she'd have a moment of clarity where she could have a normal conversation, where she could go buy groceries, she could be loving, and she could be what resembled a girlfriend. 

I'm proud of myself for a lot of things, and proud of her - for how much she achieved and grew while we were together, even if our relationship ended quite badly. I helped her begin her recovery from her eating disorder, I stayed awake all night to comfort her (inconvenient timezones), I was always there. I convinced her to go see a doctor, where she was later diagnosed with AD/HD, which explained a lot of her executive dysfunction, and was medicated, which helped her immensely. I convinced her to see a therapist about a lot of her horrible thoughts, which again, helped immensely. If you've ever tried getting someone who is terrified of health care personnel to go see one of them, you'll know how difficult it is. There was a lot of crying, cursing, a few near-mental breakdowns outside the offices, but she still went. Watching her grow was one of the most rewarding experiences of my life, and while there was a lot of ups and downs in that relationship, and I eventually had to end it for the sake of my own well-being, I left her in a much better place than when I met her.  I wish her the best, and I hope that wherever she is, she is happy, and she finds the love that she deserves. 

Edited November 28, 2017 by Beardless Viking

[DadaLlama]

The proudest moment for my little was when she quit her job in order to focus more on her health and well being. Yegs, it was a decision that big-us decided for the household. But at the same time, my little was struggling with such a big decision because she doesn't like putting herself first. I was very proud of her for coming to terms with this on her own.