A Caregiver's Dream Day

[TeddyBearWithMe]

I've seen many posts online about an ideal Daddy/little day from a little's perspective, and they're all lovely to read. But I recently thought about the day of my dreams from a caregiver's perspective. 

To other CGs, I'd love to hear about what an ideal day with your little would look like to you. And littles, which parts of these answers resonate most with you? 

Adding my own answer in the first comment below.

[TeddyBearWithMe]

Here's my story! I wrote quite a bit as I posted this as a story elsewhere. There's no sexual content, but there is some intense sweetness between a caregiver and his diaper-wearing little girl.

CW: Diapers (skip if it's not your thing!)

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She and I wake up already in each other’s arms.

There’s no alarm, nowhere important to be today. Still sleepy, we instinctively switch to a new cuddle position. I feel her holding her stuffie against her chest, and it makes me smile to think of the bond they share. I sense her easy breaths become slower as she falls back asleep. A wave of calm rushes over me knowing she’s happy, safe, comfy, and warm. I end up drifting back to sleep too.

Once we wake up again, we know without saying a word that it’s time to get up. But nothing gets in the way of our cuddles. We spoon for a bit longer and ease into consciousness before I finally summon the energy to get up first. I unbutton her onesie, take off her overnight diaper, and guide her into the shower. Mornings have never been our strong suit.

While she cleans up, I finish preparing the food and drinks for our picnic lunch—all the classics plus a few surprise foods that’ll make her little heart happy. I pack our picnic basket with the food, utensils, plates, and glasses. All set for a charming meal!

After we both finish our morning routines, I lead her to our changing mat in the nursery and put her into a fresh diaper for the day. She wiggles a bit as she enjoys that familiar comfy embrace. Then I have her raise up her arms as high as possible and slide on a cute dress. Subtle enough for being in public, but I know how it still makes her feel smol. She’s so beautiful. I pack up her changing bag, and we head out the door.

I drive everywhere when we’re together, so she knows to head straight to the passenger door. I open the door for her, buckle her seatbelt, and give her a loving kiss on the forehead. That always makes her giggle, and it’s one of my favorite things ever too. Off we go!

It’s the first cool day heading into fall, and the leaves are just starting to show signs of change after a hot summer. The journey up into the mountains is scenic and peaceful, one of our favorite drives together. She loves animals, so she can’t help but point out every horse, cow, and bird along the way. She teaches me new fun facts about each, and we try to identify the birds together. We’re getting pretty good thanks to the birdfeeders in our backyard.

We arrive at a completely empty ridge far up in the mountains and away from civilization. No one will be bothering us here, and I set up our picnic blanket in a spot with a beautiful view. I ask her teasingly if she needs a bib, pull out her a sippy cup from the picnic basket, and we share a delicious meal as the sounds of nature and a distant train horn fill our senses. Her eyes light up when she sees the sweet treats I snuck into the basket. The occasional breeze ruffles the leaves and gives me goosebumps. The weather is amazing today, and I’m so thankful to be sharing it with her.

After our meal, we put everything back in the car and I casually check her diaper. It’s wet, but there’s still enough capacity to last the afternoon. I help her change into clothes more fitting for a hike and apply some anti-chaffing balm to her diaper area. She thanks me for protecting her, and I light up. We set off into the nearby forest to go on one of our characteristic adventures.

Along the way, I direct her to find five signs of fall as a scavenger hunt. After all, we’re both so excited for the cozier days of autumn ahead. After the fifth one, I pull out a gold star sticker and put one on her hand. She swoons as I call her “my good girl” and we continue down the path holding hands.

She spots a mushroom and gets excited. In the task app that we share, she gets Good Girl Points for each day she points out a mushroom, squirrel, or bunny. It takes her a while, but she finds the others too and I give her some praising pats on the head and an encouraging hug. I’m so proud of her. I start wondering what reward she’ll end up redeeming these Points for.

Awhile later, we stop on a bench for a quick rest. One minute turns into an hour as we start talking about anything and everything. Her head rests on my lap and she’s looking up at me with those dough eyes that constantly melt my heart. I run my fingers through her hair over and over as we keep sharing our innermost thoughts. In that moment, I feel another surge of gratitude for her and this beautiful life connection that we share. Our dynamic is just the icing on top.

The end of the hike leads us to a stunning overlook on a ridge facing out to the west. It’s a hidden gem, and we question how no one else knows about it. But for now, it’s our little secret, just like our CG/l roles and what she wears most of the time. We’re miles from anyone at this point, and we revel in the ability to just be our full selves together.

It’s approaching sunset now, so I set up my tripod to capture a timelapse. Maybe we can inspire others to have their own adventures! We hold hands and sit there together in silence just taking it all in. Eventually the last gimmer of sun disappears below the horizon and the clouds light up in a dizzying array of color that fills us with awe and wonder. She grabs my arm and I pull her close, then I let out a content sigh as she rests her head against my shoulder. This is magical.

We get back to the car with the aid of a flashlight and headlamp. To her delight, some late-season lightning bugs also help light our way. We joke about how I call them lightning bugs and she calls them fireflies.

Before we drive off, I lay her down in the back on the changing mat and give her the diaper change she’s needed for a while. All clean now! Diaper changes are one of our most intimate moments, and we share our usual embrace after. We head home and she plays passenger princess by choosing our playlist and feeding me snacks. I catch her looking out the car window up at the stars a few times. My little stargazer.

It’s getting late once we’re home, but we’re hungry. We decide to make our best quick recipe and help each other out in the kitchen. Cooking together always makes the meal taste even better. We take turns playing music from our playlists at dinner.

She then asks to make a dessert to satisfy her sweet tooth, but I tell her it’s too late. She pulls out her task app and redeems the Good Girl Points she earned today for a homemade dessert reward. I knew this would come back to bite me. We get baking and I feed her the cookies she decided on. This time she gets that bib. I can’t trust her with crumbs.

It’s getting close to bedtime now, and it’s time to start our routine. The thinner diaper I put her in before leaving the park is pretty wet now, so I strip her of that and draw a bath. She likes extra bubbles, so I pour in more than any rational person should accept. I locate some bath toys, including our cute turtle and whale friends, plus some water-soluble markers and bath foam. We like taking baths together, so I sit down in the back with my legs around her. She starts playing with her toys and draws some cute hearts and butterflies on the wall. I tell her she’s such a good drawer, then put my arms around her and hold her tight. She’s the sweetest thing ever.

I can tell she’s getting tired now. After drying off, I lead her to our nursery and help her onto the changing table. I put a stuffie into her arms, which she instinctively hugs. Now she has a fresh diaper for bed, and an adorable onesie to make her feel extra safe. She smiles up at me again with those same dough eyes. I revel in the shared admiration we have for each other in moments like this.

I pop a paci in her mouth and clip it to her onesie, then head to the kitchen to make her a bottle of choco moo, our silly name for chocolate milk. I return to the nursery and see her holding her stuffie, clearly trying to hold off sleep. The way she rhythmically sucks on her paci is so calming to me too. I put the bottle down in our nursery’s cozy corner and pick her up from the changing table. She instinctively attaches herself to me like a koala. Picking her up and carrying her around is one of my favorite things as a caregiver. I gently put her down and pull a soft blankie over her and her stuffie.

I pick out a bedtime story that we recently got from the library and settle in behind her. She nestles her head into the crook of my arm and I can’t help but kiss her head. She giggles, then yawns. We both laugh as her paci falls out. Time for her bottle, I guess! I hold that up to her mouth in one hand as I start reading our story about adventures and kindness. The voices are her favorite part, and I lean into it for dramatic effect.

By the time I’m done reading, she’s finished her bottle and obviously ready for bed. I reach down around her onesie and feel that her diaper is already a tiny bit wet. She’s told me that’s her favorite way to fall sleep. So cute.

She loves having a bottle before bed, but it means she has one last responsibility. She always protests, but we head to the bathroom for Toothbrush Buddies! It’s our fun name to make brushing our teeth less of a chore. We make our customary silly faces and noises at each other. I love how light-hearted and fun we both make each other feel.

Once we both finish up, I carry her into our bedroom and tuck her in with a forehead kiss, placing her paci back in her mouth. She grabs her bed stuffie before I can even get it and holds it close. I lock the door, turn out the lights, and hop into bed myself.

She knows to roll on her side at this point, and I settle up behind her and make her my little spoon. It feels like the most natural thing in the world. I give her a few reassuring diaper pats, hear a few last giggles, then I put my arm around her and her stuffie. We sleep like this every night, whether we’re in our CG/little spaces or not.

Within minutes, I feel her body’s sleepy twitches, meaning she’s drifted peacefully off to sleep. A blissful smile comes to my face, and I feel an immense sense of calm. Like everything is right in the world. I used to have horrible insomnia, but holding her makes me feel at ease and clears my mind like nothing else.

Right before I fall asleep, I reflect back on our incredible day and how special our connection is. Her curiosity of the world, compassion, calmness, generosity, innocence, and appreciation of small things all make my heart light up. The vulnerability we share as both adult partners and CG/l is so beautiful. And while not every day can be as magical as this one, I feel excited for the lifetime of memories ahead of us.

Edited October 29, 2024 by TeddyBearWithMe

[Sadistic_Nursing_Mommy]

This will take a bit,.. next Project though...( ;

[Sadistic_Nursing_Mommy]

~Perfect Days With Lil~

   Everyday with my treasured little girl is a perfect one in one way or another. However, this one starts off with high meadow sounds and crisp air. 

 My little and I had decided to go camping. Not the "take a number and park camping"... But the way off the trail kind. Yesterday we had found this place next to a beautiful mountain pond, and set up our tent under a few stray trees inside the meadow. 

  This morning, I woke to a soft little nose pressing up against my arm, then neck, then chest... 

   I looked down and grinned from the inside out... Soft eyes look up at me and she stretches with a "good morning Mommy", good morning princess I say. I take in her smell, and the image of 5 special stuffies, tangled on her worn out favorite blanket.

   As we lay there, in the absolute middle of nowhere with the morning sun stretching lazily over the earth, she snuggles down under the covers and latches onto my breast. As she does, I put a hand behind her head, combing through her silky hair, I hold her in a bear hug snuggle close and hard for a second . She smiles and half giggles. I say in a serious and low voice,... I Love you Sweetheart. She just goes on as she nods a bit up and down. After drifting in and out of bliss, and between awake and sleep.  Eventually when she is ready, she comes up and kisses my neck with sweet pecks.  I smile and hold her precious head in both hands and kiss her sweet forehead. Mommy, let's go swimming now!!  She half asks half squeals. Before breakfast?? I say. "YESSSS Mommy!!"  She bounces up and down in the criss cross position.  "I want to use my new floaty". I stretch slowly and come to my knees, okay then, we can go for a little swim. As I am gathering my little ones floaty and sunblock, with my back turned to her I say, "Do you remember what I told you yesterday about running off alone up here"  I say.. " DOOOO Nooooot Go any fartherrrrr than I can see you Mommy. "She says half sarcasticly. That's right I said. A million things could end up going wrong if you don't listen, and I am not playing about this. "I know I know,"  still criss cross, she nods rapidly while shooting me a look under her eyelashes accompanied by a grin on only half of her pretty mouth. "Say it" , I say.  "Tell me out loud what I told you last night." She smirks, " if I don't listen and stay close, I will be in the hugest trouble! she half scoffs,.. and starts to roll her eyes when I catch her gaze, and she thinks differently. 'Yes, and you DON'T want to find out what that is" I remind her. 

   I reach down and pull her to her feet, and she stands up straight with a bounce. "I will be the best girl ever!" she says. I raise an eyebrow and motion for her to grab my hand. She does, and we enter into the wild wilderness air together as she bends down to pick meadow flowers here and there all along the way, and all while I continue walking us on. "Mommy look!" I look as she hands me a few pink and purple delicate flowers.  I smile proudly. Thank you sweets I say, as I smell them, and tuck them behind her ear... "Mommy will save these for our scrapbook to keep always"  I say. She skips a bit, and the tiny trail leads to the shoreline of the beautiful clear mountain pond. She finally lets go of my hand, and bends to put her fingers into the clean water. "Oh Mommy it's cold!" she says with a frown quickly showing on her face,..   She looks back at the pond. "It won't be so bad if you stay up on your inner tube I say... Still frowning she bends to take off her shoes. She has on the cutest lace trimmed pink shorts, and a crisp ruffled white top, and two tiny pink bows to match. Mommy will help you put on your swimming suit and sunblock, I say. "Kay" she says pulling off her top without care and dropping it. She covers her chest,.. as I look up at her over my bent down head. You shy? I say poking fun.  Just then she points to a beautiful butterfly in a dance with another, and squeals, "oooo."  Mommy, so pretty." Still pointing I reach over and softly pull down her pink lace shorts slowly, and she slips out, showing of her flowered undies. Her soft wild hair falls so beautifully down her bare back, and I can't help but let out "mmmm...  little one" ..Gawd!  I focus and ask for her foot as I hold down her Strawberry Shortcake swimming suit, and she slides in. It is a two piece, but frilled, and bows on the sides and I help her tie them, and tenderly put sunscreen on her soft skin. I take off my top, leaving jean shorts over a red bikini... And fill the inner tube. As l I do, my baby girl runs back and forth in the shallow parts of the pond,.. and throws water up at me with a splashes  Naughty! I say grinning. Okay,.. let's try this baby. Okay, she says.. and I wade her pink and yellow inner tube down into the water. It's large, so I sit up on it,.. and hold both arms out to my girl.. Come here I say. "Otay Mommy" she hurrys to me, and puts her head into my lap, I turn her around and help her onto the tube in front of me. This way I can feel her every move with my whole body. She and I float out into the pond, watching fish jump and butterflies dip up and down. I put my mouth to her soft right ear, leaning in,.. I say I love you past the galaxy as  I breathe out... Mmhumm, she nods. She is laying against me, so she looks up, tilting her head  to see me smiling at her.. she gives a half second smile back.  I hold her tight for a long while, and I can't imagine how I am so lucky as to have my beautiful little one in my arms in this wild and beautiful place.  

   After we get back to shore, I can tell she's hungry. Let's go fry some bacon I say. On shore, I tell her to help me, and be a big girl and I ask her to carry the clothes in our swimming bag back to the tent. When there, I say,.. let's take off those wet clothes cutie. She shakes her head no. Oh Yes I insist. She shakes her head again... no no no.. She knows not to use that word, but she also somehow knows  I'll let it slip this time. She raises her hands above her head and I simply pull a beautiful sun dress in light yellow and baby blue flowers over her head. There I say..  Later, while heating up the camp grill, she runs past me towards something she wants,..  I frown sternly.  I stand up with intention and call her back to me. She walks over, her head hanging and looking at the ground. I ask her why I called her to me. Because I was dangerous, she says. Something like that. You ran past a fire,  and you know better. Butttt.. Nooo...!! She whines . What do you need to do now, I ask. She holds both arms out and hands out, palms to the  sky, and lowers her head. I decide to give her one more chance,... but hold her neck firmly in my hands while I tell her how I don't want her to get hurt. "I'ss  Swee" , she mumbles.

   Later with sausage and bacon smells floating all around us, my babygirl holds out her plate, and I load it up. I have our favorite music 🎵 playing, and we smile and sway while munching. 

   
   After we go get clear water together in a bucket 🪣 to clean pan and dishes. I smell the delightful caffeine  I am heating, and add creamer while handing my girl her sippy. I had laid down a comfy Winnie the Pooh blanket earlier, and she is laying there, sucking she sippy, humming, and looking up at the clouds happy as a clam, and so, I am as well. This is Heaven.

    I decide to take my girl on a nature walk. I explain the different plants, and I'm taking pictures of this wonderful day... 

    I have her pose in various beautiful positions. What a cutie. We head back.. and now it's past lunch time. I get out our food, and she comes over and pulls on my shirt. You want that, I say? Nodding, I continue to prepare as she drinks.

   Afterwards we eat, and when done I ask her what time it is?! Noooo, she yells and runs away. No nap. No nap Mommy. Yes nap I say. I walk her into the tent  with a comforting breeze running through it. I point to her mat as  I grab her blinged out pacifier and a favorite book. She plays with my fingers as  I read, and we drift into another level of heaven. 

   While we were supposed to be sleeping though, my sweet girl thought she heard something interesting. She sneaks outside and follows her instincts to chase. I am not asleep, I am Upset. Baby knows very well not to run off. We had gone over this for weeks and weeks now.

   I step outside,  and call her name. Nothing. I call again. No answer. Now what? 

   As I look, walk and call her, I finally hear my girls timid and small voice calling back,  "I sorry Mommy." Oh, she is, but she doesn't know how much yet.
 
   I look at her, grab her hand,  and march her back to the tent.  I sit on the log by our fire pit. What time is it, I say. She won't look at me. I repeat my question, and then just answer it for her anyhow . It's punishment time. Isn't it? Come and kneel by Mommy. I pull up the sundress up while I tell her to repeat to me why she's getting punished. 

   As she starts to talk , I rub her cute bum. Yes, well... that's why we're here now. As I begin her spanking slowly and purposely, l I have her count. As she does, I up the pressure. Soon she's red, and whining a bit, witch I have to admit I love. When my hand gets soar, I grab my special brush, and finish as I hold her hands back and away in one of mine. 

   She's reaching to block at this point, so I believe we are getting  the message hopefully. After tears are just about to  fall, I pull her shoulders and kneel her up. I make her repeat both why she was punished, and what she will do next time.  I pull her hair out of her face, and kiss her nose...

   Come lay down with me in the fresh air. I point to where , and we hold each other. I have a spare paci in my pocket, so I give that to her. And I tell her I am proud of how she took her punishment. Soon all is well... And we finally drift off for a bit.

   When we wake, . .. We walk up to the waterfall we had found earlier and I tell her I need to wash her hair.  I carefully wash all of her in the natural shower and then myself . After we hide behind the beautiful falls, and I tell her how I've never wanted anything more than this life with her.  I am blissful. So is my girl.

   We walk back, I'm holding her hand again, and she is rambling on about something. I cook dinner, and we listen to music softly. 

   That night we fall asleep nursing, counting the  stars, and telling each other our very own stories.

   The best part is, ...

   We will do this ALL again soon.

~ CAMPING WITH MOMMY

[Marifoxy]

On 8/31/2024 at 8:26 PM, TeddyBearWithMe said:

Here's my story! I wrote quite a bit as I posted this as a story elsewhere. There's no sexual content, but there is some intense sweetness between a caregiver and his diaper-wearing little girl.

CW: Diapers (skip if it's not your thing!)

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She and I wake up already in each other’s arms.

There’s no alarm, nowhere important to be today. Still sleepy, we instinctively switch to a new cuddle position. I feel her holding her stuffie against her chest, and it makes me smile to think of the bond they share. I sense her easy breaths become slower as she falls back asleep. A wave of calm rushes over me knowing she’s happy, safe, comfy, and warm. I end up drifting back to sleep too.

Once we wake up again, we know without saying a word that it’s time to get up. But nothing gets in the way of our cuddles. We spoon for a bit longer and ease into consciousness before I finally summon the energy to get up first. I unbutton her onesie, take off her overnight diaper, and guide her into the shower. Mornings have never been our strong suit.

While she cleans up, I finish preparing the food and drinks for our picnic lunch—all the classics plus a few surprise foods that’ll make her little heart happy. I pack our picnic basket with the food, utensils, plates, and glasses. All set for a charming meal!

After we both finish our morning routines, I lead her to our changing mat in the nursery and put her into a fresh diaper for the day. She wiggles a bit as she enjoys that familiar comfy embrace. Then I have her raise up her arms as high as possible and slide on a cute dress. Subtle enough for being in public, but I know how it still makes her feel smol. She’s so beautiful. I pack up her changing bag, and we head out the door.

I drive everywhere when we’re together, so she knows to head straight to the passenger door. I open the door for her, buckle her seatbelt, and give her a loving kiss on the forehead. That always makes her giggle, and it’s one of my favorite things ever too. Off we go!

It’s the first cool day heading into fall, and the leaves are just starting to show signs of change after a hot summer. The journey up into the mountains is scenic and peaceful, one of our favorite drives together. She loves animals, so she can’t help but point out every horse, cow, and bird along the way. She teaches me new fun facts about each, and we try to identify the birds together. We’re getting pretty good thanks to the birdfeeders in our backyard.

We arrive at a completely empty ridge far up in the mountains and away from civilization. No one will be bothering us here, and I set up our picnic blanket in a spot with a beautiful view. I ask her teasingly if she needs a bib, pull out her a sippy cup from the picnic basket, and we share a delicious meal as the sounds of nature and a distant train horn fill our senses. Her eyes light up when she sees the sweet treats I snuck into the basket. The occasional breeze ruffles the leaves and gives me goosebumps. The weather is amazing today, and I’m so thankful to be sharing it with her.

After our meal, we put everything back in the car and I casually check her diaper. It’s wet, but there’s still enough capacity to last the afternoon. I help her change into clothes more fitting for a hike and apply some anti-chaffing balm to her diaper area. She thanks me for protecting her, and I light up. We set off into the nearby forest to go on one of our characteristic adventures.

Along the way, I direct her to find five signs of fall as a scavenger hunt. After all, we’re both so excited for the cozier days of autumn ahead. After the fifth one, I pull out a gold star sticker and put one on her hand. She swoons as I call her “my good girl” and we continue down the path holding hands.

She spots a mushroom and gets excited. In the task app that we share, she gets Good Girl Points for each day she points out a mushroom, squirrel, or bunny. It takes her a while, but she finds the others too and I give her some praising pats on the head and an encouraging hug. I’m so proud of her. I start wondering what reward she’ll end up redeeming these Points for.

Awhile later, we stop on a bench for a quick rest. One minute turns into an hour as we start talking about anything and everything. Her head rests on my lap and she’s looking up at me with those dough eyes that constantly melt my heart. I run my fingers through her hair over and over as we keep sharing our innermost thoughts. In that moment, I feel another surge of gratitude for her and this beautiful life connection that we share. Our dynamic is just the icing on top.

The end of the hike leads us to a stunning overlook on a ridge facing out to the west. It’s a hidden gem, and we question how no one else knows about it. But for now, it’s our little secret, just like our CG/l roles and what she wears most of the time. We’re miles from anyone at this point, and we revel in the ability to just be our full selves together.

It’s approaching sunset now, so I set up my tripod to capture a timelapse. Maybe we can inspire others to have their own adventures! We hold hands and sit there together in silence just taking it all in. Eventually the last gimmer of sun disappears below the horizon and the clouds light up in a dizzying array of color that fills us with awe and wonder. She grabs my arm and I pull her close, then I let out a content sigh as she rests her head against my shoulder. This is magical.

We get back to the car with the aid of a flashlight and headlamp. To her delight, some late-season lightning bugs also help light our way. We joke about how I call them lightning bugs and she calls them fireflies.

Before we drive off, I lay her down in the back on the changing mat and give her the diaper change she’s needed for a while. All clean now! Diaper changes are one of our most intimate moments, and we share our usual embrace after. We head home and she plays passenger princess by choosing our playlist and feeding me snacks. I catch her looking out the car window up at the stars a few times. My little stargazer.

It’s getting late once we’re home, but we’re hungry. We decide to make our best quick recipe and help each other out in the kitchen. Cooking together always makes the meal taste even better. We take turns playing music from our playlists at dinner.

She then asks to make a dessert to satisfy her sweet tooth, but I tell her it’s too late. She pulls out her task app and redeems the Good Girl Points she earned today for a homemade dessert reward. I knew this would come back to bite me. We get baking and I feed her the cookies she decided on. This time she gets that bib. I can’t trust her with crumbs.

It’s getting close to bedtime now, and it’s time to start our routine. The thinner diaper I put her in before leaving the park is pretty wet now, so I strip her of that and draw a bath. She likes extra bubbles, so I pour in more than any rational person should accept. I locate some bath toys, including our cute turtle and whale friends, plus some water-soluble markers and bath foam. We like taking baths together, so I sit down in the back with my legs around her. She starts playing with her toys and draws some cute hearts and butterflies on the wall. I tell her she’s such a good drawer, then put my arms around her and hold her tight. She’s the sweetest thing ever.

I can tell she’s getting tired now. After drying off, I lead her to our nursery and help her onto the changing table. I put a stuffie into her arms, which she instinctively hugs. Now she has a fresh diaper for bed, and an adorable onesie to make her feel extra safe. She smiles up at me again with those same dough eyes. I revel in the shared admiration we have for each other in moments like this.

I pop a paci in her mouth and clip it to her onesie, then head to the kitchen to make her a bottle of choco moo, our silly name for chocolate milk. I return to the nursery and see her holding her stuffie, clearly trying to hold off sleep. The way she rhythmically sucks on her paci is so calming to me too. I put the bottle down in our nursery’s cozy corner and pick her up from the changing table. She instinctively attaches herself to me like a koala. Picking her up and carrying her around is one of my favorite things as a caregiver. I gently put her down and pull a soft blankie over her and her stuffie.

I pick out a bedtime story that we recently got from the library and settle in behind her. She nestles her head into the crook of my arm and I can’t help but kiss her head. She giggles, then yawns. We both laugh as her paci falls out. Time for her bottle, I guess! I hold that up to her mouth in one hand as I start reading our story about adventures and kindness. The voices are her favorite part, and I lean into it for dramatic effect.

By the time I’m done reading, she’s finished her bottle and obviously ready for bed. I reach down around her onesie and feel that her diaper is already a tiny bit wet. She’s told me that’s her favorite way to fall sleep. So cute.

She loves having a bottle before bed, but it means she has one last responsibility. She always protests, but we head to the bathroom for Toothbrush Buddies! It’s our fun name to make brushing our teeth less of a chore. We make our customary silly faces and noises at each other. I love how light-hearted and fun we both make each other feel.

Once we both finish up, I carry her into our bedroom and tuck her in with a forehead kiss, placing her paci back in her mouth. She grabs her bed stuffie before I can even get it and holds it close. I lock the door, turn out the lights, and hop into bed myself.

She knows to roll on her side at this point, and I settle up behind her and make her my little spoon. It feels like the most natural thing in the world. I give her a few reassuring diaper pats, hear a few last giggles, then I put my arm around her and her stuffie. We sleep like this every night, whether we’re in our CG/little spaces or not.

Within minutes, I feel her body’s sleepy twitches, meaning she’s drifted peacefully off to sleep. A blissful smile comes to my face, and I feel an immense sense of calm. Like everything is right in the world. I used to have horrible insomnia, but holding her makes me feel at ease and clears my mind like nothing else.

Right before I fall asleep, I reflect back on our incredible day and how special our connection is. Her curiosity of the world, compassion, calmness, generosity, innocence, and appreciation of small things all make my heart light up. The vulnerability we share as both adult partners and CG/l is so beautiful. And while not every day can be as magical as this one, I feel excited for the lifetime of memories ahead of us.

Wow!! I can see myself in a day like this 🫣I sent you a follow request maybe we can talk and see how it goes? Hehe thank you 

[beanbean]

On 8/31/2024 at 10:25 PM, TeddyBearWithMe said:

I've seen many posts online about an ideal Daddy/little day from a little's perspective, and they're all lovely to read. But I recently thought about the day of my dreams from a caregiver's perspective. 

To other CGs, I'd love to hear about what an ideal day with your little would look like to you. And littles, which parts of these answers resonate most with you? 

Adding my own answer in the first comment below.

I don't know nothing big coffee a couch a movie,cuddles ,a walk afterwards