Back to being the baby of the family

Chapter 9
The accident

Chapter Description: Sam takes his first steps toward toddler-hood.

I waited for about 20 minutes while my mom and the Doctor talked. When they were finally done talking my mom told me it was time to go home and we were off.

We were heading back towards home when a strong urge hit me. I had to go to the bathroom really bad, and not just pee. A pressure like no other was building up in my stomach. "Mom can we stop somewhere I have to go to the bathroom." I whined.

"Honey Dr. Patricia told me that you have to start using vocabulary suited for your age. She said it will help ease your brain. Ask me again like someone your age would." She said.

"I’m 19 and I will talk like I’m 19." I responded holding my stomach as the pressure became unbearable.

My mom immediately slowed down the car saying "Say it or we might not make it home in time."

"Mommy I need to use the potty." I blurted out trying to just get her to go faster.

"There you go." she said speeding up. "Just hold it. We’ll be there in 2 minutes."

Right as my mom rounded the corner onto our street she hit a pothole and i just couldn’t hold on. I let go and pushed a massive load into my pull up. I felt it completely fill the undergarment as i just broke down into tears. At the same time I also felt the front of my pull up get warm as i let a stream of urine go. I had never felt like more of a baby in my life. My mom just said "Oh no, someone couldn’t make it to the potty in time." We pulled into our driveway and my mom came around and let me out of the car seat. I was so hysterical that my mom had to pick me up out of the car seat and carry me inside. She brought me into the bathroom and started to fill up the tub and she took my clothes off. Some of the poop had made it out of the pull up and was on the side of my legs as my mom ripped the sides of the pulls up and put them in a plastic bag that she put on the floor. She had me sit in the tub as she went to go throw away the bag. I couldn’t stop crying and didn’t even object when my mom came back into the bathroom and cleaned me off with some soap and water.

When I was done getting a bath my mom took a towel and helped me out of the tub drying me off. When i was all dry she took the towel from me and led me in hand back to my room where she got another pull up for me as well as a pair of pants and a shirt for me to wear. "I promised you some breakfast. We can go out and pick up some breakfast. How does that sound."

Still teary eyed i just mumbled "Good."

My mom rolled down the windows in the car to air it out a bit as she had me hop back into the back seat and strapped me into the car seat. We went to dunkin donuts where i got a chocolate milk and some glazed doughnuts. My mom pulled into a CVS parking lot saying "You can just stay in the car and eat. I gotta run in and get some stuff."

I had an idea of what she was getting but at this point i didn’t care. i had already surrendered the last bit of dignity that i had. Sure enough 10 minutes later my mom came out with a bag full of stuff. I couldn’t really make out was in it, but i had a pretty good idea what it was. When we got home i had finished my doughnuts and my milk. My mom brought me inside and told me to come into my room for a second.

"Your having some trouble making it to the bathroom. The pull ups worked for little accidents, but today proved that you just might not be ready for those quite yet." She pulled a red package of huggies diapers out of the bag she got saying, "I think for now you should give diapers a try...."

"Do I have to?" I asked knowing there was no real way of fighting this after today.

"I think it will be best. You might just be getting used to the decreased sized of your bladder and what not so these may only be very temporary. If you need to use the bathroom ask me and I will help you take them off so you can potty. If you can keep these dry for three days in a row then we can try pull ups again. Does that sound fair?"

"i guess so." i said not really feeling the point of fighting it.

My mom helped me take off my pants and took off my pull up as well. She had me lie down on the bed as she opened the package of huggies. she took out a diaper and slid it under my bottom. She also took out some diaper cream and rubbed it into my private areas and then applied some baby powder that she also evidently bought. Finally the diaper was pulled up over my waist and taped snugly into place. The feeling was not what i had expected. I thought they would feel just like pull ups, but they didn’t. They felt like i was encased in a soft pillow. My mom had me stand up saying "Wow you look so cute. Just like when you were a toddler." My mom picked me up and carried me out of the room in just a diaper and t-shirt.

"What about pants?" I asked.

"You don’t need to wear pants at home. Besides it will be easier to check if you need a change this way."

My mom sat me on the couch handing me the remote for the TV saying "Watch some TV. I have to order some things online."

I watched TV for awhile and eventually i heard my moms cell phone ring. I heard her answer it saying "Uh huh, Uh huh. Okay just stay there ill come get you." Still talking on the phone she picked my up and carried me out to the car and buckled me in my car seat hanging up the phone saying "We have to go pick Jacob up from school."

"Why what happened to his car?" I asked a little perplexed about going to a community college campus in only a diaper and t-shirt.

"Nothing is wrong with his car. He said he felt really ill and that his vision was blurry. I think hes having a migraine or something."

We drove into the city where Jacobs college was and saw him waiting on a bench on the campus. My mom pulled up and he ran to the door and I immediately noticed. He had gotten younger. He looked like he was only 17.