by: BackToBabyHood | Complete Story | Last updated Jun 16, 2022
Fifth Visit – 2
Years Old (June 27th, 1994)
Amanda sat on her
mother’s lap, sucking on her pacifier and clutching her doll as her mother and
Doctor Gembella spoke. Unlike her last
visit, the doctor didn’t ask her any questions after measuring and weighing
her. Instead, her mother spoke for
her. She found that while she could
understand little of what they were discussing, she also had some vague sense
of what they were saying, as if something buried deep in her mind could still
form a loose interpretation of the words she was hearing. Amanda didn’t mind as they discussed sleeping
schedules and meals, but couldn’t help but feel embarrassed when the discussion
turned to her bodily functions.
“And how are we doing
with peeing and pooping?” The doctor
asked, turning the page on her chart to look at the answers her mother
submitted to the questionnaire. “No
constipation?”
“No, she’s been regular
since she was put back in diapers” her mother replied, bouncing Amanda on her
knee as she began to fuss from embarrassment.
“Good. A lot of my patients resist being in diapers initially
and end up becoming backed up. And 6-7
diaper changes per day, that’s typical.
Does she let you know when she’s gone in her diaper?” the doctor
continued.
“Well, if she’s wet,
she’ll keep playing. She doesn’t seem to
mind that. I’ll have to check her diaper
to find out if she needs a change or not.
She still doesn’t like being in a dirty diaper, though. She’ll asked to be changed right away if
she’s pooped” her mother explained.
“For now, that may be the
case. She may end up becoming more
comfortable with being in soiled diapers, though so don’t rely on her telling
you every time she has one” the doctor advised.
Amanda got the impression
that the doctor was saying she would grow to like pooping her diapers, causing
her to speak up for the first time. She
thought of what to say, searching for words to defend herself but all she could
muster was simply “Poopoo icky! Stinky!” Her mother laughed, turning her around and
nuzzling her nose into her tummy.
“That’s right! Poopoo is very icky, and you’re going
to be making a lot of it for Mommy to clean up!” she said, causing Amanda to
let her guard back down and giggle in delight at her mother’s silliness.
Doctor Gembella watched
Amanda and her mother interact, which brought a smile to her face. It was rare to see a patient accepting their
new lives so quickly, much less enjoying it.
Amanda seemed to be genuinely happy, without displaying any of the sad,
mopey behavior that many of her patients did following the completion of their
regression.
After Amanda’s first
physical as a toddler was over, her mother slung her diaper bag over her
shoulder and then picked her up, carrying her at her hip towards the door.
“So, I just carry her to
the door down there that says ‘Playroom?’” she asked walking down the hallway
as the doctor trailed behind.
“Mmmmhmmmm” the doctor
replied, nodding her head. “Doctor
Fleming is waiting there. Amanda’s
playmate for the day should already be there” she said, winking at Amanda’s
mother. Amanda’s began to feel
excitement upon hearing that she would get to play with someone else. Playing with her mother and her toys was
fine, but playing with a new friend was certainly something that she had missed
in all her days of confinement at home.
She wondered who her playmate would be, though?
Post-Treatment Psychological Observation – (Socialization/Active Play) (June 27th, 1994)
“Who is that,
Amanda? Huh? Do you remember her? Who is that little girl?”
Amanda stared at the little
girl across the room, clinging to her mother.
She looked back and forth between the pair, her brain working hard to
recognize who her new playmate was. It
wasn’t until she got closer that the lightbulb in her head went off.
“MEGGIE!” she screamed
excitedly, kicking her legs in an attempt to get her mother to put her on the
floor. When she did so, Amanda ran
towards her friend, smiling and putting her arms out.
“MANDA!” Meghan screamed
back, pulling away from her mother and hurrying over to her long-lost friend.
The two little girls met
in the middle of the room and embraced, seemingly unable to let go of each
other. One looked at the other, in awe
of the fact that they were both toddlers again.
Dr. Fleming sat in her chair, smiling and watching the reunion take
place.
After a few minutes of
allowing their daughters to become reacquainted, the mothers took their seats
and listened as Dr. Fleming gave them instructions. The doctor would give Amanda and Meghan
activities to do together and would assess their abilities to share, engage in
creative play and cooperate with each other.
As the doctor began the
series of observational tests, the two mothers connected and shared their
experiences in childrearing for the second time. Despite having a fair amount in common, they
had rarely socialized during their daughters’ first bout of teenage years. Still, they were dissimilar in certain
respects. While both were single
mothers, the circumstances that led them to be so were quite different. Meghan’s father had passed away when she was
very young while Amanda’s had simply left them.
Both were financially independent, although Meghan’s mother had inherited
a large sum of money from her husband while Amanda’s had sold their family
video stores to a growing company called Blockbuster. Whereas Amanda’s mother was too busy working
to care for her daughter, Meghan’s was preoccupied with caring for her husband
in the last years of his terminal illness.
Still, as the two conversed they found that they had more in common than
not. As their daughters played with each
other on the floor in front of them, they resolved to become better friends and
to let their daughters grow up again as playmates. After all, Meghan had been regressed to the
same age as Amanda. They had gone
through the same treatment and would be able to support each other as they
began to grow up again. Hopefully, their
friendship would end up being just as special the second time around.
Meanwhile, Amanda and
Meghan were having the time of their lives with each other, oblivious that the
games Dr. Fleming had them play were actually tests designed to assess various
aspects of their cognition. Meghan used
blocks to construct a castle, inviting Amanda to rescue the princess that was
trapped at the top of the structure.
Amanda deferred, instead proclaiming herself to be the “Bad Gurl” who
trapped her there. When Dr. Fleming
asked who the “Bad Gurl” was, Amanda thought for a few seconds and replied
“Jossey”. The two little girls looked at
each other, then laughed heartily, rolling around on the floor and giggling.
When the testing was
finally over, Dr. Fleming gave each mother a checklist of behaviors and
mannerisms to watch for until their next visit.
Before leaving, the mothers checked their daughters’ diapers and decided
to change both of them before leaving the clinic. As they laid Meghan and Amanda on their
changing mats side-by-side, they began to plan their first outing
together.
“I think we should take
them somewhere where they can run around and get some exercise. Maybe the playground at Garden Park?”
Amanda’s mother suggested as she unfastened the tapes to Amanda’s diaper.
“Sounds like a good idea! I’m wondering what else we could do with them
afterwards, though” Meghan’s mother pondered as she began to wipe Meghan
clean. Amanda’s mother began to think as
she rolled Amanda’s diaper under her bottom.
“Oh! Did you see ads for that new Disney
movie? Something about lions?” Meghan’s
mother replied as she powdered Meghan.
“LION KING!” Meghan and
Amanda shouted in perfect synchrony; both having seen commercials for the movie
while watching cartoons.
“Wow, that company sure
does know how to market to kids!” Meghan’s mother noted, laughing as she
finished diapering her daughter.
The two women left the
clinic, let their daughters hug each other goodbye and then left for home. That night, both little girls slept in their
cribs, drifting to sleep while thinking of how much fun they would be having
the next day.
Another Way, Another Day
by: BackToBabyHood | Complete Story | Last updated Jun 16, 2022
Stories of Age/Time Transformation