Anonymous Mom: I’m A Mom With A Secret Kink Of Being An Adult Baby

Being A Mom As An Adult BabyWell, where to start? I’m a young mother living in upstate New York, weathering my way through community college for an Interior Design degree. I live with my fiance in a nice house, with our five-year-old daughter. On the outside, I’m exactly the kind of parent that people expect me to be, and that I always wanted to be growing up; I discipline when needed, make sure my girl knows what she should and shouldn’t do, and I feed her right. She gets playtime at her school, her friends come over to visit – we’re a comfortable family.

But we’re a family with a secret, and it’s one that very few people know about; my fiance and I are adult babies.

For those of you who don’t know, that means that we’re people who like to dress and act like small children, which includes things ranging from the simple act of playing with Legos and dolls, to the much more shocking sleeping in adult sized cribs, drinking from bottles and, yes, even wearing and sometimes using adult diapers. Now, please try to understand that this isn’t some sort of freaky pedophilic behavior that so many in the media try to make it out to be – it’s a kink. For a lot of people, it’s a completely non-sexual thing, a way for them to relive their childhoods and get love and care that they might not get from other places. For others, however, it is sexual. Some get off from the humiliation aspect of it, some just like to practice ageplay and pretend that they’re young, and some just like the feeling of a used diaper, which can be compared to the semi-common fetish of watersports.

It isn’t as if it’s a thing unheard of in society. There have been several documentaries made about this, from an episode of the TLC television show “My Strange Addiction“, to an episode of the National Geographic show “Taboo“. While they weren’t painting completely negative images, if you’ve seen them then you know that they weren’t really painting positive or even unbiased images. It’s treated like a freakshow instead of an increasingly common thing. There are entire forums devoted to people who are into this sort of thing, with only a small percentage of it being sexual in the slightest. There is an ever growing industry for people making adult-sized pacifiers, bottle nipples, diapers, cribs, onsies – you name it. It’s a profitable industry to be in, because so few people are actually in on it.

What needs to be said is that, no, my daughter knows nothing about this. My fiances parents know and have since he was a teen. After sending him to several therapists and trying to “fix” him, they basically just ignore it and pretend that they don’t know anything’s strange, though it has caused a strain in their relationship. One of my sister-in-laws knows, and she’s perfectly fine with it, since it has nothing whatsoever to do with her. The rest of his family knows because his mother spread the story around to try and get his brothers to shame him for it, and it did indeed work for one of them (he’s the youngest of five boys). No one in my family knows, but some of our friends do. We have a few friends who are also part of the scene, but the majority of the people that we hang out with know absolutely noting about it. We don’t go around parading it for everyone to see.

All of our paraphernalia, diapers/pacifiers/baby clothing/etc. are hidden well out of the way of our daughter finding them, just like all of our sex toys are. While we don’t always engage in sexual things involving our adult baby kink, it isn’t uncommon. But just the same, we have perfectly “normal” sex. We’re both into other things, and that one thing doesn’t define us in the slightest. Is it a part of who we are more than any other kink? Yes. Because it isn’t solely an ‘in the bedroom’ style thing, it isn’t solely sexual, and it’s actually been a part of both of us since we were young children. But you would never know to meet either of us on the street. We’re just standard parents, who happen to have alternate sides to our personalities that most of society would reject based on false fears and misunderstandings.

So remember, the next time that you meet someone new, they might be just like me. Or maybe their significant other is. And if you ever found out that they were, they would be the exact same person that you knew before.

(Image:  Elena Schweitzer/shutterstock)

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