At first, the days passed by rather slowly. However, I hated to admit this to myself, but I was starting to enjoy being a baby. I even was beginning to enjoy wearing diapers. They felt comfortable and soft to wear. In a way, I found that wearing a diaper was quite liberating. Besides, the babysitter, Megumi was so sweet to me.
In fact, one time, I called her, "beautiful." I was rewarded with a kiss on the forehead, and a nice hug. Then, she told me, "You are such a smart baby." After that, I periodically made a habit of calling her beautiful.
Usually, on the weekends, Megumi would spend the nights at the house. When she went to sleep, she would let me sleep with her. Of course, on the other nights, I got to sleep with Laurel.
Perhaps, life was not so bad.
As it so happened, my birthday was going to roughly correspond to when I was going to be physically two years old. However, it was something that I did not think about. So, I was surprised when Laurel and Megumi had a little birthday party for me. They actually had presents wrapped up for me to open. Oddly enough, one of the presents from Laurel turned out to be a package of training pants.
Certainly, a lot of control had returned to my bladder, but it was still not back to what it had been when I was a three year old toddler. Consequently, I still needed to wear a diaper when I went to bed. But I was going to be glad to not be wearing diapers so often.
Of course, Megumi thought that I needed to be potty trained, but I did not mind her trying to encourage me to use the potty. Anything that I could do to please her, was worth it.