Hello all! This is my first post, other than my introduction, so bear with me if it goes on too long. But I have a lot to share, and no one else to share it with, so here we go.
I am in a long term relationship with a girl whom I love very much. About six months into our relationship, I told her about my little side and my love for the "babier" things in life. It was difficult to do and pretty embarrassing as well, but I got through it pretty well. Yay for me!
Unfortunately, she was decidedly uninterested in that part of my life. Obviously, since we're still together, she still wanted to be with me, but didn't want to participate at all. She is quite vanilla, to use an overused term, and just couldn't understand the what's and why's of my fetish. So we basically came to an agreement that I could do whatever I wanted in this respect, but that I shouldn't expect her to join in.
It went on like this for a couple of years, me continuing to wear my baby stuff with impunity, she ignoring it, never questioning or commenting. I knew how she felt, and though she tried to hide it, I saw the revulsion and disappointment in her eyes whenever she saw my little side emerge. It made me very sad, and a little angry, but here I had this wonderful girl who loved me and let me do as I pleased. It was more than a lot of folks had, but the sense of lonliness wouldn't go away.
So I quit. I couldn't get over the embarrassment I felt when she ignored my little side. It made me too sad to think that a part of my life, one that made me comfortable and happy, was to be neglected by the woman I loved. I told her that I was going to give up the baby stuff. She reiterated that I didn't have to, but I said I was going to anyway, giving her the reasons that I have stated above.
That was about two years ago. In recent months, however, I have felt my little self coming out again. The fantasies, the feelings, they all came creeeping back. In recent weeks, I have ordered all new baby stuff, having it all delivered to a sympathetic friend's home until I figure out what to do with it.
So there's the story, so far, of my realationship and the role that it has had in my little life. I have tried very hard to show you that I do not blame her or hold any ill will towards her. I love her very much and I understand that this is a difficult fetish to accept. I applaud her for letting me do my own thing, even when she didn't understand why I would want it.
Thank you for letting me share,