justadreamer said:
My mom threatened to put me back in them. I fired back with “I’d like to see you try”. Well, let’s just say 2 big packs of Huggies were bought.
I had made the same “mistake” of challenging the threat, one time.
Did she bought the packs with you or did she just came home with them?
My mum was threatening to buy me Pampers quit often when I was little.
And sometimes she caught me staring at the diapers in the baby aisle of the supermarket.
One time -
I think it was after she questioned me to buy Pampers – she even asked me directly, this is the story.
Every time we went grocery shopping, I was going to the N64 demo stand and played Bomberman 64.
It was a bigger supermarket with 2 floors, the N64 was on the second floor right next to the baby aisle.
So at times, when there weren’t so many people in the store, I lurked around the diapers, smelled the perfume, read the stuff on the packaging, like sizes and new implementations and sometimes even dared to touch the outer plastic of the packages.
This time my mother was surprisingly quicker than I expected or she followed me intentionally, I don’t know.
But she caught me staring at the biggest size 6 Pampers pack and didn’t hesitate to ask me what I was doing there.
I lied and told her: “I was searching you…”
Which she didn’t believe and snaped back with a laugh: “You search me by the diapers???”
I was kind of paralyzed after this and just looked at the floor, plus I had panic that some other customer would come now and wittnes all of this.
She left the shopping cart and stood now beside me, she leaned slightly down to me and asked knowingly:
“Hmm? What do you find so interesting here?”
I couldn’t muster an answer and giggled from embarrassment, I knew that she knew my interest.
And now my nightmare should become true and another mother with her child entered the aisle.
I was extreme nervous and just wanted to be out of that situation.
The other mother picked up some supplies and my mum wanted an answer from me, so she asked again, now even more directly:
“Do you want a pack of Pampers, perhaps?”
My inner voice screamed “YES!” but I couldn’t say it out loud.
Now the other mother was looking at us and I could tell she found this question to an almost 10-year-old kinda out of place.
I was so embarrassed that I ran to the shopping cart and told my mum “NO!” on the way to it.
My mother had a confused look on her face and gave the other woman a fake smile while walking back to me.
She rolled her eyes and I said: “So… I guess not…”
At that moment I knew I screwed up, and I should have just nodded my head or give any other hint of approval, to finally get my treasure.
I thought about asking her again at that very moment but hadn’t the courage to do it.
Every night after this I remembered this failed situation, sometime I thought it was a trick question and she would have never bought it for me, but I couldn’t be sure, so I stuck in this limbo of not knowing.
Then I had a talk with my mum about some embarrassing stuff, I don’t want to explain here, but at the end of that talk, my interest in diapers were mentioned.
I asked her if she had really bought me Pampers that day and she replied with:
“Yes… I thought if you really want them and you even steal them from friends, I rather buy you some Pampers…”
I was shell shocked and only said: “Ah… Ok…”
She could sense my disappointment and asked me: “Do you still want them?”
I just nodded my head this time, so she asked further: “Should we buy you some?”
At this point I wasn’t completely sure about all of it so I said something like: “I don’t know…”
Now my mother encouraged me and said the following:
“If you really want them, why not? You clearly like them. If I were you, I wouldn’t tell everyone about it, because some people find it odd or confusing, but at the end of the day you don’t hurt anybody with it.”
I was really relieved about that and told her: “Maybe… Next time…”
She cuddled me and told me some wise words: “Many people like different things, some people like doing things you couldn’t even think about. So, trust me you are not a freak or something like that.”
I cuddled her back and felt loved and understood, after hearing all this from her.
At the end she asked me: “Will you ask me about it or should I ask you another time?”
I just said “You, please…” and nothing more was said.
And she really did asked me another time a couple months later, at a vacation we had with the same befriended couple I stole the Pampers from, but that story I write another time if anyone want to hear it
