Mommy Helps Her ABDL to Potty train

We started our morning with him dressed in the cutest sky blue footed onesie covered in tiny teddy bears and stars. Underneath he wore one of his thick, super absorbent overnight diapers that crinkled loudly every time he crawled or wiggled. I love switching up his diapers, sometimes plain white for that classic little feel, sometimes the fun printed ones with baby blocks and bottles that make him blush and smile behind his binkie. His favorite pacifier was clipped to his onesie, and he sucked on it happily while we played on the soft playmat with his colorful stacking blocks and plush teddy bears. I tickled his tummy, read him a short story, and watched him completely let go and become my little diaper boy.

During playtime when he started to get hungry and he started doing that little squirm on the floor with his little rump wiggling and he looked like he was about to cry I knew it was time, so i left him where he was while telling him “oh sweetie you’ll be ok, here let me go get your mashed mango” which I went to the kitchen to make him some in a bowl and when I came back  he really enjoyed it until he got a full tummy. In the middle of playtime he stops and starts to do his diaper dance which ment he needed to go potty and he even says the word too and I knew it was poty time.

I’ve been potty training my little and this was a big moment for him to try and use the potty like i’ve been teaching him and he even said it too. So I took his hand and led him to his little potty seat in the corner of our playroom. It’s the perfect low, sturdy chair just for him, decorated with stickers on the sides. I gently helped him out of his onesie by pulling the zipper down and some snaps open, eased his thick crinkly diaper down his legs and to his ankles where his winkie and his rosy cheeks shown, and guided him to sit on the potty seat.

“There we go, my good boy,” I cooed, kneeling in front of him. “Mommy’s right here. Sit nice and try to potty for me.” He looked so adorable, binkie still in his mouth, cheeks a little pink, his tiptoes touching the floor as he balanced on the seat. I held his hands, praised him softly, and sang a quiet little encouragement song while he practiced. The whole moment felt so intimate and caring. We took our time, just the two of us, building that sweet trust as he tried his best to use the potty like a big boy for Mommy.

When he was finished I gave him lots of kisses and cuddles, then grabbed some toilet paper and wiped his wet pee pee and his little bottom, helped him stand back up and pull up his diaper so he could feel the accomplishment. Then Back into his cozy onesie he went, binkie still in place, ready for more play and snuggles after he was being such a good boy.

If you’re curious about exploring this type of ABDL dynamic with a mommy, just call the line and ask for a mommy to talk to about your own special potty training time.

Sweet potty times, my little ones