The Prequel By BabyInDiapers Written 02/20/2004 ** AUTHOR'S NOTE ** ----------------------------------------------------------- This literary work, either in file or printed format, may be distributed at will. This work is considered free by the author, and no charge may be required by anyone for distributing this story. Disbursement of this product must include this author note. The works contained herein may not be altered or changed in any way, which includes the author's name, date, and the works themselves. This work is the sole property of the author named herein. ----------------------------------------------------------- The Prequel to Tiffany's Diaper Tales My sister Kathy and I were born and raised in Lancaster, PA. My sister Kathy was born April 17, 1959, and I on May 7, 1962. We were growing up during the turbulent time of the 60's and 70's but since our parents were strict, morally upright, and religious, we stayed out of trouble. As we grew up my sister Kathy was older than I, so she was the first to leave the nest, leaving me stuck at home at age 16, with my parents. I loved my parents, but they were a bit too overbearing for me. I did well in school, and attended college in a nearby town. Kathy had ran off with a college sweetheart a year before I met Rick, a local hell raiser. I had finished my prerequisites at the local Junior college. After a while of sneaking out, and getting into some trouble, my parents decided that it was time to get me out of town. Last they had heard, Kathy was somewhere in Florida working as a secretary at an insurance office. Somehow my parents convinced her to let me move down there with her to attend a state university. Little did my parents know that when us sisters got together so far from home, we would just continue to go down hill from there. I had gone to church with my parents for years while growing up, but I was sick and tired of being under there hand. When I and Kathy were living in an apartment near Panama City, we were living the night life. Drinking, men, you name it. This went on until I was 21. I went out drinking one night for my birthday with my sister and some of our friends. That night however, would change my life forever. We had been drinking into the middle of the night. With so much alcohol in our system, a fight broke out among myself and Kathy's boyfriend at the time. During the physical confrontation, I was beaten and thrown off of a railing and down some stairs. My sister was so drunk she didn't do a thing to help me. Later that morning when I sobered up, I yelled at her. I can remember it like it was yesterday. We argued the whole morning, both of us with raging hangovers, which made it worse. I fell back asleep and woke up that evening to find her gone. She had took all of her stuff and went with her boyfriend. When I tried to track them down that night, I heard that they had run off to Georgia. So there I was in Panama City, homeless because I couldn't afford the rent. One night as I was hitching further south on my way to Miami, I stopped in small town off the main interstate. I was tired, hungry, and heart broken. My ride had ditched me while I was in the restroom. So I sat outside on a bench crying for what seemed like forever. "Hey, are you ok?" a nice lady asked as she sat with me on the bench. I proceeded to just tell her everything. She and her husband put me up at there house for a while. Only condition was, that I had to go to church with them on Sundays and Wednesdays. At this point I was willing to settle for anything, even if I had to go to church. Besides, it didn't kill me when I was younger. So I went with them a few times. I got a job a month after I stayed with them. One day out of the blue, I just realized, I didn't know God anymore. I remembered bible school, and church as a young girl. But that seemed so far away, I felt so dirty, so tired. That next Wednesday night when I came to church with them, I broke down crying and fell to my hands and knees up at the altar and gave my life to Jesus Christ. What else could I do, I was going no where, except down. When I got up from praying that night, I felt a peace I had never known. I realized that there was a difference. As I lay awake reading my bible that night, and praying, and rejoicing; some of the verses I memorized as a child came back to me. Needless to say, but a few months later, I was really growing in the Lord, I had began to communicate with my parents in Pennsylvania and other family members. I tried to get in contact with Kathy, but she never would reply back to my letters. By the time I was 23, I was in search of finding the man that God would want me to have. I began to date a younger man who had recently joined the church. He was a bit younger than me, but we seemed to have so much in common. I really fell in love with him and so on November 8, 1985, we got married. Tom got a job in the nearby town of Sanford. We had a 2 bedroom apartment. I had a job as a secretary, and Tom as a programmer for a major software firm. The only thing that seemed odd is that Tom's past seemed to be a mystery, and he had moved several times. Somehow the Lord had spoken to me that he may have done some things before he found the Lord. Even so, we were madly in love, and we were both growing Christians, so I let it go. In the summer of 1986, I became pregnant with my first daughter, Tammy. She was born on February 3, 1987. It was a joyous day. It was around this time that my sister Kathy and I got on speaking terms. She had settled down some, and Had a daughter of her own. She was only 8 months old when I had Tammy. I hadn't even known of her pregnancy until she showed up on my doorstep one evening. I was overjoyed to be able to once again talk to my sister. She noticed that something was different in my life. "Wow Tanya, You've changed so much." Kathy said. "I know. It's the Lord working in my life. I was down and out for a while, and I met Him, and he's brought me out." I said. "I'm glad for you Tanya." She said. "I just wish that, well, I'm so sorry for how things turned out and when I ran off and everything." Kathy said as she began to cry. "Will you forgive me?" she asked. "Yes, you know I will, you're my big sister." We both hugged. It was a wonderful reunion. While Tammy was still less than a year old, we moved to Georgia with Kathy and got a house together. Tom had been laid off from the company. We stayed with her for about 2 years. In the winter of 1989 we all went to Pennsylvania for our mother's funeral. It was a very sad time. Later that Fall, my husband Tom and I decided to go back down to Florida. Kathy was doing much better, her daughter Amy was in daycare, so she was working full time. We moved to Daytona Beach in Florida. It was a nice place. We actually got a small house in the suburbs. We both worked as our daughter Tammy was now in school. I quit work in April of 1992 when I was pregnant with my second child. We didn't find out that it was a girl until a few months later. We named her Tiffany Anne Walker. She was the most adorable baby, even that night in the hospital after they brought her back to me. She was born on January 18, 1993. My father came down during the Christmas Holidays, and stayed until I delivered Tiffany. I knew within a few months of raising Tiffany that she was an exceptional girl. Don't get me wrong, Tammy was also very smart, but I could tell there was something unique, and special in Tiffany. I just didn't know what it was at the time. I decided to be a stay at home mommy for Tiffany. I had regrets about not doing the same for Tammy, but times were tough, and we needed the extra income. I found the adjustment to be quite a big one, but it was worth it. I got to spend time instilling Godliness into my daughter. I always tried not to be as strict and rigid as my parents had been with Kathy and I, but I still wanted them to know the Grace, and Love, of God. Through the years, my husband, and kids, and I were doing very well financially, physically, emotionally, and spiritually. Things seemed to be just right. We were the model middle class Christian family. Then in early 2001 I began to notice some changes in Tiffany. She would seem to be preoccupied about baby things such as diapers, and so on. She never vocalized this to me, but I could see her interest in such things. Every time I would baby sit for a neighbor or church friend, Tiffany would seem preoccupied by the baby's toys, and other things. When shopping she would stare at diapers in the diaper isle. Just these little things, but I kept mental note of them. One faithful day I was doing my usual weekly house cleaning when I came upon Tiffany's diary. She had left it open. I debated weather to look, but something told me to glance at even the open pages. So I did. I then realized all my suspicions were confirmed. Tiffany wanted to be treated as a baby. But why? Why now? She and Tammy both potty trained around age 2. Well actually Tiffany was a little alter, but still. I prayed to God and asked him for wisdom in this area, as it was not something I had heard of before. During the weeks that followed, I had memories arise from my childhood. I remembered times as a young girl when I also wanted diapers. That memory was somehow buried so deep all these years. I guess since I thought it was socially and morally unacceptable, and that mother had punished me a few times when she caught me with baby diapers, that I should just let it be. And I did. Now I had even more questions. Was this genetic? Was it somehow passed down somehow by me? Tammy never seemed to go through this phase. I decided to leave it alone for the time being and let it work itself out. One day Tiffany had a couple of her friends over. She came to me one afternoon asking for a diaper so she could play baby. She had been wetting the bed on and off the past few years, but recently the frequency of her accidents increased. I decided to put her in diapers at night. She enjoyed this. I could tell. So that one day I decided to put her in diapers for a while to just see if she'd get tired of it if I made her wear them around the house for a while. But no such luck. At dinner that night Tiffany still was in her diaper. My husband and I hadn't really made a big deal out of it. She said that she needed to go number two. Finally I decided to confront her on this whole issue. My husband and I told her to go in her diaper. She cried, probably mostly from embarrassment more then anything else. When I took her to the bathroom to clean up and then put her into another diaper, she acted like she didn't want it. Then I confronted her about the diary entry, and the way she had been acting about babyish things lately. She then agreed to wear diapers. I had talked to a psychologist and pediatrician. They both agreed that if I made her wear them all the time, she would get tired of the whole thing and lose her interest in it. Well, enough of my life story. I now present to you, Tiffany's Diaper Tales. She is quite an exceptional girl. Our family has gone through a lot of changes, and growing together and with the Lord. She'll cover more of that in her story from her point of view though. Oh, just for kicks, I compiled a list of some birth datss, and birth places of some people. Hope it helps. First & LastName Birth Date Birth Place =================================================================== Kathy Scott April 17, 1959 Lancaster, PA John Eastman September 8, 1957 Dothan, GA Amy Eastman June 23, 1986 College Park, GA Tanya Scott May 7, 1962 Lancaster, PA Thomas Walker September 24, 1968 Lakeland, FL Tiffany Walker January 18, 1993 Daytona Beach, FL Tammy Walker February 3, 1987 Sanford, FL Amanda Walker August 21, 2007 Daytona Beach, FL Teala Shepherd March 9, 1986 Winter Park, FL Ellen Yother August 18, 1961 Malvern, AR Todd Taylor October 20, 1960 Grant's Pass, OR Robert Taylor March 26, 1992 Tahoe City, CA Susan Neves May 4, 1967 Miami Beach, FL Mark Wilds February 24, 1966 Ft. Walton Bch, FL Emily Wilds January 20, 1992 Daytona Beach, FL Linda Hall March 4, 1966 Makin, GA Ralph Porter August 30, 1965 Pheonix, AZ Laura Porter January 12, 1994 Daytona Beach, FL Joey Porter December 9, 1999 Daytona Beach, FL Kimmie November 12, 1986 Pt. St. Rickie, FL Angela April 16, 1993 Palm Coast, FL Kelly July 22, 1995 Wheaton, IL Elizabeth May 8, 1992 Deltona, FL ===================================================================