Breastfeeding Mommy Barb
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I am a warm and loving Mommy to all of my little ones...come into my nursery filled with sweet smells, diapers, plastic pants, bottles and more. Feel warm and secure as I hold you to my breasts and cuddle you while I tell you what a wonderful little baby you are.
I do enjoy roleplay of all kinds, but only those that include the nurturing side of the lifestyle. Sweetness and light, a mommy to read you a bedtime story at night, wake you with kisses in the morning, and have fun playing all day! I am not a spanker, but a gentle chider when you are bad. After all, how can someone be mad at such a wee one?
I am very experienced in this lifestyle, and truly want only the best for all the babies who call me. I am understanding, never judgemental, and look forward to playing with you.
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1 (888) 430-2010May 14, 2010
In Winter I get up at night And dress by yellow candle light. In Summer, quite the other way, I have to go to bed by day. I have to go to bed and see The birds still hopping on the tree, Or hear the grown-up people’s feet Still going past me in the street. And does it not seem hard to you, When all the sky is clear and blue, And I should like so much to play, To have to go to bed by day? Robert Louis Stevenson Minnie
April 16, 2010
They walk down the street- faces reflecting a calmness so unfamiliar to me. Little eyes looking up at them; unknowingly relying upon their presence. We share the same planet, yet I feel upon another. To know the warmth of a soft breath upon my neck and the soundness of sleep upon my breast is no more than a mystery. Time does not cure all wounds of the heart when the soul remains unfulfilled. My eyes turn to the sky and I wonder why I am on a path that no longer fits my feet? Like a flower awaiting spring so it can burst forth with all its splendor, color and life so lies my love- dormant within the depths of my heart yearning to burst forth and be poured upon another. I push my carriage on the sidewalks of life and peer into it; hoping to see love gazing up into my eyes; unconditional, pure, beautiful and magical- only to find the carriage empty. © Ellen M. DuBois Minnie