Mommy Sara

Mommy Sara
Mommy Sara
Mommy Sara
Mommy Sara
  

My Bio: 


     Hello, I’m Sara’s mother. I am a mother in training. For the past few months, I have worked with my mother for a long time every day to learn all about ab/dl care. I like to watch my babies change diapers. I am very happy to see the expressions on their little faces when they squat in the corner and shit on the diapers. I was still wearing gloves during training, but I was very close to taking off and handing everything to my little darlings, bid farewell to the gloves, and then began to reach in and get my hands dirty.

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Diaper Emergency call 1 (888) 430-2010

May 14, 2010

Bed in Summer

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

Empty Carriage

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