My girlfriend and I are still dating and have been together for a year and 5 months and love each other to death. Still miles and state's apart we are making it work. I'm hoping to meet her and hold her in my arms. I also have another little AB boy who is Katie's brother who she loves to pieces and tend to play rough sometimes :). We all want to meet up one day for a week and have a good times.
On May 2nd 2012 my mom dropped the biggest bomb shell on me that my dad isn't my real dad. She told me about the mistake she made that he does know what happened. My mom said she was contacted by my real dad and wanted to know about me, if i was around and doing good. She said i was and asked if he wanted to talk to me some. He said of course and him and I have been talking ever since that day i was contacted by him. I asked him how much he wants to get to know me and he said as much as you want me to know. I told him about everything about me from my depression, thoughts of suicide, self-harm, and yes even my diaper fetish. He said he still loves me no matter what.
We planned on a weekend vacation to meet him, his wife, and my baby sister :) We went camping and even though it was just for a few days it was the best time i had. My baby sister slowly opened up to me and would let me hold her. My real dad showed me some cooking tips. A week or so ago I went down to visit him for 5 days and i had even more of a good time. He asked me what i wanted for my birthday before i came down and told him I really dont know. He asked if i would accept cooking tips and i said of course. My dad showed my ways to cook breakfast, chicken with more flavor to it, and tried to find cook books for me but couldnt find them. Every night when i was down there and getting ready to go to bed he would kiss my head good night and say "night buddy sleep well" which would sometimes make me tear up with joy.. But i was sadden when it was time to go back home.
I leave you with some pictures of me padded up :)
