Little one <3

Yuck:(

TW: emetephobia; ED; food;SH
(I'm writing this because it's something I struggle with, worse lately, not to romanticize it or anything like that)

I knew today would be a rough day for my puppy, she cried trying to eat breakfast and had felt sick all morning, so I decided to see if her being little today would help. I got her paci and sippy, and her favorite stuffie. Then I got her a diaper and a onesie with some cute leggings so she could get little. "Hi puppy, can bubba get you all dressed please? I wanna help you get little.", she nods and walks to me from where she was snuggled in a warm blanket. I pick her up and carry her to the bed and lay her down on top of the onesie and diaper. I gently get her out of her big girl clothes and into her little ones. I give her her paci and stuffie, before going to get her juice in her sippy. "Apple juice alright pup?", I ask and she nods excitedly. I chuckle and pick her up on my shoulders, her giggling and holding my hands happily. "Little one, do you wanna try and eat some apple sauce? We can go slow and eat it little bites at a time, okay?", she nods slowly, /otay bubba/, she mumbles through her paci. I set her down at the table and get her a bib and her airplane spoon with a cup of apple sauce. I sit down beside her and get a tiny bit on the spoon, taking her paci gently and holding the spoon out to let her take when she's ready. She gently eats it and swallows, happily patting the table like she always does when shes smaller and gets apple sauce(it's her favorite). I smile at her and get some more on her spoon for her, holding it out again and she takes it and claps happily. I pat her head and keep giving it to her just like that, making her go slow so she doesn't get sick. After a while she doesn't want anymore so I take her bib off and hold her against my chest, kissing her head. "You did so good nugget, good job for eating something little one", she giggles and pats my shoulders, a precious little smile on her face. "Wanna go play while bubba gets himself some food princess?", her eyes light up and she wiggles, nodding excitedly. I kiss her head and take her back to the room with her little gear, kissing her head gently. "Bubbas right in here if you need him okay?", she nods and waves her little grabby wave as she shakes one of her rattle toys. I go back to the kitchen, happy and relieved to hear her little feet pitter-pattering against the floor, I make some food for myself now that she's eaten as much as she'll take right now. After I've set down for a bit I hear her gagging and run to the bathroom to make sure she's okay. I kneel down with her, rubbing her back and holding her hair for her, cooing to her softly. Throwing up still scares her even if she made herself do it, I know that by now, either way I stay in the bathroom with her until she's done. After I get her a bottle, trying to get her to go to sleep since she'd strained from crying and throwing the little bit of what she'd eaten up, and it was easier to keep her safe that way. She always found a time when I wasn't watching and she wasn't little to find something sharp to cut herself with. She already has fresh scars from yesterday when I had to do homework and left her by herself. Little her is scared of sharp stuff so I know she wasn't little when she did it. Poor baby, so innocent and sweet but still so hurt. I rock her back and forth, carrying her slowly to the bed once she's sleeping and tucking her in before slipping her paci into her open mouth and laying a stuffie by her. "Nini nugget sleep well.", I whisper before kissing her head and walking out softly.