Hollywood Princess

Chapter 21: A Princess Apart

As the door shut and the plane started being pushed out of the hangar, all I could do was cry into GiGi's shoulder. It wasn't fair, why was Mommy leaving me, was I not good enough? A big part of me knew why she was leaving, but it was quickly overwhelmed and silenced by my toddler headspace. I lifted my eyes from GiGi's shoulder and looked at the plane being backed out of the hangar, it was almost completely out. Mommy couldn't leave, I had to catch her and make her take me with her! Coming to this conclusion, I broke away from GiGi's arms and tried to run towards the plane. Unfortunately, GiGi was too fast and grabbed me back into a tight hug right as I tried to pull away. The plane fully out of the hanger now, started forward onto the runway and out of sight. Once again I just put my head into GiGi's shoulder and cried.

Once we were back in the car GiGi helped buckle me in and gave me my pacifier and my stuffie. I cuddled with Taki, crying softly to myself feeling my Goodnite grow warm. We drove back in relative silence, GiGi occasionally hugging me or putting a comforting hand on my shoulder. The smell of urine had quickly permeated the car after my accident, unfortunately for GiGi and the Driver rolling down the tinted windows was a no-no.

We couldn't risk anyone seeing me like this, taking a picture and it ending plastered all over the tabloids. If they noticed the smell, they didn't mention it. We arrived home, and once we were safely hidden in the garage, GiGi unbuckled my seat belt and helped me out of the car. Safely out of the car, she took my hand and led me straight to my bedroom. She grabbed the changing mat and the supplies for my change. Looking at me with a loving expression, she asked to important question.

"Julie, can you tell Grandma how old you are sweety?" Her warm smile was comforting, and this was an easy question, I knew the answer to this one!

"Silly Gigi, I dis many!" I squealed as I held up two fingers for her. I giggled because Grandma was being silly and pretending not to know how old I was.

She smiled at me, a look of love in her eyes. "You're right, GiGi is being silly. Of course, my little JuJu Bean is a big two-year-old!"

I loved it when she called me JuJu Bean, it made me smile.

She placed the changing matt on the bed and had me lie down. She quickly undressed me until I was in just a Goodnite. She made quick work of removing my Goodnite and wiping me down. Next, she grabbed the large white diaper she had placed on the bed beside me. She instructed me to lift my bum, and she slid the open diaper under me. Bringing my bum down onto the soft padding, she grabbed the cream and powder off the bedside table. She spread rash cream and liberally sprinkled baby powder onto my crotch, making sure to get full coverage so I wouldn't get a rash. Satisfied with her efforts, she brought the front of the diaper between my legs and taped all four tapes firmly onto the landing zone, making sure it was nice and snug. It felt like a hug around my waist. She checked the leak guards on the diaper to make sure they were properly in place and pronounced me done.

She went into my closet grabbed my Tangled pajamas and helped me step into the pants and put my arms through the sleeves. Now that I was dressed in more than just a diaper, she led me back downstairs and told me to go play. She didn't need to tell me twice, and I quickly wattled over to the toys in the corner of the room and sat down. She went to the kitchen and warmed up a bottle of milk for me. It had been a long and emotional day, she knew I wasn't long for the waking world, and the warm milk would only speed things up. Checking the temperature on her wrist, she swiftly walked back to where I was playing and sat on the couch.

"Come over here baby, it's time for your bottle"

She had a sweet lilt to her voice, and I was pretty thirsty, so I quickly scrambled onto her lap. She adjusted me until my head was in her lap, and she gave me my bottle, slipping the silicone nipple between my lips. I drank eagerly but had to slow down when GiGi chided me for drinking too fast. I was about halfway through the bottle when my eyes began to droop. By the time I finished the bottle, I was barely able to keep my eyes open. GiGi gave me a few pats on the back and I responded with a resounding belch, which was met with praise. She took my hand and quietly led me upstairs to my room.

As we walked up the stairs, my tummy started to feel funny. I was too tired to think about why, so I ignored it and trudged into my room and fell onto my bed. GiGi tucked me in and placed Taki by my side and my pacifier between my lips. She turned around to find a book to read to me, but by the time she turned around, I was already asleep.

I woke up sometime later with a bit of a start. My tummy was hurting, worse than before and I didn't know why. I cried out for GiGi, but she had forgotten to turn the baby monitor on and couldn't hear me. I held my tummy, desperately wanting it to stop hurting. Something in me told me I needed to push and the pain would go away, so that's what I did. Pushing down with small little grunts, I filled the back of my diaper. It was icky and warm, but my tummy felt better. When the smell hit me, I knew I had to go find GiGi. I quickly made my way into the hall and down to GiGi's bedroom. I opened the door quietly and walked to her bedside. I gently poked her shoulder, trying to wake her. After just a moment, I was successful and she opened her eyes. Eyes still bleary, she grabbed the glasses off her bedside table and looked at me.

"What's wrong baby, did you have a bad dream?" she asked with concern coloring her voice.

I just sniffled and hugged Taki closer. She was about to speak again when the smell of my accident made its way to her nose. Giving me a warm, understanding smile, she started to get out of bed.

"Oh baby, did you make a stinky? Is that what's wrong?" She was pretty confident in her answer, but she still turned on the bedside light and turned me around.

Pulling out the back of my diaper's waistband, she peered inside confirming her suspicion that I had indeed made a stinky. Taking my hand, she guided me back towards my room. I stood by the door, hugging Taki as she got out the changing supplies.

"Come on over baby, let's get you out of the stinky diaper!"

I walked over to her and sat on the mat which was now on the floor so as not to accidentally get any poo poo on my bed. As my messy bottom made contact with the floor, I cringed for a moment before settling down on my bum and laying back. Pacifier still in my mouth and Taki in my arms, I just stared at the ceiling as GiGi started taking off my pajamas and untaping my diaper.

I felt the cool air on my bum as she untaped the diaper, and then a brief wiping sensation as she used the front of the diaper the get a bit of the mess off me. It was longer than my usual change, but I guessed GiGi was just out of practice changing diapers. A minute and several wipes later GiGi was satisfied that I was properly cleaned. She repeated the changing process from earlier and helped me back into my pajamas. She tucked me back into bed and kissed me on the forehead.

"Go back to sleep baby, little girls need their rest!" She smiled at me and turned off my bedside lamp.

She quickly cleaned up the changing supplies and disposed of the messy diaper in my bathroom. She came back to check on me and found me already asleep sucking happily on my pacifier.

"Goodnight princess, sleep well," she whispered as she closed the door behind her.