Mommy and Baby (How I Met Mommy)

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Dear Diary,
My name is Robin. I am twenty-one years old, and I am carrying a huge secret. Just because I'm in college, it doesn't mean I've given up pacifiers and stuffed animals. I am a little one looking for a Mommy Domme to take care of me. I don't have a girlfriend, nor a caregiver. It's really lonely having no one to take care of me. No one irl knows about me, unless they are littles themselves and not in a caregiving role. I do have this friend who is also a little, and she makes sure I'm not all depressed and moping. Her name is Sophie, and she's like a sister to me. I live with her in a large house.
Thanks for listening, Diary.
Robin.

I sigh as I close my diary and lay down on my bed. Sophie hasn't gotten home yet, so I'm all alone at the house we are staying at. I can't go into littlespace alone, despite the voice at the back of my head nagging me to regress. Trying not to cry, I clutch my Marie stuffie tightly in my arms, feeling like I'm useless. Most littles can regress into littlespace without their caregivers there. It's the opposite with me, and I can't stand it. Tears form in my eyes as my mood completely shifts from happy to anger and sadness in a split second.

Just then, I hear the front door open. Sophie is finally home. "Robin! I'm home! Come out!"

I can't make myself get up to greet her. I'm not in the mood right now.

I hear Sophie's footsteps heading towards my room.

"Robin? What's wrong?" She asks in a soft voice, noticing the fact that I'm crying at this point.

"I feel so alone.. I need a caregiver badly.." I whisper.

She looks at me with a concerned expression. "Oh, honey. I understand. Do you need me to hug you?"

I nod silently, and warmth encompasses me as Sophie wraps her arms around me. The familiar and comforting scent of her perfume relaxes me a little.

"You wanna know something, Sophie?"

"Hm? What's that?"

"I'm so glad you're here. Without you, I probably wouldn't be sitting here right now."

Sophie shifts even closer to me.

Just then, we hear a knock at our door.