If Life Went My Way

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I count my diapers again. I only have two more not counting the one I'm wearing. Today should be the day my order comes. I'm bouncing off the walls because I'm so excited. I've grown very accustomed to wearing diapers and don't even feel nervous about I using and wearing them in public.
As I'm pacing the room. I get a buzz on my doorbell thing, making me poop my diaper in fright. It wasn't a big poop so I decided to change after. I answered the com and a voice came on.
"Hello I have a delivery for Zyler?" I squealed in excitement and ran down the stairs not bothering to take the elevator, in my poopy diaper bouncing below my sweetpants. When I got there, there were about 6 boxes, half of them being quite large, next to a man holding a clip bored. I walked up to him and introduced myself. He told me to sign a few papers and then I could just take my stuff.
I probably gave the worst signature in history but I didn't care. I lugged the boxes onto the elevator and went up to my floor, bouncing with excitment. The doors opened and I lugged the boxes onto my apartment where I opened them almost immediately. I held every package in my arms like they were my life force, waiting for the package I most wanted.
I finally found my pills and left all the other unpacked items on the floor. I walked into my tiny kitchen and read the instructions. It was a small bottle which surprised me. The instructions said I take one every two weeks and there's enough for a year. Do not attempt to chew pill but you must swallow whole with fluid.
This gave me the perfect opportunity to use my bottle and formula. I walked over to my pile of baby things and fished around for the bottles and formula. I washed all the bottles and took one from the drying rack to use. I put the proper water to powder ratio and microwaved it. I shook it up and got one of my pills. I popped the pill in my mouth and started to drink, feeling the happiest I've ever been.
The milk soon made me very tired, but I hadn't had enough time to set up my crib or change my diaper, so I decided to sleep on the couch tonight in my poopy diaper. Sleep was like a light switch being flicked.
I woke up late the next morning. I sat up and stretched smiling to myself remembering what happened the night before, and smelling my much messier diaper. I looked over at the pile of stuff in the middle of the room, I sighed and went to make some coffee.
After I had properly woken up, I went to change myself into a new diaper. Still using the pharmacy ones because I didn't want them to go to waste. I wiped my butt off and turned on the shower. I cleaned myself and shaved my vagina and butt hole completely spottless, turned off the shower, dried off, and put on a fresh diaper.
I grabbed my binders from the pile and went to hand wash them in the bathroom. They had cute patterns of scales on them in vibrant colors. When they were dry, I took the blue one, my favorite, and put it on. Deciding to stay in only that for today.
I went to the kitchen to boil a pot of water to disinfect the binkies, my mom taught me to do this when I was young. I went to my second room that I kept empty for this day and pulled my crib into it. I had already painted it pink but secretly painted pink and teal fish as well.
I put my crib where I wanted it and put the sheets on it. The sheets were decorated with a coral reef and all kinds of vibrant fish. I had also taken all my toys from home from when I was young, telling my mom I was taking them for memories, and had stored them in here.
I left to go check on the water and it was boiling. So I put the binkies in it and busyed myself with the other work. I brought the, quite large, changing mat into the room and placed it down near the foot of my crib.
I went to my other room and emptied my nightstand. I dragged it over to the nursery and put it next to my changing mat. I went back into the living room to grab my diapers and brought them to put in the nightstand. I realized the binkies were probably pretty disinfected by now so I turned off the heat and used a pair of tongs to take them out. I put them on a paper towel to dry.
I grabbed my bottles, formula, laxatives, and pills, and brought them to the back room and put them on a shelf opposite the wall my crib was at. I drilled some hooks into the bottom of the shelf and hung my binkies there. I put my rash cream and big tub of baby powder on top of the nightstand. And I used the closet to hang my onsies and binders, I wasn't going to use them until I started using the diapers.
I was finally finished. I stood at the door and admired my handiwork. I went to change my diaper as it had been a long day. To my surprise, I hadn't realized that I had peed in it so much it was almost leaking; which was a good sign the pills worked. I was happy as I changed my diaper and climbed into my crib. It was so soft, and since no one was here to take me out, I didn't lower the bar.
'This is perfect. Now all I need is a mommy' but I can wait. I think to myself as I drift off to sleep.
I wake to a poop filled diaper; the poop is so spread out it's almost to the top of the front. I climbed out of my crib sleepily, wishing I had a mommy to do this for me, and slowly changed my diaper. As I went to reach for another one, I realized I was out of pharmacy ones so I went to grab a new one. I was excited to do this because I had wanted to use them since I got them; this also meant I could put on a onesie today.
I grab the diaper that has the starfish indicator, my pink binder, and my teal onesie with a small starfish pattern. I smile as I admire myself in the full length mirror.
As I'm eating breakfast, I feel my diaper start to get warm and sag a little bit. I continue eating as if nothing happened. I looked on my phone as I ate and looked for apps where I could find a mommy.
It finally downloaded and I immediately began to search for a mommy.
[Time forward: 12pm]

I had found a mommy, or at least someone I want to be my mommy; her name was Ash. Ash was a red-head and she was quite tall compared to me. She had bright green eyes. We were now going on 2 full hours of just talking and we had so much in common; it also turned out we lived in the same town.
I invited her to my house tomorrow and sent her my address. The last thing she told me was:
"Don't worry about dressing up. Just wear what you would normally wear" and she left. I think she meant to wear my baby stuff. I felt my stomach gurgle and not to late after that my diaper was full again. It was near dinner when we were done talking so I decided to eat some dinner before changing.