An innocent past

There are times people misread it but my Age Regression lives in me as a re-run of that mindset even it includes spanking because it was all a part of the same life as a child and not seen as anything else.

It's also to be expected that I'm to keep my underwear well maintained free from wear and spotless when put on at all times to preserve the appearance of a well turned out girl at all times.

Charlie

As you might recall, something unexpected was given to me at Christmas (and I'm still overdue one present!) but it needed shall we say a bit of work to give it some life.

That's right the Grafix build your own teddy bear  that needed some groan up assistance with it  as I don't do sowing and so on with my amazingly bad hand to eye co-ordination.
Well at least he's alive is Charlie Bear having been named, having his birth certificate filled out and quite huggable too.
Tis a good life to be a teddy bear of a little.
Before I forget, I'd like to thank some new acquaintances  from one site some littles, others people who've been helping littles in their lives who are reading this blog.

Joanne's Uniform

As I explained briefly one the second Caning post, as an adult Middle, I do dress the part because for one thing it gives me my true ‘sense of position and place’ as that Middle subject to actual Adult Authority having and baldly needing that child-like guidance, support and yes, discipline.
My uniform is very much that being what it is I wear indoors and at meets as my day outfit and very detail is decided upon by my caregiver, other trusted adults who discipline me and my parents although I have a say in what I wear.

The start point is I have to wear my black school pinafore dress which is an actual school one with a white blouse which makes me feel well, very little/middle but that’s good as no one can mistake the real me.
It also makes me look very smart and presentable.

 I also have to wear a tie, which I’m not brilliant at fastening with my amazing co-ordination and if I struggle I am to have it fastened for me as it is a uniform item.

My underwear has to be modest and it has been decided that for now I’m to be put in  black Carta gym knickers which because my infractions take place and are dealt with in real time, feature in my discipline apart from the discipline of having to wear them. They’re usually taken down but being stretchy can be pulled over the cheeks and tucked in for full spanking in situations that might require a more discrete approach while preserving the ‘On the bare rules’.

As a rule it is I am to wear these very grey schoolgirl socks with a bow on at all times although I may be given permission to wear 40 denier tights in very cold weather or for going outside where something that screams out Adult Schoolgirl  may attract unwelcome attention.

Having Cerebral Palsy my walking is unsteady so I have to wear flat shoes so wearing Mary Jane’s or Ballerina styled ones are what I am to wear and they come from the Children’s section having small feet.

 

My uniform is a big part of me, features in my Middles life and is what I’m often disciplined in that keeps me smart.

The needs of littles part II

This entry is a more personalized follow up to the original from August 2013 where I looked at  the role of routines and structure as it applies to the lives of a good number of littles, not all obviously.
Since writing it, It has become clear to me through conversation and observation much of that rings true to differing degrees to a number of us which I suppose kind of validates it but for some of us, additional disability related matters do come in.
For some of us, the limitations are such that what might (cos we're all different) be more a relaxing way to live outside of the demands of work say for some merges more in with in many respects is the limits of our everyday functioning.
It's never the easiest thing for me to say but with the combination of physical disabilities as well as developmental issues that leave me struggling at times with what most past their mid teens can cope with, such considerations as having some fixed routines and structures are critical for getting the best out of life as we can and some sense of independence.

For me, such everyday tasks like going shopping are impacted when you find it hard to recognize what you're looking for, working out how much things cost, handling money and then trying to communicate with the assistant take a lot out of me so I'm feeling quite stressed so if then add things like fresh multiple upselling offers at the tills when I can't process verbal communication particularly well (not least to respond to), words being delivered quickly completely lose me and I'm stood there... Well, lost is the best way to describe it.
You feel like stomping your feet too.
 The first time I became aware of this was about a year after after the playground accident that left me with additional brain damage having been drifting in and out of consciousness on top of that from birth, when out with a  friend while physically disabled using a wheelchair that I was meant to helping him with, it became obvious he was needing to help me rather more with all of that. He could do everything other than physically handling items far better than I could.
I find situations like that very very stressful to the point I could easily snap cos there's too much going on for me to process which is why if I have to engage with such things having fairly common routines and expectations help. You may need to calm me down.

Similarly you could be busy going around people in an unannounced way and I may have no idea that you are and even if you do talk in passing, there's no guaranteeing I've made any sense of it so you do really need to ask me face to face and check I've understood.
I may only know you have from being told much later on!
That was something I found very painful during actual childhood, being the last to know anything.

I do find very necessary to have structures in place to ensure the needs I have such as knowing what I am to do, what I need to do to do it, who is doing what are met to avoid anxiety and do respond much better in situations where I'm told effectively this is what were are going to do next rather than just by trying make sense of what's not directly said.  Cos I won't.

I find keeping to and following plans difficult either by distraction or just not getting around to doing them which is why I'm getting some one on one help with it and other associated issues around accountability and responsibility, for while there are very real limits on what I can be expected to do, I do need help to meet those even.
When you're not in any kind of for want of a better word, a more formal care structure, you're very much left on your own including any programs to help you with such things.
For me it can include both rewards, positive  reinforcement in a more child like way that for some may come in a relationship such as "That's a good girl" to deal with insecurities I may of tackled well or the completion of an assigned task as well as anything more discipline if say I'm on the edge of losing it in again more child-like way as anything very wordy just gets lost completely in a fog of words with me which either results in 'switching off' or getting more frustrated with you.  That's the best use of twenty minutes with me-NOT!

It's also one reason I do say in all sincerity, in a very real sense when I'm out remember  whatever number might be on the birth certificate, you do need to 'look after me' more like you would a child of 12 as I can lose track of you easily and when I'm lost I get very worried plus I'm useless with directions too.

I cannot say learning to come to terms with my needs never mind be honest about them to others has been easy but being able to accept them and prepared to work on those areas I have some potential for improving on is of more help than just flat out denying them.

Littles dress patterns

I'm in great frame of mind right now so I thought I'd post this set of dress patterns from May 1950 looking a Mother and Daughter dresses and especially the aprons.

Third from the left just feels so me had I'd of been around back then.

One reason I'm feeling so great is a person whose name I shall not say said at a place you'd least expect it - paraphasing as something to the effect 'this blog is the one that really gets what it means to be a little'.
Yes, this one girl publication of many out there is apparently is it!
I'd like to think it's cos it authentic coming direct from 'the little girl within', it doesn't push any one form of being a little and encourages you to be the little you are, as you come to it.
To the person who said that, I am most moved, really I am.

Spanked Jo

So here we go two weeks in guess what?
Joanne's gotten a Stress Relief Spanking
Basically it's one that's administered when you're stressed.
It's not that I've done anything wrong (so far) but may be on the edge of misbehaving by losing my temper.
This  isn't just being administered to alleviate my stress  but also is to prevent me from getting Punishment Spanking caused by argumentative behavior or other negative attitudes building up in me.

My skirt has been pulled up and twenty swats administered across my thin knickers with a rubber soled slipper.
My bottom is stinging several hours afterward but as this is to happen to me from now on, I feel I ought be grateful for being stopped. And I am.
Thing is it also has confirmed something  important, that I'm a girl who needs to be spanked to keep me on the straight and narrow, to control my urges to lash out when beyond reasoning and what lies with the child.
The Child needs Parenting.

Pokemon dress

Let it not be said  don't like dresses, actually I do although at this time of year something like this Pokemon print one would be worn only indoors, I just don't like fussy uber-frilly designs and rustling fabrics so this would be just up my street.
The cute and collar is just junior enough to do it go neither too 'little girl' or looking more like 'adult wear' and I find putting on dresses easier by myself.