I feel like I’ve returned from the land of the dead and dying. Being sick sucks. I’m not 100 percent yet, but I feel so good by comparison that I’m almost a new woman. Actually, I feel like a little girl.
I’ve been thinking a lot about my little side. She is definitely there. I’ve talked about her before. She’s not new. Lately, I’ve been letting myself feel little when the need arises. I haven’t done anything particularly little lately, but I sit in that head space, rolling it around a bit, getting comfortable with it. I still can’t imagine calling someone Daddy, but I’ve thought it.
My little side likes fairies. Loves them in fact. That may need to be one of my next tattoos.
When I feel little, I notice pink…and tutus. I saw a little girl in the McDonald’s play area tonight wearing a hot pink tutu and wanted one so bad. I wouldn’t look nearly as cute as her, but I still wanted one. The sexual little in me would take a black tutu, as well, or purple.
I always equate feeling little with feeling ultra feminine, very girly. Tomorrow I’m doing the girliest thing I know to do as a grown woman. I’m getting my nails and hair done.
Ok, that’s not a powerful statement to most people, but as the mother of two boys, any day I don’t have snot, dirt, grime, or something a little questionable on me, is a good day. Can you imagine how this feels?! I’m paying for the luxury of being pampered – while I pay for the luxury of having someone watch my children. Ahhhhh…my little side is very happy.
I think I want a teddy bear, too. I can’t imagine buying one, though – too many other necessary things to purchase, but like my indulgence tomorrow, maybe I should throw caution to the wind.
But if I find myself a teddy bear, you should know that I will curl up and watch Disney movies, cradling it in my arms, living for just a few moments in my little girl head space…while I admire my pretty toes and twirl my hair around my fingers.
Oh yes. I love my little. <3
I’m learning to love mine, too.
I love, love, love my little girl side. I have been sleeping with my son’s oversized gorilla. First it was mine, then I gave it to him, and now it’s my snuggle buddy. I’ve been sleeping on the couch for about a month now, so I need a snuggle buddy.
Yes you do! I’m not a natural snuggler…but I’ve noticed lately that when I sleep at night, I bury myself in my covers and wrap the extra around my arms…guess that’s my subconscious trying to tell me something…maybe I am a snuggler…lol
I go back and forth. I like my butt to be snuggled.
Nothing wrong with indulging yourself now and again….it is good to allow yourself to feel like a woman and indulge the little side of you. Enjoy
I will! 🙂
Awe, i also love my little side,i find her comforting in such a time of crazy. Embrace her. *also a mom of 2 boys* i get it.:-)
I bet you do! I love my boys, but the only way I get anything girly is to do it myself…lol
absolutely, i can sooooo relate..
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Glad you feel better Kayla. Enjoy being the girly girl, its fun and refreshing.
Today was a good day! 🙂
I love my little side, and my teddy ♥
My little has been out in force this weekend…I’m now the proud owner of pink Batman underwear…because I couldn’t decide between the Hello Kitty pair and the Cookie Monster pair…
OMG that is awesome 🙂
Target! It was this wall of panties…and I stood there for 10 minutes trying to decide…I’ll be back…I know I will…
Girl, I am going tomorrow!
I have recently discovered my little side as well.
She’s becoming MUCH stronger..