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💤Night Routine for Babies!💤

1. Do a bit of clean up! Cleaning up before bedtime is a healthy way to clear your mind and get a clear space too! It doesn’t have to be a lot, sometimes that can be overwhelming. Just try picking up a thing or two, or wiping off a shelf. Baba can always help you if you need a hand cleaning up! 🧸🧹🛁

2. Bathtime and get changed into comfy pajamas! Baths are always a great way to wind down before bedtime. Don’t forget to add lots of toys and bubbles to make it even more fun! And afterwards, find the comfiest pair of jammies you have to get all cozy and warm for bed! 🛁🫧🐤

3. Have a bedtime snack and take meds if needed! It is always very important to have a happy tummy before bedtime! If you’re really not feeling hungry, I would still recommend a glass of milk or tea just to wind down. Baba can even put it in a sippy cup or bottle for you! 🍼🍵🍪

4. Brush your teeth and hair as well as any skincare you do! Taking care of your personal hygiene and staying squeaky clean is the best way to be a happy baby before bedtime! Of course, baba can always help you get ready if you’re having trouble! 🪥🧴🧼

5. Do one thing that makes you happy and get some rest! It is important to end your night on the happiest note you can! To do that, find a little thing to do that’ll make you smile. After that, you can close your pretty little eyes and get some sleep for the night. Baba will give you a goodnight kiss too, of course! 🛌💤❤️

I know a lot of littles liked and appreciated the morning routine, so I decided to do a night one too! I hope this helps any babies who need it. I love you to the moon and back, my angels. 🖤

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tw: mentions of neglect/abuse

carer with a traumatized age regressor they know they're helping to heal everytime they slip.

never received toys/were given very few toys as a kid? bubbas spoiling you in all the toys you want! if their kiddo is a little more shy and feeling guilty, they'll notice their little one eyeing a toy. "do you want it puppy? no need to feel bad, i just wanna give you everything you deserve"

went without food in public? carer will always order something for you, you never have to watch them eat while you have nothing. "oh honey I would never~ not only is that mean, but you gotta grow big and strong like me!"

went without food/snacks in private? your caregiver always makes sure they stock up on your favorite snacks and brands- no matter how specific they are. there's no shame in only eating a certain brand or flavor of chips. there's always groceries in the house and they're happy to cook for you, wanting to make sure you're safe AND fed. "are you hungy? I can get my sweetheart their favorite snack until the pastas done?"

had bad physical treatment? they would NEVER even THINK about laying a hand on you. if you misbehave or act up, they understand you're just in littlespace. like real kids, emotions can be hard and some moments arent good. sometimes kids like to test boundaries, there's nothing wrong with that. they won't let it slide and will issue lines, time outs, and stuff like early bedtime or shorter playtime- but nothing physical or mentally damaging. "angel I know you're all upset and shouting at bubba, but I need you to sit in the chair for 5 minutes. we don't yell."

missed out on a lot of childhood experiences? that's okay! your cg is soooo happy to integrate anything into their routine. whether it's storytime, going to the park, holiday celebrations, they're happy to accomodate! "oh you wanna have a bubba baby book read before your nap? of course little one!"

touch starved and wanting a lot of physical affection? they'll love on you SO much to try and make up for it! cuddles, pats, carries, boops, you got it! "awww does munchkin need a hug? cmere"

weren't treated the best emotionally? they understand how it can impact you. your carer always reminds you that you're not a burden, it wasn't your fault, and they truly do love you. they're not lying to you, they don't hate you, there's no maliciousness or ulterior motives- just pure love and care. "I know it was a lot, and I'm sorry you had to live through that angel- but I'm glad you're with me now. As long as I'm here, and as long as you'll let me- I won't let anyone treat you like that again. I pinky promise, my little love. Always, and forever."

Icl, this was very self indulgent to me- but I hope anyone who can sadly relate feels atleast a little bit of comfort and wholesomeness from this. I believe you. You're strong.

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It's getting late, my dear. You can play one more game and it's upstairs for your bath, alright? After that? Well, you can pick out your jammies and a stuffy and then we can cuddle up for a bedtime story. How does that sound? I know, the last few nights have been hard; you haven't been getting much rest. Mama did get you some new lavender soap at the store, we can see if that will help. Yes, I can leave my door open a crack in case you need me.

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Shhhh, my little one; what is it? You woke up and can't go back to sleep? It's okay, I'm here. What do you need? You want me to come back to your room? Yeah, I can do that. Do you want to read a story? No? That's fine, we can just cuddle until you fall back asleep. I'll be right here the whole time...promise.

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Night owls

This is my first post like this, be gentle! And do let me know if you'd like something in my ask box. Enjoy <3 - Papa Chevy

I hear you stirring on the baby monitor, fighting sleep. Next thing I know, your sweet little head pokes in the doorway, your arrival preceded by the patter of tiny feet. Your hair is wild, paci hanging from its clip on your sleep shirt, treasured stuffed toy in tow. Papa?

Just to finish this sentence... What's that, baby? You tug on my sleeve with a whine, and I look away from my glowing blue iMac. I push my reading glasses up into my ruffled hair, tousling your head. My room is dark but for its light, and I've been up working on my college classes ever since I put you to bed. Rain raps at the window. The Eagles play softly on the CD player up above, more to keep me awake than anything else. I notice the time with a start - much too late for papas or little ones. It's late, honey, whatcha doing up?

Papa... your lower lip juts out, and I can't help but scoop you up in my arms as tears roll down your cheeks, rubbing your back as I do so. Miss you!

I soften, wiping your tears with my thumb. Of course, how could I have been so careless? Oh darling, papa's finals week has been so hard for you, huh? You nod in confirmation, rubbing your stuffed lovie on your cheek for comfort, fiddling with my fingers. I offer you your forgotten pacifier, and you take it, blinking plaintively at me, eyes glassy from a lack of sleep. Is the thunder scary? You wanted daddy?

Yeah.. you sniff, throw your arms around me, face immediately buried in my shirt. I won't let you go again.

Well, let's fix that sweetheart. My lovebug is much more important, the work can wait, and you need your papa. I power off my monitor. Fancy pickin' out a show for us? Hmm little bat? I tickle your hiding cheek, and you nod hesitantly, so I lift you up to the shelf with the VHS tapes. You snatch the Goodnight Show, a little smile peeking out from behind your pacifier. There's my sweet sugar.

Good choice little dude! I load the tape into the VCR and we settle into bed, me and you and your lovey. You cuddle against my chest, and I rub your head as your eyes slip open and shut, relaxing already. You'll be sleeping with me until finals are over, you can be sure of that, and you'll never have to be afraid of the thunder again.