"I wasn't expecting to be mother when I was fresh out of college, wasn't expecting to have a family of 4 by 35 and wasn't expecting to be about 7 inches tall when I turned 40 but what can you do. 3 years ago, I remember dropping off my youngest, Becky to daycare after dropping everyone off from school, I remember kissing and hugging all my daughters and oldest son, that was the last time I was looking down on them. I was driving when a container of some liquid jackknived my Subaru and hit me, some liquid splashed on me, I was dizzy from the crash, not realizing I was gonna shrink. Everything else is what doctors and others told me, when the ambulance came and got me out, I was apparently already smaller than my 5'5 height, they said I was like a kid in her moms clothes, it shocked them, they were advised to wash me off first before they could even touch me, I was sprayed what I later found out was bottled water and my clothes already fell off, I was escorted to the hospital and get this, at first I was at the regular side but because my height was already a size of a toddler, I was sent to the children's ward, my family was all shocked when they saw me, I finally woke up and all of their faces...and they looked giant, they showed me my reflection and I couldn't believe it, I lost about 3 feet. It was funny the doctors did my X-Rays and adjusted everything to my height that was slowly going down. Everything was ok until my height kept shrinking, by the end of it all, I shrank enough to the size of my sons comic action figures. I was sent home in my husbands polo pocket. Since then, I'm no longer a mother, I'm basically the smallest kid. My husband has started to watch me more and care for my needs. Both emotionally and sexually...I'll just keep that PG for now. My son who is about to reach high school, draws me, I've become his muse, also helping with his homework. My daughters who are from 12 to 6 treat me as the doll or their playmate.
I've been sleeping in the dollhouse they gifted me last Christmas, I just wish that set came with clothes but they are either itchy or rubbery and it's better in the buff, there are awkward talks about why my chest is big or hair and all that. I don't mind it all, it helps I'm not the only one, I set up a Facebook post awhile back and small so many other tiny mothers. From 3 feet tall to 2 inches, there is a whole other world I wasn't expecting, and it's all outside this dollhouse, I look out and it feels more unique...HEY STACY, STOP YELLING AT YOUR SISTER PLEASE! Oh no, now is not the time for Dollhouse! Wait, wait...oh dear, wonder what's on the docket today...(swept up by her middle daughters hand and sent to her room to have a tea party)"
