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Derpy Hooves, who was known also as ‘Muffins’, ‘Bubbles’, ‘Ditzy-Do’, and other such names, was the least likely mare any pony would believe could be a mother. However, despite having thought she had just eaten numerous batches of bad muffins, she was surprised to learn all the weight and sick feelings meant she was giving birth to a foal.

CA-CLICK
The Ponyville pediatrician opened the front door of his practice to find the mail mare appearing very confused as she stood frozen in place holding out the mail meant for the doctor as a newborn foal now lay upon the ground.
“I say,” he stated as calmly as he possibly could to not distress the already confused mail mare. “I think you must’ve met the stork on your way over here.”

Derpy felt relaxed enough to finish handing over the mail to the doctor after hearing this statement.
“Really?” she asked. “But the stork delivers babies to mommies and daddies.”

The doctor remained calm and composed.
“Well, my dear,” he said. “It would appear it is your turn to get a delivery from the stork.”

“Oh, wow!” the grey-coated Pegasus chirped. “I’m a mommy!”

The pediatrician looked about to see if any pony was gawking at the scene. Fortunately there were none.
“Okay, Derpy,” he stated. “Why don’t you bring your special delivery in and we’ll get you both acquainted as mother and child.”

The wall-eyed Pegasus looked to her mail satchel.
“But I still have mail to deliver,” she stated. “Ponies get mad when they don’t get their mail on time.”

The pediatrician was amazed at how innocent and simple the yellow-haired Pegasus was.
“Tell you what, Derpy,” he added. “I’ll call over to the post office and let them know you have a doctor’s excuse to be off work to get time with your special delivery.”

“Really?” she wondered as she was now admiring the foal that was trying to reach for her. “Who will deliver the mail while I’m off of work?”

The doctor laughed.
“There’s always some pony,” he replied. “Now lets get you to in here so we can see what the stork delivered to you.”

***

Derpy found it very easy to bond with her daughter, who she named Dinky for how small she was. The bubbly mare also felt something in herself change as she looked into the normal-appearing eyes of her similarly appearing filly. Similar with the exception that she was a Unicorn and not a Pegasus. There was also her eyes being normal and the fact she was a baby and not a full-grown pony.

As Derpy and Dinky enjoyed their time together, Mayor mare, the pediatrician, and some local representatives for child welfare went into a meeting on how to go forward. The discussion was focused on if Derpy was fit to be a mother. Mayor Mare remained neutral as the pediatrician argued how Ms. Hooves was showing signs of a fit mother as the child welfare department representatives countered with how some pony with Derpy’s ‘condition’ could successfully raise a foal.

The meeting got quite heated until Mayor Mare finally intervened.
“I hear both parties and see how each has a good reason to see their choice for Ms. Hooves child should be one in the child’s best interest,” she firmly stated. “So I propose a compromise. Henceforth, Ms. Derpy Hooves will retain custody of her daughter but will, without being made aware of the role of child welfare, be appointed a ‘helper’ to take notes while assisting her in being a good parent. We shall then meet every month to discuss progress and update the arrangements if so deemed necessary.”

Both parties appeared pleased in this outcome and went about preparing for Derpy’s return to her humble home.

***

An independent party was hired to serve as a nanny / caretaker. Her name was Nixi and she was one of the best when it came to parenting strategies, child welfare, etc. None knew where she hailed from but she was always reachable through mailing to a PO Box within Ponyville’s post office.

Nixi was a Unicorn who had white fur and a blue mane. She appeared a bit larger than the average mare but no pony really gave it much thought. Most ponies only cared if she could help them with their foals while making solid decisions to ensure what was best for the little ones.

***

On the day of Derpy’s return from the hospital, Nixi made a solid effort of converting the Pegasus’ small home into a warm, welcoming, and safe place for little Dinky. Some questioned her on how she could support helping a Pegasus who had no knowledge of how ‘the stork’ happened to find her. However Nixi would calmly touch on how she had seen other situations that were as hard to believe and had her own sons to whom ‘came to her’ in which she cared for. This could’ve been questioned further but Nixi was known for using clever words to share her thoughts. Nobody would ever doubt what she did as a result of just how good she was in being a mother.

***

Derpy was surprised at how much her home had changed since she had been away from it for over a week.
“Oh, wow!” she awed. “It’s like a little nursery in here.”

“That it is, Derpy,” stated Nixi. “Now how about we get Dinky into her crib so I can show you how everything works?”

“Okee!” she sing-songed.

***

Derpy found it hard to leave her daughter’s side. She was even noticing her eyesight getting better for she bumped into fewer-and-fewer things than she would once do prior to her visit by ‘the stork’. Nixi was quick to pick up on this.
“You are an amazing pony, Ms. Hooves,” the white Unicorn remarked while magically powering a bottle warmer. “I do believe the stork made a good choice when he delivered your bundle of joy.”

“You think?” wondered the wall-eyed Pegasus. “I heard some ponies think I am making up that the stork came and how this filly is mine.”

Nixi nuzzled against Derpy.
“I guess we’ll just have to show them how miracles do happen,” she soothed. “But we still have some things to get used to before Dinky wakes up.”

“Okee!” beamed Derpy. She was definitely feeling ‘bubbly’.

***

Time passed and Nixi had written very detailed reports on Derpy’s progress on being a mother. Some felt Nixi’s findings were all a work of fiction but anyone who would be ‘casually invited over for dinner’ would see just how independent Ms. Hooves was in caring for her happy-go-lucky daughter who was more-than-meeting her milestones. It seemed impossible but it was happening and, by Dinky’s first birthday, Nixi had officially signed and notarized a document that would prevent any pony from taking Dinky from her loving and caring mother.

“Ms. Hooves,” beamed the white Unicorn towards the wall-eyed Pegasus who had her daughter safely harnessed in a travel chair upon her back. “I must go now to tend to some matters back in my home dim-err-hometown.”

“Okee,” the grey-coated mare replied. Her mind was more on her daughter than Nixi’s words.

“Just know,” continued Nixi as she handed a small envelope to Derpy. “If you ever need anything, please deliver this to my PO box and I will get back to help as soon as I can.”

“Okee,” she replied as the playful babbling of Dinky was her current focus.

“Be well, Ms. Hooves,” stated Nixi as she headed out of the Hooves’ home.

***

Ponies were amazed over the following year. They noticed how Derpy brought Dinky everywhere she went. She even brought her daughter to work upon being reinstated to return. Most thought this was insanity for how often the mail mare was known for running into walls, posts, trees, etc. However this had now become more the exception than the rule for Derpy.

“Perhaps a miracle did happen?” some ponies would state as they’d see how the mother and daughter combo worked together in delivering the mail. Ms. Hooves could have easily found someone to foal sit while she was at work but she wouldn’t have it. Dinky was her ‘special delivery’ and she felt more confident, appreciated, and loved when her baby Unicorn was around.

***

All was going well until the pediatrician saw Dinky still in diapers after her fourth birthday. He pulled Derpy aside to discuss the matter with her.
“Ms. Hooves,” he said as caringly as he could. “Your daughter is very bright and smart Unicorns, like Dinky, start going to school at around her age.”

“Oh, goody!” delighted the bubbly mare. “Does this mean I have to deliver some papers to City Hall to get her enrolled into school?”

The doctor seemed surprised at Ms. Hooves knowing of the procedure to get a child started into their education. However he later realized that Derpy had learned a lot of how pony society worked from being a mail mare.
“Okay,” he said knowing he should cease trying to talk-down to Ms. Hooves. “Has Dinky showed interest in not being in diapers?”

Derpy thought.
“No…,” she trailed. “We just say her diaper is like my mail bag and I get to find special deliveries in it that I clean up just as Ms. Nixi had taught me.”

Derpy than laughed.
“She’s a mail carrier in her own way,” she continued. “We call her diapers ‘mail bags’ and she lets me know when she is ready to deliver to the nearest ‘mail box’, which is actually a diaper pale but don’t tell her that.”

The doctor was impressed, yet again, on how Derpy’s childlike mind just found all sorts of ways to make positive things that other ponies would never be able to do in a similar situation.
“Well,” he tried to continue. “Dinky can’t be making deliveries when she’s at school.”

“Why not?” the mail mare asked with a baffled expression. “It’s not a problem and she’s always happy to play and she is safe as a foal in diapers.”

The doctor felt he was getting a little hint of what the bubbly mare’s past was like. Perhaps a part of her, without knowing it, was trying to protect her daughter from traumas that had happened to her?
“Hey!” he announced. “What if we got Nixi back here to help you get Dinky happily out of diapers?”

“Okee,” she replied as she didn’t really know what else to say. Plus she did like Nixi and knew the Unicorn cared about her and her daughter.

***

“How are your boys, Ms. Nixi?” the mail mare asked as the Unicorn went about creating an encouraging system for Dinky to get out of her diapers.

“Leon and Parker?” the Unicorn beamed. “They’re doing great. They’re probably both back playing video games right now.”

Derpy’s eyes blinked.
“What’s a video game?” she asked.

“Oh!” blushed Nixi. “Just something my little hatchlings like to play while mommy is away.”

Derpy still remained confused.
“How old are your boys?” she asked.

Nixi knew Derpy wouldn’t give out any of her secrets and had no worries in sharing some truths she’d hide from those ponies who asked for her assistance.
“Whatever they want their age to be,” she replied. “They’re good boys when they aren’t fighting over the space battle toys.”

Derpy was now officially lost.
“Okee,” she replied. “How did you get them out of diapers?”

Nixi had to pause as her boys had been in diapers for years. However her boys also were this way due to the magic that made up her realm and it was also by their choice to stay in diapers.
“They are still having some trouble,” she decided to answer. “Though every dragon is different.”

“Dragon…,” trailed Derpy.

Nixi now knew she was overloading derpy with information that would not be of any relevance to her task at hoof.
“We’re here for Dinky,” she deflected. “So how’s about we go with the ‘lead by example’ approach?”

“Okee,” nodded the wall-eyed mare. “What do I do?”

SHING
WHOOSH
SNAP-SNAP

“Whoah!” gasped Derpy as she was suddenly strapped into a diaper. “I don’t need diapers, Ms. Nixi.”

The Unicorn nodded and smiled.
“You and I know that,” she said encouragingly. “However Dinky seeing you model behavior to go potty will help her see how important it is to not rely on diapers for the potty.”

“Oh…,” the Pegasus considered. “Okee.”

***

The next day, Dinky was most surprised to wake up in her crib to the smiling face of her mother. “Good morning, my little muffin,” Derpy lovingly called as she scooped up her foal. “Guess who got the entire day off to spend with you?”
“Mommy?” Dinky guessed.
Derpy nodded and kissed her daughter on the forehead. “Correct! Oh, such a smart little filly you are! Mommy could just eat you up.” She proceeded to blow a raspberry into her daughter’s tummy, which made Dinky giggle and kick her little legs.
“No, Mommy!” Dinky playfully replied while laughing over and over again.
Derpy simply laughed back, before moving a hoof to inspect her daughter’s diaper. She pressed a hoof to it and felt it crinkle as it compressed. “All nice and clean, good.” She cooed, setting her daughter down onto the floor.
It was now that Dinky got to see all of her mother, and the foal’s eyes were drawn to something that hugged her mother’s rear end tightly. It looked kind of like a big pillow, except for the noticeable tapes on the sides that held it in place. Dinky blinked as she questioned. “Mommy? Why are you wearing a diaper?”
The mare laughed as she patted her padding. “Because Mommy wants to be on your level. And so that Mommy can show you how to do something that everypony your age has to do.” She delivered the last line with a knowing wink.
The foal was more than a little surprised. “What do you mean?”
Derpy just waddled over, lowering herself to her daughter’s level and patting her on the forehead (taking care to avoid the horn which was a very sensitive area). “I’ll show you after breakfast, Dinky. Can you do Mommy a favor and keep your diapers clean until then?”
Dinky nodded, she never disobeyed an order from her mother. “Okay, I’ll do that.”
“Good,” Derpy smiled. “Now let’s take you down to your playpen, and Mommy will get started on breakfast. We’ll have muffins!”
Dinky’s mouth began to water, it was always a special occasion whenever her mom made muffins. The last time it had been as a celebration for her first word. But the foal wondered what warranted muffins being made this time? Well, she could find out later.

***

Despite wearing a thick diaper, Derpy had no more trouble than usual making breakfast. She actually kind of liked the way her padding moved with her, crinkling ever so softly and giving her movements a slight waddle.
When breakfast was ready, Derpy picked up Dinky and carefully placed the foal in her highchair, before Derpy sat down in the chair next to it. Her diaper crinkled again when she did so, and then she tied a bib around herself and her daughter.
Breakfast itself came and went without much fanfare for the two ponies. But as soon as Derpy had cleaned the dishes (and her daughter) the time came for her demonstration. She made it a point to march her still diapered daughter into the bathroom. Standing near the toilet was a plastic bowl with three flowers painted on it.
Dinky eyed the strange object with a mix of amazement and confusion. “Mommy, what dat?
Derpy’s smile grew wider as she proudly declared. “It’s a potty, Dinky. It’s what big ponies use instead of diapers. And you wanna be a big pony, right?”
Dinky nodded her head. “I want to be a big pony, just like you!” But her eagerness was quickly replaced by concern as she commented. “But how do I use the potty? And do I have to give up my diapers?”
“Not until you’ve mastered the potty. That’s what potty training is for,” Derpy proudly explained. “From now on, if you feel like you have to go, you can come and get me and I’ll take you to the potty. As for how you use it, it’s easy. I’ll show you. First you gotta take off your diaper,” She made it a point to pull down her daughter’s diaper a second later. “Then you just trot over to the potty and sit down,” That was exactly what the pegasus did. “Then you just do your business. When you’re done, I’ll clean you up and empty your potty into the toilet and I will flush it all away. Eventually, if you get good at it you can do it all yourself. Well, except for the emptying part. But you’ll see why when I show you.”
Derpy stood up and prepared to pick up the potty to empty it in the toilet. But that was when she noticed something was off. She looked into the bowl, but saw nothing. That couldn’t be right though, she distinctly remembered using it. “I don’t get it, what went wrong?” She innocently wondered. “I know I used the potty. How come it’s empty? It doesn’t empty itself.”
Dinky started to snicker quite audibly as she gestured a hoof. “Mommy, you are so silly. You forget to take off your own diaper.”
Derpy finally looked down at her padding, and a close inspection indicated that it had been used. The pegasus mare quickly put two and two together. She now knew why the potty was empty. “Oops, my bad!” She declared as her cheeks flushed a bright shade of red.
“Mommy need a diaper change?” Dinky innocently offered even as she couldn’t stop laughing.
“I… guess so,” The pegasus mare reluctantly replied, deciding it best to humor her offspring about the embarrassing situation. “And uh… just so you know, Mommy did that on purpose. That way you could see how not to use the potty. So don’t do what Mommy did and you’ll be fine.”
The foal just nodded, continuing to giggle. This was an experience that was going to be ingrained into her memory for a VERY long time.

***

Derpy quickly set to work on cleaning herself up and changing, leaving Dinky in the bathroom just to make sure her filly didn’t wander off.
Suddenly, Dinky felt the familiar urge that was building up inside her. Luckily, her diaper had been pulled down by Derpy. So Dinky sat down on the potty and did her business. This made Derpy very happy as she replied. “You did it, my little muffin! I am so proud of you. Now hold still so I can clean you up.”
Once Dinky was cleaned, Derpy took the used potty and emptied it into the toilet. Then after she put the potty back where it was she looked at the handle on the toilet tank and got an idea. She looked back at her little muffin and asked. “Do you want to know what’s making that noise that is coming from the bathroom?”
Dinky nodded and her mother carefully placed her on the toilet seat. As her daughter looked down into the toilet bowl Derpy pushed down the handle. The toilet roared and Dinky watched in amazement as both the water and her waste started spinning around and around. Then a few seconds later it all disappeared down the hole at the bottom of the toilet bowl..
As the toilet bowl started to fill back up, Derpy put her little muffin back onto the bathroom floor and explained. “Flushing was always the best part to me. And now that you know what is making that sound, I hope that you won’t be scared of it anymore.”
Dinky just smiled as her diaper was pulled back up. Then she and Derpy walked out of the bathroom and went on happily with their day together.