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1951, His diaper history

Part 4 - Home

It was a week to the day when I went to the ward that I was to be released to go home. Mom and dad came that morning and they had a bag with them. I had already resigned to the fact that this was my last day in diapers and felt terrible even though I was going home. Mom took a pair of pj's and a robe out of the bag and handed them to the nurse. She put the bottoms on right over the diaper and then the top and robe. I was still embarrassed when my parents saw me in them. I waited for mom to say something to the nurse about leaving the diaper on but she never said a word. We got in the wheelchair and went to the entrance. Dad had left a few minutes before to get the car and was waiting out front with it. On the way home I came up with a plan to steal the baby pants out of the trash and hide them after they took them off me at the house. When we got home mom said I should lay down and take a nap. I didn't argue at all because I still tired very easy and was beat. We got to my room and mom took the robe off me and asked if I was wet. I said no and she said jump in bed and covered me up. I was really surprised she didn't take it off me then but knew she would when I woke up.

When I awoke mom was sitting on the edge of the bed looking at me. She said she was glad I was back home. Then she got up and went over to my dresser and opened the top drawer. She took out a diaper and baby pants with some powder. I couldn't believe what I was seeing. Honey it's going to be a while before you can stay dry so were going to continue with the diapers for now. I said ok and tried to look disappointed so I wouldn't give myself away but wanted to jump up and shout

I deserved an Oscar nomination for that one. She uncovered me and pulled my pajama bottoms off and unsnapped the baby pants. She unpinned the diaper putting the pins in the front of her blouse. She told me to lift up and put the new diaper under me and I turned beet red. Why are you blushing? This isn't the first time I have seen you in a diaper you know. Who do you think diapered you when you were a baby? I knew that but it was still embarrassing. She sprinkled the powder on and brought the diaper up and across the front of me. The ones at the hospital felt good but were not what you would call comfortable. This one was as soft and light as a cloud even though it was much thicker and felt wonderful.

The baby pants were all white and pull on style. They were light weight and silky soft AND QUIET they hardly made a sound. The hospital ones were somewhat snug fitting and would kind of chafe me around the legs and were so noisy you could hear them crackle every time you moved. These were big and roomy and felt absolutely great. I had died and gone to heaven.

She went back to the dresser and took a T shirt and pajama bottoms off the top and put the pj's on me then the shirt. This shirt will cover your bottom and I thought you might like that she said. It was extra long it almost came down to my knees, I don't know where she got it but it was very considerate of her. I got up and went into the living room and dad had gone back to work.

Our front door had a small diamond shaped window in it and for days I found my self constantly checking that window to be sure somebody wasn't looking in. I had an aunt named ruth who lived just a few houses down the street and she had came over virtually every week day for coffee with mom for as long as I could remember. You could always hear her coming up the front walk saying hello in a way that was a cross between a yell and singing. Whenever I heard her coming I would run to my room jump in bed and cover up till she left. One morning I was laying on the couch listening to the radio and mom came over to me and said give me you pajama bottoms so I can wash them and I took them off and gave them to her. The shirt was long enough to keep me covered so I continued to lay on the couch. I had just been setup and didn't know it. A few minutes later I heard my mom in the kitchen start to giggle and looked up over the back of the couch to see what was so funny and here came Aunt Ruth through the kitchen door making a beeline straight for me. I knew exactly what she had in mind and was powerless to prevent it.

She reached over the back of the couch and grabbed me under the arms and pulled me up and put me on her hip. How come you run to bed every time I come over? While at the same time planting her free hand right square on my bottom. I just shrugged my shoulders and looked at mom and she was grinning like a Cheshire cat. Hey! what's this under your shirt? Another shrug. If I didn't know better I'd swear it was a diaper. Shrug. We better have a look and she pulled the side of the shirt up. By golly I was right I can see the diaper right there under your rubber pants. I just grinned and didn't say anything. You know this isn't the first time I have seen you with a diaper on. I used to change you when you were a baby. Where had I heard that one before? The question was who hadn't diapered me as a baby. I was glad it was finally out in the open with her because I was getting tired of hiding every time she came over. Now you don't have to hide from me anymore and she put me back down on the couch. They went into the kitchen and had a good chuckle that their plan had worked so well. Mom didn't drive so when I had to go to the doctors Aunt Ruth would take us. When we got to the doctors office the waiting room was filled with parents and their kids. One boy about two was laying on the floor drinking from a baby bottle with his diaper clearly showing through the bottom of his shorts. I wondered if he liked wearing them the way I did. After the appointment we went to a department store. I rode in the basket. Mom had bought me pants that had lots of extra room in them and when I wore with my long shirt nobody could tell I was wearing a diaper. We went into the clothing department and passed a mirror when I saw the back of my shirt was hung up on the back of the seat and the baby pants were showing out the top of the pants. I shoved the shirt down in the back real fast and started looking around to see if anybody had seen it. It seemed like everybody was looking and I couldn't wait to get out of there. The school had arranged to have a tutor come to the house so I wouldn't fall behind and she was the walking example of the word battleaxe. I hated her and when I saw that big old brown Hudson coming up the driveway It's all I could do not to run out the back door. A couple of my fiends had come over to see me when I got home from the hospital. I was in bed and well covered up and mom knew I was scared to death they would catch on so she told them I had to have lots of rest and they could only stay a minute. There were two times that I went into a panic. My best friend Jimmy came over a couple of days after I got home and came into my room. He asked how I felt and what was it like in the hospital. Then out of the blue he said I heard our moms talking one day when you were in the hospital and your mom said you have to wear diapers now. I pleaded with him not to tell anyone .He promised he wouldn't and to his credit I don't think he ever did. He asked me how long I had to wear them I told him I didn't know and he said he would wet the bed before he would wear one. I told him I didn't have a choice that my parents made me wear them. After he left I told mom what Jimmy said about overhearing them and asked her why she told his mom. She said she was very sorry that he overheard and promised she wouldn't tell anyone else. The other panic attack was on a weekend. Mom and I had walked down to aunt Ruth's for a visit. Mom had this folding wood cloths drying rack set up in the garage that she would hang my baby pants on to dry because the dryer ruined them. Dad was working around the house and probably needed something from the garage and didn't think about it. When we came back home and turned up the driveway the garage door was up and the rack was sitting there fully loaded with several pairs. The neighbors and kids were all over the place. I ran to the garage but couldn't reach the door so I pulled the rack way to the back behind a floor cabinet. Mom said she would talk to dad and ask him to be more careful.