Who remembers the first time they were diapered for bedwetting?

When my parents decided to use diapers for my bedwetting we had a 'discussion' about it one day before supper when Dad got home from work. In that 'discussion' they showed me the cloth diapers and plastic pants. They were really good about it but told me it would be much easier if I didn't make a fuss.

I was scared after that and not looking forward to bed time. I remember I tried to delay getting out of the tub for as long as I could because I knew what was going to come next. That was the part I hated. Our bathroom was right across from my room so when I dried off Mom had me march into my room.

When I saw the changing pad on my bed with the diapers and plastic pants there...I started crying. Dad stood there watching...for reinfocement I guess in case I was difficult. I didn't put up a fuss but felt really ashamed... It really hit home when I was lying on my back and Mom held up the plastic pants for me to stick my feet through. Like that was saying, you're not a big boy anymore!

That was before the era of pull ups and disposables. I was diapered like that until I was 10 (or 11?) and then started having dry nights. Don't think that affected puberty at all. I got used to getting diapered at night - never got to do it myself - but I hated mornings. Having to lie down on a change pad and get 'cleaned up'. Too much like a baby. Always wondered if that was part of it - trying to make it suck so I'd quit wetting. Remember hating the 'cold' feeling when that diaper was taken off.

I can remember the 1st time was dribbling and my wife said you are going start wearing diapers if you sleep with me.The stigma was a big letdown now everywhere we go have to be in a diaper due to being a diabetic.

I remember the first time very well. I was about 5 yo and had started to wet the bed after my parents divorced. Divorce was rare in those days and it was traumatic for me. My mom had a lot going on and was working 2 jobs while trying to keep the household together. She certainly didn't need the extra work and laundry I was creating. One evening I was taken to a doctor and went through an embarrassing exam for my bed wetting. I do remember the doc saying that he found nothing wrong and I would most likely stop soon. On the way home we stopped for an ice cream, which was rare at the time but was my reward for being a good boy?

A few nights later I was getting ready for bed when my mom came into my room carrying a paper bag which she laid on my bed. She was helping get me undressed when she started to talk about my bed wetting. She knew how upset I was about it and told me she had a solution. She explained how much work it was causing her and she knew I couldn't help it. She asked If I wanted to help mommy and of course I said yes. As I continued to undress she asked me to take off my underpants, which I always wore under my PJs, I asked why? That was when she opened the bag and started to take out the things in it. Cloth diapers, pins, powder and plastic pants. I was 5 and knew what they were and started to panic. She said that she wanted me to try wearing diapers because it would help her so much. It would be our little secret and no one else would know. She said if I would just try them for one night and if I didn't like it, I would not have to wear them again. All the time I was crying and begging not to wear them. She showed me the diapers and pants and said I would be so much more comfortable in the morning. I gradually gave in and soon found myself in bed with cloth diapers and plastic panties on under my PJs. One night turned into many and surely I was more comfortable and she had less work.

I was always worried about some one finding out, but to my knowledge she kept it " Our Little Secret".

This was a long time ago and is to the best of my memory, but that night made a life long impression on me.

I do believe it is why I still like diapers and plastic panties.

Having read about horror stories some bed wetters went through I think my mom handled it well.

Being a chronic nightly bedwetter I remember all too well my nappies. I remember going back to nappies at night in my teens because I was still wetting the bed most nights.

I can't honestly say my nappies were ever a big deal. I just wore them every night as a matter of course.

As a child in the foster care system before I was adopted, being a bedwetter was a rather interesting experience for me because each time I'd move homes everyone would have a different approach to dealing with my condition. I went from wearing diapers to not wearing them and everything in between. The first time I was diapered for bedwetting though was in my second time in foster care. I remember that my foster parents were initially hesitant about the idea of diapering a 5-year-old for bed but I think after I ruined the mattress the first night I was staying with them they were convinced. The next night they had a long conversation with me before bed about wearing diapers but since I already wore Pull-Ups during the day I didn't really care plus I was more comfortable that way.

Yes as a matter of fact I do remember being diapred as I am sevearly autistic and so consequently wasn't out of wearing them until I turned 5 years of age.

My memories of being diapred by someone who was caring for me go way back all the way to when I was 18 mths of age and was either being looked after by my mom or a nanny who was Spanish and I can even remember my nursary/bed room down to the finest of details.

This includes the wall paper and the cott/bed which I slept in and all my toys the changing station which had my stash of spair clean diapers wipes baby oils and powders and a seperate spair draw that had pacifiers in it and white and blue milk bottles that were plastic with the yellow or pink teets.

I also remember my cott was white with a cage like appearance and there was a baby mobile above my head with animals and a moon and sun on it I think that was from Fisher Price or something like that also I had a toy dog and a phone and a animal sound dial toy a set of disney toys some of which are also hard to find nowerdays this included a babies roll play toy and musical light ball Martell playmat set

a army figurine set so my bedroom had a it giant soft multi-coloured plastic jigsaw set with letters and numbers on the floor and other toys like a boat and the classic hoop and ring game and the hexagonal half red coloured and half purple ball like toy where I put yellow plastic matching shapes into it as well as a drawing game which used a special magnetic magic play pen a play family jet and airport set a garage set and a couple of activity centers and a tree house toy by the same company

As well as many other toys that included duplo blocks Tomy merry go round toys and my little pony toys and a trainset by Tomas the tank engine that was made by Toby a couple of alphebet blocks made of wood a care bears set and plenty of soft toys including a big teddy bear and a pig I called grunt and my first ink stamp set which had a dog on it a set of spinning tops and a Mr potato head set and play doh Lego toys and baby song LP collection on a mini LP player.

And a pirate set including toy sword and eye patch as well as a of transformers toys which regrettably I did not keep in mint condition as they would have been worth a fortune nowerdays

Still others that included a playmobile a playmobile spaceship a wild west themed cowboy toy set a set of magnetic rainbows made of wood and a space monkey colouring book which also I wish I still had as they are super rare nowerdays so you could say it arguably resembled a toyshop of sorts as my pearents spared no expense in my childhood years.

As for the rest of my room it had all the usual childish wall paper with Winnie the pooh and tigger along with the usual alphabet blocks on it and the paint sheme was a multi colourd scheme with a turquoise or green backround with yellow sideboards.

The shelf's where snap together block like design and there was a toy F-15 fighter jet on a electric track suspended by wires from the celling and a deadline street themed lamp cover

As for the changing mats it was white with a floral design or poker dots as I had spair diaper changing mat,

what's the thing I most remember well clearly about being diapered was the cooling sensation of baby oil or gel against my clean skin.

And then the sensation of being powdered which smelt good and then the soft feeling of a fresh diaper being slid under Neath my bottom and then the tickle of the diaper as it placed between my legs

and the fact it was cold to begin with then as the cold plastic touched my skin and then next thing was the feeling of the wings being placed neatly between my waist and the feeling of the leg gathers shortly before the diaper being fastened up which felt like a plastic bag being tightened up and also the warm feeling of the soft padding and the soft plastic outer cover that and elasticated waist gather which made me feel more secure and happy.

And also the feeling of the elasticated waist and leg gathers which really made me feel secure and the smell of that pampers scent ohh it was heavenly and something I miss to this day.

But thinking back I also can also clearly remember the downside too and this included feeling of the bulkiness between my legs which again made it difficult to move as specially because diapers where much thicker back then by that mean in the early to mid 1980's.

Also the softness and warmth of the fresh diaper and then the sound of it crinkling every time I moved around and the way I used to waddle like a duck because of the thick diaper which now I have to double up or triple up to emulate

I remember feeling of joy and happiness that came from being a child and not having to worry about anything my moms choice of diapers for me to wear was either a plain white one with yellow and white sticky tabs or white with a blue trim or giant alphabet blocks that magically disappeared when wet not sure what brand it was though as it could have been Huggies or Pampers but what I remember from all of them was that the tabs or sticky labeles on them were white or had blue on the ends and I remember how big or giant they looked in relation to my hands.

As for these diapers well they were in boxes or in bags that were stashed under my cott or bed my mom did at one point try me in more environmentally friendly cloth diapers but it was a disaster due to my allergies and ended up with me having to be rushed to hospital which was no fun at all as I spent a week just recovering not just because of the allergies but also because I had the flu and was running at a dangerous temperature of at least 105 degrees Celsius or higher.

I also remember clearly my mom taking me out in the nommas & papas navy blue and white stroller which had a clear plastic rain proof sheet for those days when it was wet outside.

As for nowerdays I still occasionally wear diapers due to medical issues or disabilities (see earlier replies), and when I do wear adult sized diapers all those feelings and memories come flooding back like old half forgotten freinds.

Yours sincerly

Chinababy888.

It has been a very long time since I posted here. Sorry for the long absence. I was 4 the first time I remember being diapered for bed wetting. I was in the hospital for a eye operation and being a bed wetter I was diapered 24/7 while I was there. I remember waking one night while there and having to poop very badly. I climbed out of my bed and went to the bathroom and struggled to get my diapers down and succeeded. I was just finishing up doing my business when the nurse walked in and she was unhappy I was out of my bed. I was put back to bed after being changed because I was wet. The next time I remember was at the end of my hospital stay and being told I was going home. I remember running or should I say waddling down the hallway seeing my parents standing there. I ran up and hugged them both. This all took place in the early 60's at Trippler Army Hospital in Hawaii. My dad was stationed in Hawaii at the time.

I remember one other time being diapered full time for bed wetting too. I was 5 at the time and had been hit by a car. I was taken to the Navy Dispensary via ambulance on Kaneohe Bay Marine Base. I was checked out and sent home. I remember spending several days on the couch and being in diapers full time. I also remember my younger sister being jealous at all the attention I was getting.

I really don't remember the first time I was diapered because it was back when I was a baby. I never got out of diapers until I was a teenager because I was a bed wetter. That I remember.

My first time after childhood was when I was 13 and staying at my cousins for 2 weeks in the summer. The second night there I wet the bed. The next morning my aunt didn't get angry but she told me to shower and give her my underwear and pj bottoms. After the shower I was drying off and she walked into the bedroom I shared with two of my cousins. She told me not to be embarrassed and then gave me a pair of my cousins nylon panties to wear. I had worn panties once before when I was much younger and staying at the babysitters. I wet myself and she gave me a pair of her little sisters to wear. This time I wore the panties all day and it got me very excited. She told my cousin that I had to wear a pair of her panties and that she thought that would be OK with her. That night I wet the bed again and in the morning after my shower my cousin asked if I wanted my underpants or would I like to wear panties. I chose panties and this time she gave me a pair of pink ones with lace trim on the sides. When I put them on I got my first erection and she saw it but said nothing. That night my aunt told me she had talked to my mother and they decided I had to be diapered. My aunt told me not to be embarrassed because one of my cousins had to wear diapers on occasion. So when it came time to change into pj's my aunt took me into the bedroom and had me take the panties and shorts off and lie on the bed. She had a disposable diaper which she put on me and then gave me a pair of pink plastic panties, also my cousin's, to put on. When the girls and I went to bed later I noticed my cousin was wearing a diaper and plastic panties. She told me that I'd quickly get used to wearing them and after the first 3 or 4 days she was right. I continued to wear diapers after I got home. The next time I visited my cousins and wore a diaper to bed I remember it was also the first time I got a boner when I was putting on the plastic panties. I still wear diapers both because of wetting which I never know will happen and because I finally admitted it turned me on.

I wasn't out of diapers from my birth in the early 1980's right up until I was 9 years of age.

However I do remember that going for sleepover's at freinds meant me wearing a diaper at all times due to my frequent bed wetting accidents, you can see my story about that on another blog.

I remember that being in diapers meant mixed feelings about the whole thing one the one hand I was relaxed and happy, but on the other I often felt embarrassed about the fact that I was still in diapers when most of my friends where not.

However this being said I was greatful of them at nighttime because they gave me a sence of pleasure and reassurance that I would not have a embarrassing accident.

Nowerdays as a adult who has to wear them again for similar reasons I think that my life has come full circle, so to speak of as in my body has reverted back to where I was years ago only in the form of a 40 year old adult male.

I have had genuine medical/disabilities since 2010 when I had to revert back to this way of life, however I am no longer embarressed or ashamed about it as I've come to terms with the fact I should never have been out of them in the first place, again see my earlier blogs if you need further information.

Yours sincerely

Chinababy888.

I was 6, when mum decided to put me back into pampers diapers this happened after many nights of myself having night terrors and wetting the bed.

The reason I remember this is because my brother who was a baby at that time also wore diapers and this meant temporarily at least that we had 2 babies/toddlers at night or at least my family did and I didn't mind that at all.

I remember being put into pampers ultra because they where very thick & comfortable and because they came in my size.

As an adult.

When dating my now wife, we had gotten serious and were having sleep overs. She knew about my bedwetting (we were open from the beginning). At first I was dry but as I.got more comfortable I ended up with a few accidents. She was always good and sweet about them but eventually she discussed diapers with me as she didn't want to keep changing sheets and wanted me to enjoy myself more (I was doing severe liquid restrictions for hours to avoid it, and was getting headaches and dehydrated).

The first time she diapered me was after a night out, playing pool and plenty of drinks. It was sweet and cute. Nothing sexual that night but the next morning she rubbed me to orgasm in a soaked diaper. That was the kick off to our life now. Can't believe I'm a full time, married, submissive diaper boy!

I was diapered from birth as everyone was, and continued to be diapered until nearly 18 for bedwetting. In those days all we had were cloth diapers and rubber pants, and my mother pinned my diapers on for as long as I wore them for bedwetting. And of course there were times when my mother discussed this with me usually while she diapered me or changed me in the morning before school. I do recall one event in particular though that stands out and that was when she talked with me about how she knew I had started masturbating in my diapers. I was 12 or 13 and had been playing with myself for a while at night after she had left my bedroom and then in the morning when I woke up, my diapers wet from the night and my pp hard. So I started playing with myself to make myself ejaculate before mom came in to change me for school. When she unpinned my diapers she saw what I had just done, and said she needed to speak with me about this later, which she did that night. I think that was the point at which my bedwetting and diapering became more than just a childish necessity, but a sexual thing as well. This was the first time anyone had talked with me about sex, and I was pretty nervous, but she explained it all so reasonably, she told me how normal it was for human beings to want to express their sexual feelings and not to be ashamed or embarrassed about it. She even told me that she and my dad did it too, that everyone does. From then on, diapers became as much a sexual outlet for me as a way to keep my bed dry. When I finally stopped wetting my bed and didn't need to wear diapers, I soon realized that I needed them for sexual reasons. I tried playing myself without having diapers on for a while, but it was never as good or as intense as when I wore diapers so I ended up wearing them again at night off and on, so I could have more intense sexual feeling.

During August (and mid to late July) I had been having bedwetting accidents more and more frequently. We were temporarily living in a trailer for the summer and one morning in late August, I woke up wet...again. I got up and took off my wet underpants, threw them in the laundry basket and went to the underware drawer, and discovered it was void of any underpants. I asked my mother what I should do and she suggested that I could wear a diaper. I didn't want to have anything to do with that, so I wound up going commando for the rest of the day and feeling somewhat uneasy about it especially while playing with friends. When bedtime came, I asked if I should just go without underpants under my pajamas like I did during the day, and that's when she said, "we're going to have you wear a diaper tonight". I looked on the bed, and there were two flat diapers folded up and laying on some snap on plastic pants. I pleaded with her not to make me wear a diaper and said I wouldn't wet the bed, but she was having nothing to do with my argument. She helped me get undressed down to my t-shirt and I got up on the bed. She ultimately got another diaper out of my one year old sisters diaper drawer and said, "We better use three diapers". On went the baby powder, and she pinned the three diapers on and then after I asked her to leave off the plastic pants (because I thought it would be more like just having thick underware on), she snapped them on while suggesting that the diapers wouldn't be much good without them. So there I was, almost seven, ashamed and embarrassed. She said "everything looks good here, roll over and we'll check the back". There was a little tuft of diaper poking out from under the plastic pants on my left side, and as she tucked it back under my plastic pants, said "there, we wouldn't want you to leak now would we?" At the moment I was going to get off the bed and get my pajamas on, I suddenly decided it would be a good idea to go the the bathroom. I asked if we could take the diapers off and put them back on when I got back. She said that wasn't necessary. I said "what if someone sees me?" to which she replied, "no one's going to see you, and even if they did, they won't care". I wound up waddling off the the public bathroom and as I was standing at the urinal, just finishing up unsnapping the plastic pants and unpinning my diapers on my right side, I was further embarrassed by a father and his 2-1/2 year old son when they came in so the son could use the bathroom. The father helped his son with his diapers so he could use the urinal. As they were leaving, the father asked me if I needed any help, to which I replied quietly, "no". As it turned out, my trip to the bathroom was for naught, as I wound up wet the next morning anyway but the bed was at dry. It turned out to be the first or four embarrassments in diapers from that summer to the next.