For the longest time I was primarily a diaper-lover, and I favored Pampers (as my aunt once did) and then adult 'sposies almost exclusively. Fortunately, since the fall (well, since the autumn -- not postlapsarianially), I've been rediscovering all of the aspects of babydom that I had repressed due to childhood abuse at home (Mom had me in cloth diapers only, and it was never fun), and at long last I am finding great enjoyment and therapeutic value in regression and adult-toddler play. I'm both a diaper-lover and an adult-toddler diaperboy, and, in that regard at least, I've never been happier.
Whenever I can manage it (sometimes it's just not possible), I am pinned in thick birdseye prefold diapers with a terry filler (or pinned in thin birdseye flatfold diapers -- I have both custom-made by my local seamstress, and she does an outstanding job), with some PUL pants over and then some heavy-duty rubber pants or, even better, high-backed urethane pants on top. I do love wetting and soiling them. I suffer from both kinds of incontinence, and it's such a relief not to have to race to the toilet anymore or to overfill my diapers to leaking -- 'sposies just don't work well for me in handling and containing the big wetsies and messies that come on without warning these days. Big, bulky cloth diapers 'n' pants feel so babyish and reassuring and comforting and familiar. They are wonderfully soft and absorbent. They even get better with age. I love them so much!
I also love sucking on my paci (the trusty ol' NUK5) and hugging my Teddy from childhood. The combination of diapers, pants, paci, and Teddy really helps to alleviate anxiety. Within seconds, I find my breathing slows, deepens, and becomes more regular, my eyes close, and I feel more relaxed, peaceful, and at ease. I also love my onesie, which my seamstress made by sewing snap-tape into the bottom hem of a very large and long new T-shirt. Keeps everything together -- literally and figuratively.
Love dunking, rinsing, soaking, washing, drying, folding, and stacking those cloth diapers. It was so stressful on me during childhood (Mom hated changing me), but now it is such an enjoyable and fulfilling aspect of self-reparenting. I love all aspects of cloth-diapering, including the once-dreaded pail.
Just want to say how grateful I am to all my ab and dl brothers and sisters here for being so open and honest and accepting. I wish you all happy nappies!