Remembering

How far back can you remember? I remember all the way back when my mother changed my diaper and the change to training pants! also sitting on the little wooden kiddy toilet with the plastic splash shield. I was around 2, can any one else remember that far back?

I remember my mom making plastic diaper pants using the plastic bags that grocery stores use for

vegatables, & mom stating that i was still not potty trained,

I also remember " aunt.." asking my mom "when was the last time you spanked him", after mom stated that i had been "acting up".

I still act up to provoke spankings!!

I remember my butt itching and Grandma telling me it was probably diaper rash. And she was right. I had been wearing plastic panties over my underpants for 3 days. I was 8.

I can remember back to about the age of 2 years. There are lots of little bits in my recollections.

I can remember laying in my crib, while having my diaper changed. Looking up at my mom clinching the diaper pins in her teeth.

I remember running around with my plastic pants on my head, I think my sister put me up to that stunt ???

I remember mom bringing my plastic pants up over my diapers while I was standing up, and her letting the waist band "snap"!

I can only remember back to about age 5. Was out of regular diaper wearing but still enjoyed the sensation of wearing diapers at that age and ever since

My earliest memory is the day my new younger sister came home for the first time, having been born just a day or so previously. I was allowed to hold her briefly. I was 22 months at the time! I was in diapers until I was nearly 4 because of urinary incontinence due to my disability and so I remember it well. All I wanted back then was to get out of the diapers and be like my friends (all of whom were out of diapers long before I was). The memories of that time are still coming back though. Only just the other day I was reading a thread here on Zity and remembered that the plastic pants I wore then were the snap-on type, rather than pull-ups. Happy days!

I also have very clear memories of potty training, aged around 2 or three, though my potty was a plastic one - bright yellow it was 😮

Several times a day it would be whipped out from its hiding place behind the couch and I would end up sitting on it in full view of whoever happened to be in the living room at the time 😮 😳

I also remember teething busquits, loved them, which is why I am a cookie monster now!

YES! I do remember mom changing me with diaper pins in her mouth!

Still love the thought of a woman changing my diaper with diaper pins in her mouth!

I did keep a diaper pin with the plastic cap end which had a logo of a baby being diapered, in my diaper bag, & hanging on the string of a pull chain lamp!

I remember when aged 3, my mummy had me in double terry cloth nappies witj yellow plastic panties.i was difficult to potty train and the bulky nappies stopped me from running around and getting up to no good.often i would be in just my nappies and top playing outside beach etc

I can remeber back to being at leat 3 or 4 and not yet being potty trained. I remember the bulk of thick terry nappies and plastic pants. I was almost 5 before I was out of nappies during the day and a lot older before I was free of them at night.

My earliest continuous memory (meaning, I remember the day, what the room looked like, things that happened) was Christmas morning when I was 3.

But I have other "flash" memories older than that. One is from a time when I was helping my mother fold diapers from the laundry basket. I had a big pink stuffed doggie and I put a diaper on him and she laughed. I don't remember being in diapers myself, but they HAD to have been mine.

I also have memories of a trip to the zoo. Old date-stamped photos show this to have been when I was about 2 1/2. Though I don't remember this part, I've always been told that I let loose and TOTALLY peed in my pants that day. LOL.

The farthest back I can remember was my father getting me up at 1100pm and taking me in a diaper plastic pants and T-shirt (I was 3) to see the 20th Century Limited pull into the yards near our house. They were still pulling it with steam engines.The night was warm and he and his closest friend decided to do this. I remember the train most of all. As a kid I was totally train cracked.To say the least Mom was not happy.

An early experience I can recall that took place well before my first birthday was on a Sunday afternoon. That was the day my parents spent picnicking or visits friends and relatives. We were gone for the day at what I believe was an aunt's house and there were lots of people present. At one point, my mother, having decided to bathe me, stripped me naked and placed me in a large metal basin filled with water (circa '47) on a kitchen counter. A gaggle of her friends had gathered around to watch. She thought it would be "cute" if she could entice me to bite my toes, something I'd done at home with her cajoling, but was not feeling cooperative on this occasion as the center of so much attention. Her friends, too, were egging me on and I was annoyed. They persisted, so I finally did the deed to shut them up, at which point there was much laughter.

My oldest memory must have been when I was less than a year old. I know this because I wasn't walking yet. I was taken outside on a pleasant afternoon in the backyard of our home. Dad took great pride on having a luxuriant lawn. I vividly remember being placed in the grass and experiencing the extremely uncomfortable grass on my legs and arms. It felt like it was ten inches high now that I look back. I hated it and reared up on my hands and feet desperately trying to relieve the rough feeling of the grass. There must have been company as there was a lot of laughter going on at my expense. I'm still not fond of the feeling of grass on my skin.

If mommy wanted to punish you Meetoo, I bet grass would go right into your diapers! Don't worry though, no one will tell how much you dislike the grass feeling. Tee Hee!

I can't remember anything related to diapering in my early childhood.

Hello Luvs it,

I've come to the conclusion that the whole idea of grass is BAD idea..... Now it seems that all it does is give more to take care of.

Geeze, what was god thinking?

I don't remember much from that time of my life and maybe better off not remembering wasn't so good. I do remember the only time I had any attention at all was during a diaper change. 2 times I remember, one memory was I was very young my mother changing me and the pins looks huge and I was frightened of them she showed it to me open I saw the sharp end and said something. That pin is a very clear image in my memory. I think she must have been telling me to keep still, I think I was stuck by that pin at some point. I also remember trying to hide to have a bm, I think I may have enjoyed it even back then...

I have very strong and fond memories from when I was 2 and my mum was returning to full-time work. My dad would drop me off every day at his sister's house so she could look after me, along with her youngest (4 year old) son. I remember him carrying a washing basket full of nappies in from the car every couple of days.

I don't have any memory of my parents ever changing my nappies but I vividly remember my aunt putting a thick cloth nappy and a pair of frosted plastic pants on me every afternoon ready for my nap.

My cousin usually just wore his underpants to bed for naptime and I can picture him lying on his bed, staring at me while I was being changed. I remember being upset about having to wear a nappy because I wanted to be just like my older cousin.

After naptime, if I was wet my aunt would change me either into a new nappy but more often it was just my underpants with a pair of plastic pants over the top. Sometimes my cousin would be wearing the same (I guess because he'd wet himself or the bed) and we'd play in the yard wearing nothing else. We both got into trouble one for building a fort out of scrap timber, which managed to tear holes in both our plastic pants.

Some days, if my dad was going to be late or if we'd slept late in the afternoon, I’d wear my cloth nappy all afternoon until I got home.

I can honestly say that I can't remember much else that occurred at this age and so I have to assume that those experiences I do remember from my aunt's were just so important to me - it still excited me to this day when I think of them.

I remember hardly being in big girl's knickers as a child.

I can remember diapers quite well.

However, I was in diapers full-time from birth until about 7, so I have more memories of them than most.

I remember being sent out to play at about age 4 in just a diaper, big plastic pants, T shirt and tennis shoes. I think this is why I love to wear that same combination today.

I remember playing house/mums and dads at about 4 years old and putting snap on plastic pants on "the baby", that's where my love for plastic pants started.

Around the age of 5, while playing out one day I filled my white underpants by accident. The only accident I can remember either dirty or wet. I know from family photos I was in nappies and plastic pants until around the age of 3

Kind of on the dark side, I have memory of being pinned in diapers and rubber pants. I remember struggling violently to stop being diapered but ending up well padded anyways. It must have happened when I was being potty trained. I remember how I was praised for being a "Big Boy" and I suspect this made me want to be big. The humiliating memory of forced back to babyhood by being diapered seems have stuck all these years. Would love to have that happen again though...lol...

I remember being diapered for bed with my sister and my dad commenting that I was getting to old for diapers. I was 14 moths older than my sister so I figure I was at least 3 1/2. I guess it was soon after this that I was no longer diapered, unfortunately I did not stop wetting the bed until 15 1/2.

I have pictures in my mind of being changed by mom.I always kinda remember accidents along the way my sister was a lot better than me when getting out of diapers.

I remember back to when I was probably less than 2 when I woke up from a nap and waddled into the kitchen to see my mom and grandma and apparently I had gotten my diaper off so I walked in completely naked.