Mother smoking while changing your diapers

When I was bedwetting from 5 to 12 my mother always was smoking while she diapered me in cloth diapers and plastic pants and when she changed me, did anyone else experience the same thing growing up?

No. I wasn’t really much of a bed wetter. Though, as a boy, did remain in diapers almost right up to starting school.

Later on, I wound up right back into plastic tapes diapers, since, I was in Pampers as a kid, from regression. Back using bib and baby bottle 🍼 followed.

But, can definitely see parents, smokers, back then, smoking while laying us down and changing our diapers, especially, while out somewhere, outdoors grabbing everything from our diaper bag. Definitely, see their generation doing that. Smoking was soooo much more common and acceptable back then compared to how it is today.

I don't have any memories of this, or of getting my diapers changed in general--I was out of mine so early that I have no memories of wearing them, and having them taken away so early is probably a big part of why I've always been attracted to them and love them so much now. But I'm sure that my mother probably smoked while changing them, she always smoked, for years until she quit when I was about 12 years old. That's probably why I also have somewhat of a “women smoking” fetish (I can't stand being around the smoke, but enjoy pictures of women sucking on cigarettes while blowing smoke out of their nostrils like their lives depended on it).

That’s fascinating, dppat, you say

…having them taken away so early is probably a big part of why I've always been attracted to them and love them so much now.

Yet so many guys say they became attracted to them because they were late bedwetters and had to wear them for that…

Then there are people like me who first became attracted to plastic, then plastic panties later on.

There seems to be no correlation with time of potty training, attitude of parents/family, the age at which one realizes he or she has this fetish…there is so much variation in people’s stories about how the fetish started for them that I suspect that there is simply some difference in the way our brains are wired.

Also if you read crossdressers’ posts about how they got started crossdressing, there’s a general similarity between them and diaper lovers’ and plastic lovers’ posts on the topic.

No, my mom didn't smoke, but my dad did. I wet my bed until I was 17 so mom would diaper me every night before bed. Mom only used cloth diapers and rubber pants in those day and I did grow to enjoy too much the whole experience when she would take me and my sister to our room, help us off with our clothes and get out fresh diapers for us, fold them quite purposely, lay them on the bed and then have each of lie down on our diaper and she would wipe our privates, powder us and pin our diapers on. Then she would have us pull up our rubber pants. There tended to be a lot of touching my pee-pee and her girl parts. I started to become aroused around 11 or so and became quite addicted to wearing diapers and going potty in them. Mom thought I was cute when she diapered me and told me not to worry about still wetting my bed, because would always be there for me. I think she finally stopped diapering my sister when she began having her period.

Not my mom and my dad smoked cigars