How many had enemas as a young child?

None until I was living on my own at 18+

Yes I got them from Mom from about age 5 to 12. When young they were over her lap with a bulb syringe. When older bent over the bug with bulb syringe and then the enema bag.

As a child I remember getting enemas from my mother who was a RN nurse up until the seventh grade …………… That was the last time I ever got a enema from her. By the way that's when I got hook on enemas.

Reading this got me thinking about why I suddenly stopped receiving enemas. I was just getting hooked on them, and I had been recently switched from the bulb to the bag.

I got a couple around age 6-8 (I think?) growing up in the 50's. That's all I remember as they were not routinely used as the “cure-all” that seemed to be the craze back in that time-frame. We never gave any of our kids enemas. My sisters and I didn't have to worry about getting an enema if we missed school - because we never did stay home from school sick

I received regular enemas as a child. They started when I was four or five. Bulb enemas at first but then from a bag.

I have a vague recollection of getting a bag enema when I was four. The first enemas I fully remember occured in first grade.

I remember my first when I was about 8. But Mom told she gave them to me younger that that.

As I have written elsewhere, my mom gave me enemas when I was quite young and my earliest memories of them was when I was about four years old. I'm not sure why, though tonsillitis may have been a factor. I have fond memories of my enema times with my mom.

They came to an end when my parents divorced. I lived with my dad who did not give me enemas. I rediscovered enemas as a preteen and started a nearly daily enema routine through my teen years until I moved to go to an out of state university.

Was given many enemas as a child. Like most, it started with a bulb syringe, but then, as I got to 6-7, I started getting bag enemas. Just remember that the bag seemed very full, and that the bag of water now had my little belly swollen with that water.

I've mentioned in numerous posts about my getting enemas when young.. I wished I had kept track of how many and how often I got them.

None, Not a one. I self-administered my first as a teen-ager and have never looked back.

I don't remember getting that many as a young child, but I must have gotten enough to trip my trigger for a lifetime enjoyment of them.

I have 3 siblings younger than me and witnessed mom using the bulb syringe on all of them before they could walk, so I must assume I too received enemas from infancy. My first memory of being given an enema was when I was about 4 years old. Mom sat on the edge of the tub with a towel draped over her lap. She had me lay on her lap face down, telling me this will help me go potty. I started to cry as the nozzle of the bulb syringe was inserted and felt the spray of warm water into me. She picked me up and sat me on the potty chair and told me to push. Beyond that incident, I received enemas whenever mom decided, my guess is at least monthly. A daily, or every-other-day enema was common during childhood illnesses. And an enema just because it had been awhile since I was last “cleaned out” was common too. Enemas were just a part of growing up back then. No wonder I'm here!

As a girl and as a child, my mother and grandmother tried everything, but the most effective cure was the enema with a pouch. I hated oral laxatives, I was sick for a couple of days ... so it was me who preferred the enemas. Personal experience.

I am the last of 5 children and my mother was a nurse by training. I can't remember my first enema but it was at a very young age because mother thought an enema was the number one cureall for just about everything.

I had never had an enema until I experimented with self-administered enemas at around the age 11 or 12

I was given my first enema at about age 4 or 5 by my maternal grandmother. It was the only one ever administered to me by another person until adulthood. But I definitely think it began a lifelong enjoyment of them. I am now 70.

None for me, this fetish is a recent pleasure.

Regular as rain. No pun intended. It was the 40’s and 50’s.!,

Seemed like a red bag in every bathroom. Some hidden, some not.

Done appropriately We never and I don’t think so now consider it child abuse.

Happy holidays and enemas everyone.

gdfru

Given the era I probably had my first enema between ages 1 and 2. I don't remember them at all but recall being a little older and getting enemas from it. That lasted until I was maybe 6 when she gave me enemas from the bag. All told I didn't get a lot of the growing up, maybe 10-12 max.

Oh yes! I remember enemas from an open-top red bag before I was 5 years old, across my mother's lap. At about the same time I had my tonsils out and was given an enema by nursing nuns in the hospital. Three aunts were nurses and all were believers in an enema as a cure for out-of-sorts children. They always advised my mother that a good enema would fix just about anything. In our house if you had a headache you got an aspirin; if you had a cut you got a band aid; anything else- you got an enema. “After all,” said my mother, “It couldn't hurt.”

Our pediatrician would almost always recommend “keep his bowels open” if I was sick. Certainly a day home from school sick would mean a date with the enema bag in the bathroom. When I got worms as a teenager it meant multiple enemas from my mother which probably set me up for this ‘proclivity’ for life!

Were the enemas always necessary as a child? I don't know, but it was just what my mother was taught and what was endorsed by doctors and nurses in the ‘50s and '60s. Did it hurt me? Well, it has given my otherwise straight life a bend or two. Nowadays I suspect it would be regarded as child abuse.

jd

@jekyll_doctor said,

Three aunts were nurses and all were believers in an enema as a cure for out-of-sorts children. They always advised my mother that a good enema would fix just about anything.

My grandmother was and RN from the 20’s thru the early 40’s an a believer in enemas as a cure for out-of-sort kids as well as adults. Something I think that’s sorely needed, more than ever, in the crazy times we’re living in. Too many out-of-sort people now days.

Were the enemas always necessary as a child? I don't know, but it was just what my mother was taught and what was endorsed by doctors and nurses in the ‘50s and '60s. Did it hurt me? Well, it has given my otherwise straight life a bend or two. Nowadays I suspect it would be regarded as child abuse.

As kids, we got our share of enemas and bare bottom spankings, both of which some call child abuse today. I beg too differ, I think it’s child abuse not to administer enemas and bare bottom spankings to kids in dire need of one or both. They always did us a world of good, when needed. For example: If we got in trouble with grandma, we were taken to the bathroom, our bottoms made bare, put across her lap and given a good spanking with her hand or hairbrush. After the crying was over, we were offered a warm salt and baking soda enema to help us calm down. Most times, we accepted the enema, because it helped take our minds off our freshly sore bottoms. Besides, my siblings an I liked enemas and grandma knew it. Hence, the enema offer after a spanking. The spankings were our punishment, not the enemas. The enema afterwards always helped us calm down.

I can recall receiving an over the knee, bulb enema, while my grandmother and aunt watched when I was about 4. This was my earliest memory. After releasing the enema, I was diapered with rubber pants and put to bed. These enemas and diapering

continued every 4-6 weeks until I was 12 years old.

I started enemas at the age of about five and a half. My neighbor was a boy a year older than me, and as kids do, we played “doctor” with each other. This soon lead to him giving me enemas, which I loved. About a year into this, his sister ( my age ) found us playing and joined in. She liked to see me swell up with the water, and she eventually would administer to me. Some seventy years later, we still play when the opportunity presents itself.

Never heard of an enema until I was 21 when my boyfriend, now husband and sub, told me he found them sexually enjoyable.

My twice a week enemas I think started when I was around 6 or 7. They were small at first but got gradually larger as I got older maxing out at about 2.5 quarts by the time I was 15. I have to say that I have almost always found them enjoyable. Denise

Had my first when I was really young. My mom gave to me when I had my tonsils out. Admittedly, I didn't enjoy that one, but after a time I was attracted to it anyway. My submissive nature I suppose. She used to leave a bag hanging in the bathroom. I started playing with it and pretty soon I was hooked. She never gave me another. Kind of wish that she had.

Enemas were an aspect of toilet training, back when I was young, as reported to me by my older sister. She was also present when I hid in the closet upon hearing Dr. Ross tell my mom “just give that kid an enema”. He was there on a housecall.

I was spanked and given the enema after being dragged from the closet. My sister and grandma sat on small folding chairs as mom sat on the toilet, while I got the enema in the cold tub. I was 4 at the time.

I suppose that enemas for kids are quite appropriate under certain circumstances. The actual administration should be such that an enema should be gentle and respectful based on age and effective volume or solution.

My kids needed a very occasional enema when young. They were not traumatic events, but were effective for the needs at the time.

I don't remember specifics before I was 4.

There must have been a few from my mother before she left.

Very many and loved them all as a toddler and into my 20s from mom.