Did your parents ever announce to people you were going to get an enema?

It was no secret that I got enemas when I was growing up. They were freely discussed by my mother, my aunts and my friends' mothers and during the Easter holidays my 3 younger boy cousins and I were given enemas one after the other as part of a “Spring Cleaning” when we were spending the week at my grandparents' home.

I've posted this in another thread but it's pertinent here too. After a nurse introduced me to enemas at 5 years old, I don't know why but I liked it. I remember asking for an enema when I was about 6 years old, my aunt was there and I heard mom say “I have to give him an enema, we can talk while I do it”. Aunt Betty asked why I needed it and mom told her “I think he likes it”. Aunt Betty said “are you serious, he likes getting an enema”? I remember the conversations almost 70 years later like it was yesterday. I think that was the first time I was embarrassed about them but it never stopped my occasional asking. By the time I was about 8 years old I found that picking at my food and eating little brought about the question “do you think you need an enema”? It must be a genetic thing as my older sister liked them too.

Occasionally as a child my mother would announce that it is time for a enema. It was normally when I had not used either my diaper or the potty for a long time.

My mom almost always told my dad before she gave me an enema. She also told her mother on numerous occasions. I remember one time when I was about 5 or 6. She had picked me up at kindergarten and we stopped by my grandmother's house on the way home. I distinctly remember that my grandmother's neighbor was there as well. The three women were sitting around the breakfast room table drinking coffee when my mother casually mentioned that she was going to give me an enema when we got home. They started discussing the best way to give an enema to a child. The neighbor revealed that she administered them to her then 12 year old son while he was on his left side in the bathtub. Apparently he had a tendency to leak enema fluid. I remember my mom giving me the enema when we got home but, for the first time, doing it with me in the tub.

I would generally get my enemas after school or on Sat mornings. Mom had no problem announcing an enema even if friends were there. More than once I got an enema on the couch while my friend(s) and I watched TV.

It was no big deal as all of us got them.. there were enema bags hanging in all my friends bathrooms. Sometimes they watched me & sometimes they just watched TV. When I started complaining I was full, they would usually turn their attention to me. My mom liked to make sure I was very full.

I never got to watch them, although I did interrupt one of my friends getting one. His mom said he could play when he finished his enema & I waited on the porch outside the window.

I never heard anything about enemas, but saw a red bag in the linen closet at my grandmother's house. My curiosity led from that point on!

Occasionally as a child my mother would announce that it is time for a enema. It was normally when I had not used either my diaper or the potty for a long time.

Hi @herb330 --- always interested to see your posts. I remember this one from back in 2014 -- near 10 years ago now.

"As I remember it, it happened when I was around 9 or 10. Sometimes it would happen for bad behavior or sometime it would happen because my mother knew that I had not taken care of business for a while. If for bad behavior my mother would give me warnings first and then after the third time it was time for an enema. I really did not like this. She would tell me it was enema time. I would then go to my bedroom where a towel would be and then mother would then insert the enema. It was not pleasant but this did not happen much."

I also had enemas if I wasn't being the 'good boy' mom wanted me to be. Sometimes with a spanking, sometimes just an enema. Sort of like a warning that if that didn't work a spanking would be next.

My mother once told us (my two sisters and I) that we needed enemas. She lined us up on towels in her bedroom and used the same nozzle on the three of us.

She was quite private about my care, but she often shared that I was given regular enemas with my nurse when I was in for a wellness checkup or sick visit. I would get very quiet and want to disappear, but I was always just there for it.

My enemas were always private but I once heard my mother talking on the with with a friend about an enema her friend had just given her daughter. I was in the other room and suddenly became "all ears" when I heard my mother say, "Of course, Emily, sometimes a little girl just needs a good enema." It was the first time I realized that other kids also got enemas.

@miker Mom again spoke saying “go ahead, you've got everything ready… it's only right, now, that you take that enema!”

Wow! That's was an amazing experience! I kind of envy you in that I was never caught by my mom. I knew she liked taking enemas, and I think she figured out that I did as well - but we never talked about it.

@eboyhou The amount of intimate details of children discussed by adult females in front of female (more rarely male) friends and relatives is staggering.

I had stayed home from school complaining of a stomach ache. Mom had to go to work and dad was on the road out of town. Grandma lived next door and would check in on me periodically. At one point, grandma felt my forehead and asked if I felt warm. She fumbled the glass thermometer and dropped it on the floor as she shook it down before putting it under my tongue. She cussed and said she'd be back shortly. When she returned, she had a different thermometer with the stubby bulb on the end. I knew what that was for and began to protest. Grandma said my mom wanted to know if I had a fever or if she should call the doctor. The bottom line is my temp was taken rectally and was apparently normal. Grandma called my mom and told her I didn't have a fever and had been watching TV all day. I had eaten some lunch and didn't display any outward signs off illness.

Mom came home from work early and my sister had come home from school also. When mom questioned me she seemed a bit perturbed. At one point she accused me of faking in order to skip school. My sister was in the background taunting me silently but making gestures that I was going to soon be in trouble.

Mom told my sister to go next door to grandma's and she asked why. Mom said that she had to take care of something and my sister kept pressing her claiming that she had some homework. Mom relented and said she was going to give me an enema and my sister needed to leave. I began to protest and mom reminded me of her rule that we always got an enema if we stayed home from school and that the doctor told her that was OK and If I kept up my protest I'd also get a spanking.

I watched as mom was preparing the enema at the kitchen sink. The phone rang and she answered it after putting the enema bag in the sink. I could tell that it was my aunt and mom told her she would have to call her back because I was about to get an enema. The conversation lasted a couple more minutes as I could hear mom explaining that she always gave us kids an enema when we stayed home from school or church, especially if she thought we were faking illness. I also heard mom saying she sometimes makes the enema extra soapy to make a point. After hanging up, mom turned to me and said I needed to get undressed and go lay down in the tub.

As I laid in the tub, the phone rang again. This time it was dad and mom told him I was about to get an enema and to call back later. Soon grandma came walking in and said my sister told her I was getting an enema. Grandma offered to help and said my sister was outside with friends. Mom filled the bag and when she came into the bathroom, grandma was right behind her. Mom asked grandma to drop the bar of Palmolive soap into the bag and then she shook it up. I could smell the soapy water. Mom handed the bag to grandma as she lubed my bum and inserted the long black nozzle. Mom took the bag and sat on the toilet with the lid closed. Grandma retrieved a folding chair and sat as I was filled with the soapy enema. I complained I was full and about to lose the liquid and mom said I better not. I finally exploded in the toilet as I was allowed to. I got another plain water enema after ward.

When I exited the bathroom, my sister was there with a couple of friends who were all giggling. It seemed everyone knew that I had gotten an enema.

My mother and my best friend who lived next door his mother discussed our enemas all the time and we got them frequently! I think it was a conspiracy! No wonder we were both anal erotic at 8 yrs old and talking about how we liked our enemas!

Lol yes my enemas were announced at times and when I was older it was a little embarrassing but not in front of my sisters or best friend who had seen me getting mom’s soapy enemas and sitting on the potty afterwards lol!

Very nice Post 👌 Thanks for Sharing

Announcement no but once a cousin and her mother arrived at home and the bulb was on the table in the kitchen…

Shame when you are a teen 🙂

Funny now when I remember this