Bedwetters

I wet nightly until about 11 or 12, after that I would wet three to four times a week. I was only diapered once while on vacation but I started using homemade diapers when I reached my teens. I finally quit wetting the bed around 15 1/2 when I started puberty. At 35 I started again due to a bad prostate infection and have continued after that.

At what age did your parents stop diapering you and let you diaper yourself? Or where you giving pull-up types so they did not have to diaper you.

Hello. I'm a male, 20 years old. I'm a bedwetter and have always been in diapers. I don't think I have ever had a dry night in my life. And If I did it was maybe once or twice

I wet the bed til I was 5 every night. And had nght time accidents til I was 10. Wore diapers at ngiht as punishment til I was 4 and a half. I dont't remember at what age I was put back in diapers, but remember that day 😃

I am glad to see that this post is still alive after over 3 1/2 years. This was the first post I made here at Diaper Dreams back in June of 2007! I also am still wetting my bed at night like a good boy and still wear my diapers in layers too. Cloth diapers and plastic pants rule!!!!!

I wet the bed until I was about 10 usually once or twice a week. My parents did not diaper me but relied on a flannel pad with a rubber backing.

I was a bedwetter as a kid until I was about 12. I wore diapers at night until I was 8 and couldn't fit into the extra large pampers anymore, then went through a period where my parents tried other stuff like alarms with no success. When I was 11 we were going on a road trip and my mom mentioned she thought I should just wear adult diapers at night since we'd be in hotels on the trip. I remember being curious and telling her that was fine, so she bought me a bag of VERY crinkly, white adult diapers (roughly 1993). They were very embarrassing as they were so loud under my pajamas and I was still trying to keep them a secret from my brothers and sister. After the road trip I continued to wear diapers at night for about a year when my bedwetting dropped off considerably.

What's strange is I wet a few times as a teenager, then again as an adult. I've been married for 6 years now and have actually wet twice since I've been married (very embarrassing). My wife knows about my history in diapers, but hasn't requested I wear them at night again...yet. If I wet anymore she might. 😢

Diapers were normal till about 12, then abruptly dis-appeared. I think mom knew I was weting on purpose because I didn't want to touch the cold floor in the morning

I have pretty much been somewhat of a bedwetter since my teens, back then it was only when I would drink myself silly, and as much as I can remember not all the time. I kept it secret from my parentals by a number of methods used to wash the sheets and hide the smell, one of which was the numerous reptiles I had in my bedroom as pets. I would burn scented candles whenever home, so between them and the various smells associated with the pets it was pretty easy to mask the pee smell that ocassionaly lingered.

Now however, is a different story, anyone can see a complete history of my issues by reading my past posts so I'll keep it short. Lately I have created a perfect storm (not intentionally) thus making diapers a must. I have no control (can't stop drinking it) when it comes to Coke (soda). I drink it every day, and mostly in the evenings, which it dosn't take a Dr. to say that's only going to make it harder to not wet the bed. Especially when I'm already taking the muscle relaxers and allergy prescriptions that knock me out to the world. Add my inability to deal well with stress, well let's just say that I am glad I have a very understanding wife.

I should probably see a Dr., but I'm to embarassed, and I think I know what he/she'll say. Cut down on the soda especially at night, and to try some different scripts, alarms and so on. I've tried to stop drinking the soda many times but to no avail, I think I'm psychologically addicted to the cafeine....for real, I become a real ass to everyone after about 3 days, even family. I like the scripts, because it took a long time to find the right combination to get my pain under control, as well as my seasonal allergies.Without them I am miserable.

In finishing, I guess I have found a fetish in a necesity. So as long as my wife is understanding, and the diapers fit in the budget, I will let her help me get ready for bed and wake up comfortably. Is it wrong that I have come to enjoy this part of my life, and to sometimes fantasize about a stranger changing me ?

I was a bed wetter until the age of 10. My mother would diaper me before bed every night. I really hated when we would go over to my aunts house for the weekend. I was always made fun of by her kids.

I'm a bedwetter, aged 31 now and always wet the bed. I wear disposable nappies and like to wear them too sometimes in day. Night time wear is for need as well though. Also like being a baby sometimes and using dummies etc.

I am a bedwetter and also day wetter. Been incontient a long time. Have tried everything out there and seen many doctors.

I'm in my 50's and wet the bed frequently. As a kid I wet nightly until about 13, then started again in my early 20's.

I am a lifelong bedwetter, so I am still in diapers every night

I was a bed wetter until the age of ten. My mother would diaper me in thick cloth diapers and plastic pants every night before bed. After I started drying up at 10 my mother was very happy until I started to have an few day time accidents. I was having alot of problems at school and had some day time wetting accidents because of this. My mother was very angry and told me that if it did not stop I would now start wearing diapers during the day. Well sasturday came and I was so busy playing that I just wet my pants. My mom saw me as I came into the house and she just lost it. She said I was just acting like a baby and since I was dray at night now there was no reason I was wetting during the day. She said I was just acting like a baby and would now start wearing diapers during the day until I was dry for a week. Ever since this experience I have fallen in love with wearing diapers and plastic pants.

Iv wet my bed my whole life. i got put back in cloth diaper at age 5.been wearing diapers ever since

I was a chronic bed wetter from childhood through to about 15 and a half when I suddenly stopped for no apparent reason.

I frequently visited the specialist at our local hospital for different treatments, progress reports and physical examinations. None of the treatments (including charts, alarms and medication) had an effect on the frequency of my bedwetting. I don't remember what the diagnosis was but I can only assume that it was a physical problem that I grew out of during puberty.

Day-to-day I just used a rubber sheet to protect my mattress. I never had diapers or trainer pants and I don't recall ever seeing them advertised at the time. I'm sure they were around but perhaps too expensive for my parents. I slept in my normal underwear and pyjamas and would usually wake up soaked in the morning with my briefs clinging to my bum. I stripped the bed each morning and put the wet sheets in the wash basket. I had several sets of bedding to keep the washing cost down and mum would wash them in batches for me. Mum made my bed with clean sheets later in the day when the rubber sheet had dried out.

I was usually allowed to clean myself up but I was often rather lax in this regard and had the privilege revoked on a number of occasions when I developed bad rashes on my bum, thighs and pubic area. When this happened mum would come into the bathroom with me in the morning, spread my bottom and thoroughly wash between my cheeks. She’d then watch me soap down my penis and pubic area to make sure that I was cleaning it properly; if it wasn’t to her satisfaction she would then redo it for me.

My parents were really supportive and they knew it wasn’t something that I could control. Part of me feels as though I missed out by not being put in night-time diapers though. I think it would have made things easier.

I've wet my bed nightly until I was 17 then slowed down some. I still wet my bed if I'm not diapered.

I stopped bed wetting around 11, diapers were still in the house since my younger days and... a few things give me the impression I know why I have the fetish

I was a bedwetter till the age of 14 i had to wear cloth diapers and plastic panties to keep the bed dry at night better then a wet one now im wearing them again for bedwetting due to medical reasons

I wet the bed just about every night till I was 13 or 14. My mom would diaper me every night. She used cloth diapers with soaker pads and plastic pants. Sometimes I would even get baby powder. I was dry for over 30 years then the wetting started again a few years ago. I still use cloth diapers, soaker pads and plastic pants. That is the only way I can sleep all night and never have to worry about leaks. Nitewetr

Many of us seemed to return to bedwetting from childhood on an involuntary basis (although most here don't really mind). Has anyone ever seen a study of either the percentage of bedwetter's that have recurrence as an adult or perhaps the percentage of adult bedwetters that also had childhood problems?

For those of you that had the bed wetting gene, other relatives,father, mother,cousins.How was it handled in your families? Diapers or not and in what era.

I had no blood family that wet the bed except one male cousin that did it for a short time,he wore plastic pants and thick panties. Myself I started bed wetting after my parents divorce, it was not long before I was put back in cloth night diapers. This was in the 60's. Seems like back then diapers were the exception rather then the rule.

I started to bed wet at age 6 after my parents divorce. This lasted a few years and yes I was put in diapers. It was embarrassing at first but soon became comforting. My mom was as embarrassed about her big boy bed wetting, as I was. So she tried to keep it our little secret.

It made me well aware of other bed wetters and I always had my eye out for tell tale signs.

I have always had a weak bladder and frequently go to the bathroom, and yes now a days sometimes wet the bed. Once a bed wetter always a bed wetter, perhaps a recovering one.

I wet the bed well into my youth, I was forced to wear diapers. it contributed quite a lot.

I wet the bed until I was 12. By 9 I had grown out of baby diapers, so my parents tried alarms and such for a few years before eventually putting me back into adult diapers at night. I wet a few more times in my teen and adult years, but now only wear occasionally.

I have four kids now and three of them wet. My oldest is 7, and we just have her wear Underjams. I feel bad as I know how embarrassing it is, but a wet bed is much worse!

I was lucky enough not to be a bed wetter as a child. But I do remember the one occasion in my whole childhood when I did have a night-time accident.

When I was five I had to go to hospital. I had an operation and was kept in for a week while I recuperated. Surprisingly the children’s ward was very quiet at the time I was there. There were a dozen beds in the ward, but only one other child was in the ward – a boy just a little older than me.

For the first few nights that I stayed there I slept normally and woke dry as I always did. The other boy, though, wet his bed every night, and in the morning he had to tell the nurses that his bed was wet.

I remember how anxious I was for him when he had to tell the nurses that he was wet. I was sure that he would be in trouble, and be shouted at and punished. But it never happened. The nurses were warm and lovely. They changed his bed and dressed him in clean pyjamas, and never said a harsh word to him.

I watched this every day and it confused me. I knew instinctively that if ever I had wet the bed at home I would have been in the worst kind of trouble. I would have been shouted at, shamed and smacked. It had never occurred to me that the harsh rules my parents lived by may not apply elsewhere. But now I seemed to have found myself in a place where the rules were different – where maybe even there were no rules.

Every day I watched this, and it confused me, but it fascinated me too. Slowly I began to feel that this was a special place where I could be safe from the fear of punishment that ruled the rest of my life. I began to feel the generous warmth and understanding of the nurses that looked after us. And I began to feel that it may even be safe for me to wet my bed too.

I’m sure that it wasn’t deliberate, at least not consciously deliberate. But the sense of safety, the freedom from fear, the belief in the acceptance of those looking after us, gradually seeped into me. Two days before I was due to go home I remember that I woke up and found that my bed was wet too.

And amazingly I was washed and dried, and put into clean fresh pyjamas and a fresh dry bed without a single harsh word. It was a revelation to me. I never felt so safe and accepted as I did then.

I suppose it was inevitable then, that the next morning I woke up to find myself wet once again.

These two nights were the only times that I ever wet the bed in my childhood. This was also the time that I felt most secure and accepted in my life. I remember the time well, and still treasure the specialness of that brief moment of freedom from fear and punishment. I often wonder if my fascination with wetting began during this special time when I broke one of my parent’s strictest rules and was given love and comfort in place of the punishment I had already learned to dread.

I went thru a period where I wet the bed from about 12 - 15. My mother or older sister would put me into a diaper at night before bed with a plastic panty over it. Back then we didn't have disposable diapers. It was embarrassing at first but then I realized that it was better than waking up wet in a wet bed. It started to taper off about age 15 and I wore the diapers until I could go for a month without wetting. It was fun having them put it on me and I enjoyed it

I've always been a bed wetter, so I've been in a diaper pretty much every night of my life.

The diaper gene also ran in my family. My two sisters,myself and all our cousins were bed wetters. Usually the girls were out of them by ten and the boys by twelve or thirteen.

Family gatherings every year at my grandparents farm resulted in the nightly mass diapering. I have been diapered by Mom, Dad, Aunts Uncles, sisters, cousin (male and female) and my grandmother and grandfather. This was usually done on the living room rug almost assembly style.

Never was there any punishment or teasing. In fact it was a time the family gathered together and talked. When I was ten there were eight of us to be diapered every night.

This also resulted in diaper washing almost every day and clothes lines of drying diapers.

Looking back on it it was one of the happiest times of my life.