I think some people that have these nurseries and provide this as a service should be hung by their toenails...I have no respect for a lot them. First of all, there's not a heck of a lot of difference between paying for this service and paying for other services which I will explain..
Psychiatrists have all done study after study on Infantilism. It is not considered a fetish, sickness or Mental Illness, it's not even in the DSM4 as a personality disorder. And the common denominators are that it's mostly males and most of those males were abused as babies or children, I'm one of them...
When an individual goes to a nursery and pays his or her $150 for the day or whatever that gets him/her, or $500 for the weekend, he/she is put through all the motions of being a baby for that period of time.. They're bathed, tickled,(play time during the bath) there maybe constant tactile stimulus in the way of touching him/her as a mother would a baby i.e snuggling,cuddling, rocking,breastfeeding, some form of tactile stimulus.
She successfully brings him/her all the way back, and maybe even triggers suppressed memories of his/her childhood that the Ego is designed to suppress and protect. Now I'm not saying this is the case with all AB's but when the experience is over, he/she is all of a sudden thrusted back into his/her adult self. Now studies have shown what this can do to a person mentally. First, it can turn him/her easily into addict, because he/she can't get enough and wants to remain in that world, he/she may even go home and call in sick at work because he/she can't get out of his/her diapers and go to work.. So he/she goes back to her again, and the addiction to this experience becomes more unmanageable like any other addiction. I know that there are AB's that can turn off their AB side in a flash, like myself. I work in the corporate world, I wear diapers every night, sometimes all weekend, but come Monday morning and every weekday morning, I take off my diapers and put on my suit and tie and give my fiance a kiss and go to work.
Most of these people that start up and run these nurseries, first of all are only in it primarily for the money, because they know there's people out there desperate enough out there to pay the fees however extravangant. How do you think they can afford to have that expensive adult sized furniture built or purchased, not to mention all the other equipment the nursery is equipped with... In reality, they're not that much different than any other industry that exploits people's weaknesses for money...
Just take a look at their homes, the kind of car they drive,( the established ones with a a considerable clientele) then you'll see where your money is going, and just to diaper and baby you, hell, they're laughing all the way to the bank.
The best thing any AB male or female can do for themselves, is not spend their life savings on these services, and that's all they really are... If it's a nursery where everyone comes to play and there's no cost involved or maybe they'll ask for donations to keep it running that's a different story.. Bu the best thing an AB can do for themselves is to be an adult first and go out and meet someone of the opposite sex or same sex in the AB community. Build a relationship and trust etc.. as adults first, then when and if you fall in love, you both can have your own nursery and share this wonderful life together on many levels. But to continue to line the pockets of these people just out to exploit a need you have for money and at the end of the day or experience, that's all it is, as you're leaving your $200 -$500 on the table and walking away with only a memory of that experience, ask yourself is it really worth it when you think about it? Will I ever be completely satisfied or fulfilled? The sad but true answer is NO! Some people do offer this service with good intentions, they understand the need for some people to regress and experience something that they missed out on as babies or long to experience it again, you can usually tell these ones apart from the gold diggers... 😉