imadiaperbaby

Oh, what a topic. When I was 5 or 6, my mom, not the world's most loving or empathetic person got mad at me, for what, I've never been able to figure out. She pinned me down, stripped my clothes off and diapered me (cloth diapers, baby pins, plastic pants) and I had to wear them all day. It was pretty traumatic and that moment imprinted ABDL on my cute little child brain. Not saying it's this way for everyone but for me, diapering myself is the creatively neurotic way I reconstruct that event and turn it from something truly hateful into something very loving.

Onzi - that was insanely eloquent. It's a shame that the topic is so proscribed as to not have a much wider audience!

I have a recurrent dream where I'm a baby/toddler in my crib. Very nice when it happens. Very gentle, not much more than me looking up lying on the mattress at the bars. My favorite though was a self-hypnosis thing I did on myself where I met my mommy (not my biological mother, but my replacement in the hypnosis for her) and she picked me up and put me on her hip while she cooked and sang and I played with her beautiful hair. Unforgettable.

Monica and Lee have an announcement to make to everyone. "We're getting married at City Hall today!" Grandma and Grandpa are coming and you two are too! Mia and Lee are sitting in their high chairs (and yes, Mia is stinky but that's perfectly OK) kicking their little feet with joy - this is such a good idea. Big Lee turns to little Lee. "This means I am going to be your daddy." Monica turns to Mia, "and this means I'm going to be your mommy." Monica kisses Mia on the nose, smiles and adjusts her pretty hair ribbons. Big Lee things for a minute. "You know what, Mia, this means you're going to be Lee's big sister!" Mia giggles, "Yaay, this is silly, Lee, your big sister is a baby in diapers with a poop in her pants!" Lee giggles, concentrates and does his morning poop in his diaper. "I your little brother and I have a poop in my diaper just like my big sister!" Everyone is laughing and talking. Really, it's a good thing that both kids have poopy diapers because Lee is going to be the ring bearer and Mia is going to be the flower girl and after their diaper changes, they'll be all nice and fresh and probably, they won't do another one until some time after the ceremony. Monica has rented a tuxedo for Lee and they even had pants his size that have extra room for diapers, maybe later, they'll go back to big boy pants for Lee or maybe not, but it sure is easier to not have to worry about it during the ceremony. Lee is so happy, holding onto his so obviously happy mommy as he gets taken to get his pants changed and get dressed and he looks so handsome afterwards. And in some ways, he's a mixture of big and little boy right now, a big boy who has an important job to do carrying the wedding rings and a little boy who is still in diapers and that's perfectly OK. I'm going to leave it to my co-author to get Lee's big sister to be

Well, maybe the wrong reply since it's not an adult song, but the "You did it" song that Dora the Explorer sings is a huge trigger for me. By the end, I am pretty much 4 years old, singing and dancing along to it.

OK, didn't see a discussion topic like this, so

Even though it took Momma and Dadda a long time to get the "babies" to sleep, the early bedtime leaves them some adult time. They've been together for a little while, so sometimes just a little cuddle in front of the tv or some shared time talking together is fine. Dada brings the laptop into bed with them and shows Mama some of the things he ordered for Mia, just so cute. Dresses and rompers and footed pajamas and diapers and diaper covers that are the right size for a six year old back in diapers. Mama looks over his shoulder, pointing out the ones that she thinks would look cutest on Mia, after all, she's got a woman's touch and maybe can even relate to how Mia feels. And Mama insists that they look for Lee too. They do and what they get for him is a cross between the practical nature of Dada (overalls with snaps in the legs) and Mama (a cute bear embroidered on it) and they both agree that the dinosaur diaper cover for Lee is just the best ever! They talk about what they're doing. Dada wonders about Mia, it calms her down so much, getting to be babied and she is ready for school generally and does well as long as she has some baby time. Mama wonders about Lee and worries that he might slip back and hopes that he can use this little bit of comfort and joy to move forward when he has to be big about things. She also wonders whether this was just Mia's idea and Lee is playing along, thinks again about it and realizes that Lee has always been so enthralled with being taken care of. She squeezes Dada's arm, thinking how nice a feeling, how easy it was to just baby Lee. So little Lee wakes up bleary-eyed too, finding himself in the crib with Mia. Lee's pretty good at night, he never wets himself and even with the diapering, he has stayed dry. He looks at Mia, sees her diaper sagging. He stands up, so cute in his fleece PJ's holding onto the crib railing. "I'm gonna pee in my diaper too" and he closes his eyes and enjoys it, knowing it's what's expected of him right now and what he's basically supposed to be doing, he wets himself as he and Mia giggle about it. They are giggling and laughing and yelling "the babies need diaper changes, Mommy, Daddy, babies wet their diapers".

Lee is nodding off, looking at the screen, when Dora asks, "Can you say Map?", he can barely get out the words. Mia's daddy smiles and watches as his cute baby does her poo poo in her diaperpants, he can feel it as she's pooping on his lap. For a moment, the thought crosses his mind that doing it that way makes her diaper messier, but no bother. He asks her, "All done honey or do you have more to do before we get your pants changed?" He's so casual about it, so matter of fact that his six year old exerts as little control as any baby still in diapers. He turns to Lee's Mom, "I left her porta-crib at home, can he sleep in Lee's?". Lee's mommy is a bit confused at first. "Oh you mean Sarahs? Oh well, I guess it's baby Lee's crib now, isn't it?" She smiles at baby Lee and he smiles back as he drinks from his mommy's breast, so glad, poopy diaper and all that everyone has adjusted to how he feels inside. OK, it's settled then, says Daddy, "Mia, can you be a big girl for Daddy and do the rest of your poop and pee in this diaper so you don't get your nighttime one dirty too?" Lee hears that... oh so

Mia's daddy puts an arm around Lee's mommy. "Let me show you what I had made for Mia." He brings up the seamstress's webpage. There's the cutest bubble romper in pink and ruffles and the fact that there is plenty of room for babygirl's diapers somehow makes it even cuter. "She was so excited when she saw it.", he says. "And you are just on day one of Lee in diapers, after a while you'll appreciate the convenience of snap crotches, especially when he has a messy diaper." Lee is listening to how casually his increasing and maybe long term babyhood is being discussed. He finds himself drifting into a second nature babyhood, not really paying enough attention to being big with, for a four year old, somewhat predictable consequences and Lee finds himself pooping his pampers before he knows its going to happen. Everyone watches. Mia, his mommy and Mia's daddy watch a big boy pooping his diaperpants. It feels nice, Lee thinks and as he finishes, finding himself.sitting in a squshy messy diaper, everyone claps and cheers and gives him hugs. And with all the turmoil, this one moment of happiness, it makes him proud and happy to be a real baby who really needs diapers. "Momma momma look at me, I'm a baby i am a baby!" He's so excited mama picks him up and puts her on her lap smiling and hugging him tight and Lee doesn't mind at all that it makes his diaper even messier because it makes him feel like a very very special baby. "Now I hafta wear diapers." He says over and over and everyone nods their heads in agreement. Mia's daddy brings up the webpage with big baby boy clothes designs to show to Lee's mama. He really needs some more appropriate clothes.

Daddy starts talking to Mommy. Mia was so upset when her mom left us. And Lee was such a good little friend. Honestly, a part of me felt so good being able to soothe her after all that. I know... well at six and with school and all, you get a lot of disappproval at not having a toilet trained child. I arranged with thee school board to home school her and hold her out for a year. I guess this is Lee's first day. Mia is much further along. You know, its nice at this point, at the start she was much more tentative about acting like a baby and using her diapers and now, she's so much more carefree, innocent, confident that I like her this way. She deserves a little happiness after what she has been through, so we will continue, at least until she starts getting tired of it. So far, she still fits into baby drys size 6. The pullups leak and its harder to change her than when she wears baby diapers. And pampers are cuter arent they? I found a seamstress online who makes the cutest baby clothes, do you know she said she'd make us whatever we want, she even makes baby designs for grown ups! I did think of putting her in cloth diapers too. I cant believe you have those for baby Lee.

I get put back in the playpen and give my big "sister" a hug. I'm happy that we both are babies. Daddy looks at Mia. He knows she is doing a tinkle in her diaperpants but he also knows that the diaper will wick it away from her skin. He gives Mia a little squeeze around the shoulder, picks her and her bear up and puts them both on his lap. "Do you mind staying in a wet diaper honeybee?" He's thinking that, as his little girl is making the transition from pretending to need diapers to truly needing them, she's going to be pretty much always wet and to change her every time she does a little piddle will be no fun at all for anyone. "I can change you in a bit honeybee." Daddy puts Mia back in her playpen. Anybody hungry? Thirsty? Want a bottle or a snack? He's smiling, this is so carefree.and he is happy he met Monica, finally someone with the same sorts of values he has.

I look at my friend Mia and having Dora on, I love saying Backpack when Backpack comes on and Dora thinks I am so neat and she's seeing me as a baby in diapers. I make up my mind, I don'tt wanna play that I am one, I want to be one. And a four year old thinks"what would really show everyone that I really am a baby and need to be treated like one"? It would be if I really did need baby diapers. It is really exciting for me

I warch Mia playing with her teddy as her daddy changes her messy diaper, unzipping her feety pajamas and pulling them off of her feet to reveal her pampers which are brown around the edges, like my little sister when she has a messy diaper. Neither Mia or her dad seem embarrassed, oh my its very very messy all on her bottom and I just watch as I suck on my mommy's breast. Her daddy is real nice to her, brushing her hair, humming softly as he wipes up his once big girl's messy bottom with one diaper wipe after another, leaving them piled up in Mia's pampers. Her daddy powders her and puts on lotion to keep her from getting diaper rashes and Mia is acting like this happens all the time. I want to be her so bad. I want to have a stinky diaper too, not a wet one. Mias daddy lifts her by the legs to put a fresh diaper on her and he is so obviously in love with how nice it is to have her being a baby again. He gives her a great big hug after zipping her up and patting her diapered bottom. "You go be a good baby now and play with your friend." Daddy watches Mia with obvious affection. "How is it going with Lee?" Mia's dad asks Monica. "You like being a baby, dont you little boy?", he asks me ruffling my hair. It makes me feel very warm, happy and excited inside being liked as a baby. I look at everyone, turn to my mommy. "Momma, can I see what its like too please?" I want so much at this moment for everyone to know, I'm a baby who wears diapers... and poops in them like my friend does!

I watch in a amazement. I'm four but Mia is so much bigger than me. She is in the first grade and knows all her letters and there are a lot of them. I only know two: "L" and "e" and how they go together on my good boy refridgerator chart to make "Lee"! And there she is, in diapers and she... I saw her do it, she did a doody in her diaper and her daddy cared as much about it as if she were two. I think to myself that me and mommy are only playing that I am a baby. I am still a big boy. I don't poop in a diaper like a baby. But... Mia did. And she doesn't seem to mind it... maybe even more than that, i saw her smiling while she did it. "Mommy caught me playing baby Mia." I frown a little, embarrassed as I see her looking at the bulge my cloth diapers and plastic pants make in my babyish feety pjs. Then I look at her, it's funny seeing a big girl like her in diapers and they are drooping. "Ummm.. what's it feel like?" I say looking at how Mia's pants bulge in back and part of me is very very jealous that she is so much more of a baby than I am. I like the bear-he's soft and I like very much that my friend gave me a bib that says I'm a baby. Its fun being one and I piddle in my cloth diapers even

As my mommy picks me up to go to the changing table she's knocked my hand away, gently, but it happens and even as she's carrying me, I'm flooding my sister's pampers. I start sobbing quietly so disappointed in myself for not being the big boy that my mommy needs me to be. I soothe myself by sucking my thumb and that calms me down and I begin to realize that wetting your diapers is a far different thing than wetting your pants. Part of me, deep inside, is very familiar with being in diapers and associates it with feelings of nurturing and care and with my thumb in my mouth, I begin to feel better about it and... it feels warm and nice the way it always did and I realize I like it. I like it a lot. I try to be good for my mommy while she changes my diaper. She does a much better job of diapering me than I did. Then I realize that, well, she could have put me back in big boypants and ended the game but she put me in another diaper. It is confusing... am I supposed to be big or am I supposed to be a baby? My mommy tells me I am a good baby and smiles. I love my mommy! But I am not sure still. "Mommy, I like playing at being a baby. I like dis game."