Mommy's Diaperboy

I do like wearing thoroughly soaked diapers and have occasionally worn beyond capacity, but usually change when they are just about maxed out.

I admire you for the effort you are making to understand your husband's need to wear diapers.

How do a post a member-written story on the stories page?

You are absolutely right - unless the changer and the changee have agreed to something else.

I wear cloth baby diapers for sense of security and comfort.

That is an interesting idea and might be applicable to me as well. I was born during World War II; my mother nearly miscarried and was mostly confined to bed on Pearl Harbor Day. My father was an air raid warden and we lived near the shore where people feared submarine attacks. All in all a stressful time. Another contributing factor would be that I was still in diapers when my mother was pregnant with my younger brother, who was born as the war was ending. My older sister tells me I was difficut to potty train and I amsure our mother wanted me out of diapers when the new baby arrived. I know also that I wet my bed after he arrived and my mother had to put me back in diapers.

I was relieved (pun not intended but unavoidable) to find that other adults enjoy wearing diapers. For years had thought I was the only one. The reassurance of finding others like me has helped me accept the fact that wearing diapers is just a part of who I am.

I could have checked Fetlife, because my Mommy is listed there, but i found her by googling "Pro domme Mommy" in my vicinity. And if you think that wouldn't turn up anyone worthwhile you would be very much mistaken -- my Mommy is smart, considerate, attentive and beautiful.

I don't recall wetting my bed, but clearly recall the morning my mother announced "It looks like we need to get out two diapers this morning -- one for Tom and one for Stevie" so I assume I had wet the bed. As soon as she finished changing my baby brother she diapered me and left me in just my diaper. I remember checking my reflection in a full-length mirror and liking what I saw!

As you can see, i wear plastic baby pants over my cloth diapers. Mom used rubber pants on me when she was diapering me; plastic baby pants came along later. i like the clear baby-pants.com baby pants because they show off my diapers.

I recall seeing -- sometime in the early 50's a catalog listing for extra large rubber baby pants described as being "for the big baby who is still in diapers" (sound like anyone you know?). There was no mention of night time versus day time diapering -- just that they were for big babies who were still in diapers. The item has stuck in my mind all these years because I was so pleased to see that one could be big and still wear diapers and decided then and there that I wanted to be that big baby who is still in diapers!

My diaper fetish had gone dormant when my duaghter was born and her diapers and diaper-related products didn't affect me at all. I had been very diaper-oriented up until me teens and it wasn't until my daughter was about 14 or 15 that the fetish kicked in again. Now I have a grandson who just potty-trained. I have never been tempted to wear diapers around him, but remain very much in diapers the rest of the time.

I clearly recall the last time my Mom diapered me at about age 4. It was morning and I was standing in the dorway to the room where she was getting my little brother up. She looked at me and said, "It looks like we need to get out two diapers this morning; one for Tom and one one for Steve". I do not specifically recall if I was wet when she said that (but certainly must have been) but have a vague recollection of waking up dry that morning. I have always assumed that I wet myself on purpose so she would put me back in diapers. which is exactly what she did. When she finished with her little baby she came to my room and diapered me in a nice soft white cloth diaper -- and left me in nothing but my diaper. I clearly recall admiring myself in a full length mirror in Mom and Dad's room. My older sister has told me that I was "difficult to potty train" and I assume it was just because I didn't want to gve up my diapers. I remained fascinated with diapers throughout my childhood. When the neighborhood kids played "house" I always wanted to be the baby not the daddy and the girl my age who lived down the street would have to diaper me with a bath towel. After I learned to read the baby section became my favorite part of the mail order catalogs that came to our house. When they arrived I skipped toys and sporting goods and went straight to the pages with diapers and baby pants. Once on vacation with my older cousins we passed a home where the Mom apparently didn't launder her baby's diapers -- just hung them out to dry. My cousins saw the yellowed diapers on the line and cried, "Oh, that poor baby!" and all I could think was "Oh, that lucky baby gets to wear diapers!!" At about 13 I even stole a diaper off a neighbor's clothesline so I could have one to wear.

I wore rubber pants over my diapers when my Mom was diapering me and have tried them as an adult, but the ones I bought at at medical supply store leaked. The terms rubber pants and baby pants have always resonanted with me I associate both with being a baby. After I learned to read I loved to check out the baby prodycts in the Sears and Montgomery ard catalogs that came to our home -- I'd look up baby products even before toys or sporting goods. I vividly recall finding a listing for "Extra Large Baby Pants" which were described as being "For the big baby who is still in diapers". That phrase was one of the most wonderful I had ever heard -- all of a sudden it was OK to be a big baby and still be wearing diapers (wish Mom had agreed!). To this day I prefer the term "baby pants" and am looking forward to getting my first pair from baby-pants.com.

I have worn both pull on and snap on Comco baby pants; both are excellent -- that's a great review Christine Darlyanne! Personally, I prefer to wear the snap-on; they remind me more of my days as a diapered toddler.