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By Crinklz Kat · Posted
At least your delivery wasn't in the rain. My Starry Nights were dropped off in the rain with nothing to protect them. Fortunately it was a light rain and I got home before the case got soaked. And even more fortunate was that no water got inside. -
By nareh60280 · Posted
Hey everyone. It’s been quite a long road since my last update, and I wanted to share the full story. When the fertility concerns started, I made the decision to seriously reduce diaper use. First, I stopped wearing during the day. That alone was hard. I had been in diapers almost full-time for years, and removing that comfort and identity piece affected me more emotionally than I anticipated. Still, I pushed through because I thought, “If this even has a small chance of improving things, I have to try.” Then I did something even harder: I stopped wearing at night. That was brutal. By that point, I had developed consistent bedwetting from years of conditioned nighttime wearing. I genuinely couldn’t trust myself to stay dry. So I had to re-train myself. I started with thinner diapers. I still had accidents. Then I moved to pull-ups. More accidents. I forced myself to wake up, to interrupt the pattern I had built over five years. Eventually… I stopped wetting the bed. It took months. It took effort. It took sleep disruption and frustration and more than a few moments of feeling like I was erasing a part of myself. But I did it. And then we repeated the sperm tests. My motility and morphology? Essentially the same... That was devastating. After all that effort, giving up daytime wear, retraining my bladder at night, losing that comfort, the parameter I was hoping would improve simply didn’t change in any meaningful way. It was one of the lowest emotional points in this process. I had sacrificed something deeply personal, and it felt like it hadn’t mattered. We moved on to timed intercourse with hormonal support. Two cycles. Hope rising and falling each month. Nothing. Then they discovered an issue in one of my wife’s tubes. Suddenly it wasn’t just “maybe my diapers.” Now it felt like every path had a new obstacle. For a while, it honestly felt like nothing was working. The hope started thinning out. We even considered adoption. We started the process. We allowed ourselves to imagine that future. But bureaucracy, long timelines, and the unexpected psychological weight of the process eventually closed that door too. That was another quiet heartbreak. Then we decided to move forward with IVF. This time, instead of focusing on what wasn’t working, we focused on what we could do.... The ovarian reserve results came back strong. The egg retrieval numbers were better than we had dared to hope. Fertilization rates were solid. And then came the hardest wait of all: watching the embryo count day by day. Every morning felt like opening exam results... and slowly… we reached a solid number of viable embryos. For the first time in a long time, things felt aligned instead of blocked. Once we had viable embryos secured, once the pressure lifted, I allowed myself to return to diapers. And here’s the part that surprised me the most: I didn’t plan to fully go back into bedwetting. I thought maybe I’d stay dry at night and just enjoy wearing again. Nope. Within a week of wearing nightly again, I had my first true accident. By the second week, I was wetting consistently every night. The conditioning came back fast, much faster than it had taken to undo. And honestly... It made me happy. In a way that felt like reclaiming balance. I realized that suppressing that part of myself had taken a toll. Now, with embryos frozen and real medical support behind us, the fear that diapers were “ruining everything” is gone. I’ve returned to daytime wear as well, not 24/7 like before, but freely. Intentionally. Where things stand now: We have 6 viable embryos. We are preparing for transfer. Hope feels stable again. And I feel like myself again. This journey taught me something important: sometimes we try to eliminate parts of ourselves out of fear. I did everything I could to remove diapers from the equation. And in the end, they were never the true barrier. Right now, life feels ordered again. Hopeful. Grounded. And yes. back in diapers. Back to bedwetting. Back to being me. One funny thing I didn’t expect through all of this: how powerful conditioning really is. I genuinely thought I would never be able to stop wetting the bed after years of training myself into it… and then I did. And later, I didn’t think it would be possible to slip back into that pattern so quickly… and apparently, my brain said “oh, we remember this.” It’s strangely impressive how adaptable we are — in both directions. The human body is stubborn… but also surprisingly cooperative when you train it consistently. Whatever happens next with IVF, we’re no longer fighting from a place of panic. We’re moving forward with science, support, and renewed hope. Thank you to everyone here who offered advice, humor, perspective, and encouragement when I was spiraling. It mattered more than you know. -
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Rei continued on her assignment before feeling a gurgling in her tummy and blushed “If Aiko and Konyo are doing it then must mean..” she started to scrunch her up her cheeks and grunt before feeling a lump enter the bs k of her diaper -
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