mike indiapers

I just received the Rears inspire and control all white diapers I ordered through Amazon and they are amazing, so thick, absorbent and crinkly. These are my new favorite all white diaper and will replace the Confidry 24/7 as my go to white diaper of choice. I knew I was in for a treat with the size of the packaging and these diapers are the bomb. I could feel the bulk of them between my legs swell with each subsequent wetting. I am a very happy diaper boy.

I wear Northshore MegaMax white diapers as an alternative to Confidry 24/7. I also want to try Rearz inspire and in control all white diapers since Rearz are some of my favorites AB diapers.

I just posted in another thread about how my love of diapers started from a young age due to being potty trained late and having to wear diapers as an older child. I started wearing them as an adult when I discovered adult diapers with plastic backing that reminded me of the pampers I wore in the early 1970s. It was like coming home and I wear diapers now 2-3 times a week. I would wear 24/7 if it were convenient and might revert to this full time status in the future.

My love of diapers and attachment to them began at a young age due to my difficulties with potty training and bedwetting and my mom’s insistence on returning me to diapers. My first memories were soon after my little brother was born (he is three years younger) and having potty accidents soon after my mom tired to first potty train me because she probably didn’t want two kids in diapers at the same time. I did not take to it well and accidents were common. One day I remember coming home from playing after soiling my pants and being put back into diapers. I was embarrassed and uneasy about it and tried hardener not to have accidents. We moved across country soon thereafter and my accidents increased. While out shopping, I had a particularly messy accident in the store and my mom took me out to the car and put me in my brothers diapers and plastic pants and we returned to finish our grocery shopping. My pants were soiled and therefore I had to walk around in just a T-shirt, diapers and my sneakers, just like a toddler. I remember feeling mixed emotions about being in diapers and when we got home from shopping my mom told me I would be staying in diapers for the time being until she could potty train me again. I was mortified, but also relieved knowing I wouldn’t be scolded or punished for more accidents. Over time I started to get used to being in diapers again and liked the attention and security of them. My love for diapers happened while I was attending a daycare where they put me in pampers and the teachers and caregivers seemed really cool about the fact I was in diapers as an older child. I relished the attention and loved the feeling and noise my pampers made under my clothes. I finally felt really good about being in diapers and all the negativity of being a diapered older kid seemed to vanish. Eventually, I was potty trained just before starting kindergarten, but still wore training pants and diapers at night. I remember being very attached to diapers from then on and thought I was the only one to have these feelings. I discovered that others liked diapers as a adult and found the abdl community and identity as an adult baby and diaper lover. I keep this side of me private except for other abdls in our community whom I have befriended and role played with through the years. I would be happy to share more, but that sums it up for me.

I am wearing Rearz dinosaur elite diapers this morning. They are super cute and soft.

I am alternating between Rearz Safari, Bambino Cloudee and Dry 24/7 diapers at the moment. All are thick and absorbent, but each has its own special place between my legs. I love the cute animal prints on the Rearz Safaris, the teal color of the Bambino Cloudees is very soothing and I have always enjoyed Dry 24/7 diapers for the way the remind me of the vintage all white pampers out of the purple box I wore in the 1970s.

I have tried to stop many times, but it is a part of me and my identity at this point in my life. If I could stop with consequences to my own emotional well-being, sure I would, but that is not reality.

I prefer plastic back diapers like the old style pampers I wore as a kid. I like the crinkle and feel of them.

Tell her at this point, but don’t make it a big deal and give her space to accept you or not. Given what I read from your post, I imagine that she will be open minded as long as you show her that you have balance in life (diapers don’t consume you), your diapers won’t get in the way of intimacy (I.e. she doesn’t have to worry about competing for your affection with your diapers) and you give her references on where she can learn about abdl and understand it is more common than most think and not involved with children in anyway. It’s how you approach it and follow up with a healthy way to include it in your relationship, good luck.

I am very much an adult baby when having my diapers checked and changed nowadays. I love getting into my toddler position with my legs up and have mommy look down at me and comment on the status of my diapers, whether wet or messy, as she removes them and begins to clean me. I feel so little and submissive as my legs are moved back further exposing my most intimate diaper area to mommy’s touch. She will tell me I am stinky or a messy little boy as she wipes the poop from my bottom. Next comes the wonderful smell of diaper cream applied to those areas and then the comfort and security of a fresh, snug diaper. I am back in my childhood again as I experience this amazing bonding moment with my AB diaper changes. That being said, I enjoy special touching from mommy along the way as an added treat, and will always be open and ready for it as her diaper boy. My favorite thing is when my ex mommy would put her fingers in me during a diaper change to massage my prostate while giving me a handjob until I came, afterwards being immediately put back into my diaper. She was a special mommy and I miss those days.

I confided in my therapist about my desires to wear diapers as an adult and she was more than ok with it and encouraged me to continue and make it a healthy part of my marriage. My need for diapers were never understood by my wife and I had lots of feelings of resentment to my mom for keeping me in diapers so late into childhood, which caused my attachment to them. I felt that this was something that I was ashamed about and hated myself for it. My therapist helped me accept myself as an abdl and to love all the things about me. She encouraged me to bring my wife to sessions to discuss my diapers and hopefully accept them as part of me. It have been a journey and my wife is slowly coming around, I.e. she is no longer critical of my abdl needs, but has yet to openly support them either. These are baby steps and I appreciated my therapist’s help for self discovery and internal peace. I stopped going to therapy about 2 years ago and sometimes wish we explored a couples session together to further discuss on abdl could work and thrive in a marriage.

Merry Christmas to all my abdl friends here on DD. I wish you all an amazing day and a happy new year. Mikey

Yep, good catch. How did style get autocorrected to pustule?

My therapist knows about my need and attachment to diapers and so does my wife. My therapist was very supportive and helped me work through many deep seeded feelings about why I became attached to diapers having to wear them as an older child. She also helped me explain my diaper attachment to my wife, whom is lukewarm about the whole thing and does not really understand nor want to get involved with the abdl lifestyle or my needs. I understand her reluctance and hope that someday she will become more openly supportive. Time will tell.

I was officially potty trained at 5 1/2 just in time to start kindergarten, but it was a slow process and I had many accidents both before and after the “official” timeframe. I say official because my mom first tried to potty train me at age 3 upon the arrival of my younger brother, but I never got the hang of it and then we moved across country and I continued having accidents in my training pants. My mom decided to return me to diapers fulltime out of frustration and exasperation after too many accidents soon thereafter, and I stayed in diapers until I began school. I was sent to school in plastic backed training pants, and if I wet or soiled them, I was put back in diapers when I came home from school. If I wet or soiled my training pants playing in the neighborhood or out and about, the same thing happened and I was back in diapers for the rest of the day. This continued for a few more years until my accidents subsided. I was also a bedwetter and was diapered at night, so being put into diapers during the day for accidents was an easy endeavor for my mom with my diapers readily available.

I love the teddy print diapers and will definitely order those. Thanks for alerting us about these new bambino all print AB diapers!

Thanks for the responses so far and I like the idea of it being a very submissive thing that includes moments of self induced humiliation and embarassement after having an acccident in my training pants. I would know this means it is back to diapers as soon as mommy finds out and I would anticipate her reaction leading up to it. Once returned to diapers, I would anticipate the next time mommy introduced the potty again. Maybe she would back off for a while and allow me to gain comfort and security in my diapers again before trying again.

I feel this way with diapers and have harbored these feelings as long as I remember. The need for nurturing and feelings of comfort and security are deeply rooted in my attachment to both diapers and identity as an adult baby desiring to being mommied. Those feelings began as a child while still in diapers and stayed with me all these years. I remember feeling special for getting so much attention due to my diapers during childhood and the way they kept me safe and comfortable from ever having to worry about accidents. I relished diaper changes at preschool because I was the source of undivided attention from my teachers from the moment they approached me to check my diapers through the entire process. As an adult, I crave this attention in the same form and have had numerous AB mommy experiences that have validated this need of receiving this form of nurturing from women. It is a rare intimacy, trust and dependency that is unique and unparalleled.

I am curious if any of the adult babies or littles actvive on this site have gone through potty training with their big, i.e. mommy, daddy or caregiver? My little is between 3 and 4 years old and is still not potty trained and I am interested in embarking upon it someday has a why to overcome the struggles I had with actual potty training during my childhood. I think it would be carthodic and a way for me to experience a very positive experience that was anything but that in real life. As I have posted previously, I struggled with potty training as a kid and was returned to diapers after having too many accidents likely as a result of not being ready and having changes like a new sibling and moving across country, all disrupting my life. I remember struggling with potty training and becoming insecure about my body’s ability to exercise control over my bodily functions and getting in constant trouble for having accidents. Being returned to diapers fulltime, which I vaguely recall happened around my fourth birthday, made me feel like a failure in some ways for not being able to show my mom I was a big boy. I felt she gave up on me being her big boy and I was now her baby again. I found my diapers to be a source of security and comfort and shunned all suggestions to try potty training again until I was about to enter kindergarten and it became a necessity. Even after “potty training” again, I continued having accidents. I am interested in being potty trained to have a very positive experience under the care of someone that is understanding, patient and nurturing. I think it would be awesome to slowly be introduced to the potty as my little shows a curiousness and wants to please his mommy or caregiver in a way that works with my readiness. I would love for it to be drawn out over time and always done in a positive way where it is very communicative, first with just trying it and over time being switched into training pants with plastic pants for short durations, yet diapers the rest of the time and at night. Accidents in my trainers would be met with understanding and I would be asked if I want to try again or return to my diapers for a little while longer. Overtime, we might even venture out of the house with me in my trainers for short periods of time so I can gain confidence and a sense of accomplishment. I think it would provide a very tight bond between the little and big, or in my case my inner AB toddler and an AB mommy figure. I would love to know if other ABDLs have done anything like this and whether the experience was as enriching as what is in my mind.

I like my MegaMax diapers from Northshore and think they compare favorably to Confidry 247 diapers. I like my diapers thick and absorbent, which MegaMax fits well in this category. The sizing is perfect for me too in a medium which makes them snug just like I remember my pampers fit me from my youth.

This is spot on and I wish I would have come to this realization many years ago and saved myself the anxiety and negative feelings of non acceptance of whom I was as an ABDL. I hid this side of me for so long and now feel compelled to live that balance which includes wearing my diapers and proclaiming myself an adult baby in a way that works in my life. The balance is still not perfect, and I need more baby time which is not practical given my vanillla life demands at the moment, but it is edging toward what I need.

Do you have access to the shipping tracking info? I bet they get to you tomorrow if the shipping tracking info says they will be delivered soon. At a minimum, ask bambino to refund the two day premium given the situation. From experience, I have learned to factor in a few days of delay in my diaper orders, especially around the holidays, to be safe. I usually order new diapers well before needing them for that reason. Goo luck.