RenateB

Dear Drownedinp! I don´t know your correct prenome since now! I´ve read your story very

I wear a nightie or nightgown at night over my diaposable diaper and plastic panties (yes, I´m a bedwetter, so I have to wear protection not only at night). When I´m wearing Pajamas I normally leave out the pajama bottoms and I´m clad only in plastic panties.

Dear Drownedinp, I´ve read your latest chapters and am fully informed by your/yours Roylance nature/character and the fact how you created the christian name of your child. But how´s about the 4 chlidren of Amanda? How old they are? And are they out of diapers? Thank you for your work! I´m looking forward the next chapter. Yours Renate

Dear Drownedinp, what a curious Name! Here´s Renate from Germany. I want you to congratulate for your awesome, impressive story, which I like much. Though I´m a lifelong bedwetter maself, I´ve had have times when I cursed the fact and wished to stay dry, but over the years I´m proned a merry tune to the fact of bedwtting and now I take pleasure sometimes in my secure attire. Now I´m curious about Roy and Amanda (the girl to love, latin): Did they had a restful night? Did they have sweet dreams, no nightmares after all? Who stood up in the morning first, and could you watch her sleeping? I congratulate Roy: he had found the "Nadel im Heuhaufen" <german saying>, to make friendship with Amanda and get her commiment to being a bedwetter too. I´m hungry to hear more! Yours Renate

Dear big bedwetter and dailydiaper-friends, first of all I have to introducr myself. I# m from Germany, 49yo and a mom of 2 boys and---bedwetter all my life long. I had a similar experience being catched out as a bedwetter and diaper wearer over 20 years ago. I hope my school-english is well so you can understand me. Now to my adventure: I was catched up by my friend Heidi. I knew her since 1980 or so. She was the younger sis of a sportsman and friend from my husband of the same rowingclub, and had married 1987 another oarsman from this club. We were often with us and became close friends. In the end-80er years she and her husband went to Karlsruhe as he got work there. They had 2 children a little bit older then my first sun and had a father in law, who owned an old cottage in the alpes near Bab Reichenhall in Austria, "Loferer Alm". There we spend holidays a few times, the last time in the year when I was fresh pregnant with my 2.child.In the third month, and very lucky, and was not allowed to drink or smoke. (What i also didn´t do that time.) It was autumn and Okt.I believe and we were there with our 3 kids: Heidi with her husband, me with mine, and our 3 children, all boys, 6,5and 4 yo. The 3 boys were in 1 room, my older and the 6yo from Heidi wet the bed and wore diapers, her younger was dry at night already, ( as me too, what she didn´t know) and we had a little bedroom and they were in their parents bedroom. Her father-in-law was sick and going to be toked into the hospital and both, she and her husband, our friend, were very in trouble or sorrow as they both didn´t know, if it was an earnest illness. They decided to drive to München(where he lived with his wife) to visit him and look after him if it was grave illness. They went away at dawn and we were there alone with 3 kids. They wanted to get back the another day. So we mustn´t stay too long with the 2 kids of her own. My man and I went to bed at midnight, he was very drunk, but I loved him, and I was 100%sober, after I had changed the 2 boys wet diapers, then slept in, too. My husband had already drifted to sleep. The other morning I got up early , perhaps at 7h a.m.,and made coffee. The 3 boys didn´t go out of their room when awake, they blustered and cried in their room, so I was handling in the kitchen to make coffee, but though to be alone with my hubby and the kids in the house. The kitchen was 2 steps higher and totally open to the living room in this old cottage, perhaps 200yo and built with wood and a stoned cockle stove with Ofenbank. In the backgroung there were aranged the other rooms. The coffeemachine did run out and I was pouring the coffee into the coffeepott, when i heard the voice of Heidi; "Can I get a cup of coffee?" I terrified a lot and had almost throw away the thermos flask and turned: There , 2 step under me, in a armchair sat Heidi and had spoken, I went to her and gave her the coffee. She then asked: "Oh, what´s that? I heard if it rustled under your nightgown like our boys!" And she lifted the hem of my nightie, exposing my wet nappy inside my plastic pants! First I went bright red, but then told from my pregnancy, but she said, that I was in the beginning of the 3, month and there wasn´t a bladder weakness before of pregnancy normal, and I admitted then that I was bedwetter. As you all now know 24 years later! But would should I do? The situation was 100% clear. Or what did you think, if your girlfriend stand in the morning there in a nightgown with plastic pants and wet diaper inside? Heidi and her husband went back to their cottage from München in the same evening and arrived at 6 a.m.or so, and afterwards I could speak with Heidi about my bedwetting and she promised that she would be quiet and didn´t it blab around. And she hold her word, as I believe, The years later - the cottage was selled as her father -in-law died - we where out on summer holidays with our then 4 boys some times, when the men went to row at the eastsea, Rügen and so on. You see, to stay overnight seems to be a dangerous thing for bedwetters, as they tend to be discovered! But I suspect, that you have some or divers situations lived to see, when you had at least to admit that you are bedwetter! I wish you a good night! Renate