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I seem to have escaped this sort of thing, so far - no idea exactly how. And Mummy has her own laptop and accounts, so there's little danger of any crossover there, unless your scattergun IP theory is correct. We use Firefox as well, and Thunderbird for mail. Firefox deletes all cookies every time I close it, and I always opt for minimal cookies whenever I get the chance. I haven't yet gone down the VPN route, mostly because I can't be bothered trying to understand how it helps. Amazon's browsing history still annoys me though - I've not found a way of automatically deleting it, but then I've not tried very hard either. I take it your other half hasn't yet been tempted by the rubber accessories? Maybe you need to check her bedside drawer just in case...

I was a similar age to you when I met my wife, and we decided we wanted kids. My AB side then went into the closet for over 20 years - that was my decision, to protect both my wife and any kids. My wife knew I was AB - I slept in a cot (crib) in my nursery. I didn't want my wife to worry about me being an AB affecting the kids, and I didn't want the kids finding out. So I pared back my AB things to what for me was the bare minimum, and wore nappies only very occasionally. We raised 2 girls, and they are now adults and (mostly) away from home. Once the younger one went off to college I went into nappies full-time, started going to AB events again, and these days I'm out completely when there's just the 2 of us here. Mummy's very much vanilla, but she's understanding, and does a good job of looking after me. So, that's one way of coping - it worked for us. I always had the long run in mind, knowing I wouldn't be in the AB closet for ever. I won't say it was always easy, but then life isn't always easy is it? Good luck!

It did take a while before I could wet freely while driving. My car has a foot rest for my left foot, and I find wetting a lot easier if If use this for my left foot rather than the floor. It's probably because this reduces the squashing of my urethra to give the wee a clear run. These days it usually just happens.

The great thing about baggy dungarees for me is that they aren't gathered in at the waist. That means there's not much of a bulge that anyone's going to notice. And I feel like a little when I'm wearing them as well.

That's likely to be the case, in my experience. Certainly some brands of hook and loop last a lot better than others. I've never washed hook and loop hotter than 60 C, so I can't comment on what happens if you boil it - I've not risked it. Get some better hook & loop & get sewing is all I can advise. I've been getting mine from myfabrics.co.uk - based in Germany I think, but they have a UK website as well.

Yeah - I went through all that and eventually came out the other end. Now I wear full-time and I'm relaxed and happy with it. Not for everyone, I know, but it's really worked for me. Good luck!

Dungarees in the winter months, heavy duty cargo shorts in the summer months. My dungarees are Uskees from dungarees-online.com - they seem to have been discontinued now, but I've got 4 pairs - , and my shorts are from Fat Face. We've even taken a couple of pairs of Fat Face shorts & turned them into shortalls, which I'll wear sometimes - with a top over them so they're not obviously shortalls. All overlarge sizes so they're good and baggy. Onesies of course - vest onesies in winter under vanilla shirts, and T-short onesies in the summer. All that is my vanilla wear for the benefit of the vanilla world. I dress up more AB when I can.

For me, this has definitely happened. The key question for me is whether this is physical or psychological. Or both. The muscle activity I used to use to control my wetting I no longer use. This is the same muscle activity I used to use as part of my toolkit to hold back no. 2 when urgency struck. I've trained myself not to use these muscles at all, as far as possible, and I'm not going to change that. So it's not surprising my bowel control is not what it was. What I don't know is whether those muscles still work effectively. I've no intention of finding out either. My goal was always to lose control of wetting entirely, and I'm not going to do anything to fight against that. It's too important to me.

I had a Joan Baez moment on reading this. 'There but for fortune go you or I'. I've been so close to this many times but never had the full nappy experience apart from a couple of times walking Binky when I couldn't make it home in time. Both times I came home to an empty house so I could clean myself up OK. It's a bit more work when you're in a cloth nappy. Many times I've only just made it to the bathroom in time - the urge usually comes on just after my breakfast & it's the trigger to change out of my overnight nappy & get dressed. Occasionally there's a bit more than skidmarks. Sooner or later I'm going to get caught out. It'll then be the time to accept and possibly make public that I'm functionally incontinent and it'll be awkward wherever it happens. I'm pretty confident my other half will be OK with it, provided it's not a daily occurrence, but of course you never know. Possibly it'll be that back-breaking straw, but she's not a camel, so I doubt it. She's not shown any signs of strain coping with my AB life in a long while. Anyway, I've got confidence I'll be able to cope with it, one way or another. And confidence you'll be able to as well. It won't be pretty though, for either of us.

What an ink monitor was. Why ballpoint pens were banned at school. Doing IT technical support with no tools other than scissors, a pointed metal spike and some black sticky tape. Doing remote IT technical support via an acoustic coupler. Why electrical goods and cars were priced in guineas rather than pounds. Why my parents dug a bucket into the ground in the garden in hot weather.

Yep, I don't get it either. Soaker pads are a lot cheaper, and work properly. I did experiment on long walking trips with wearing two pullups at once, with plastic pants over the top. The idea was that I could rip off the inside one when it got too wet, then use the other without having to take half my clothes off in a field. I wondered whether the cloth-type backing of the inner one would wick through if I left it to soak enough, but I never found out whether it did - I switched to using soakers instead.

Little boy jamas. I've got one new one-piece footless one with a drop seat and teddies on it. I'm in that one now. I've got 3 two-piece ones with short sleeves and legs. Mummy thinks I should wear jamas in bed.

I've had a UTI a couple of times over the past 3 years wearing cloth nappies full-time. Unpleasant, but antibiotics soon sorted it both times. I generally only wet in my nappies, and I'm quite careful about keeping everywhere as clean as I can. So yes, it happens, and it's a hazard of being nappied. As with most infections, some will be more susceptible than others, I'd imagine. I don't get skin conditions like nappy rash much, for instance, and others have a lot more problems with that.

Well we're OK for chocolate here in the UK, although continental Europe does better IMHO. They've got regulation in many continental countries banning non-milk fat, which we haven't got here. My staple is Cadbury's Dairy Milk Whole Nut, which despite its name contains palm and shea fat. And hazelnuts of course. I like it best straight from the fridge. When we splash out we go for continental brands such as Lindt. US chocolate such as Hershey doesn't really taste like chocolate at all to me. Mummy likes dark chocolate - but that's grown-ups for you. As for crisps, my favourite is salt and black pepper, and the worst I've ever eaten (decades ago) was piccalilli. You used to be able to buy hedgehog flavour crisps here. I suppose they contained about as much hedgehog as smoky bacon crisps contain pig - I hope so anyway. They tasted OK though.

Oh yes. All the time.

Finished weeding the vegetable patch, mowed the grass, then when the rain started watched the garden flood. It's gone down again now. And I finished building a big Meccano crane - 3 ft high, 4 ft long. It's on the front room table now. Booked a hotel for my back to back littles meets next weekend. Started designing wardrobes for our bedroom. It's been a busy week.

The elastic on those pants looks suspiciously similar to that on the Gary PU pants. If it is the same, that elastic doesn't wick at all, and is very comfy against the skin. That bikini cut is no use to me - my cloth nappies won't fit. They look good though.

I'd suggest trying BodyGlide. It's job is to protect skin from chafing, and it doesn't mark clothing etc. In my running days it was invaluable, and once I started wearing nappies for extended periods it helped me a lot, until my skin had hardened up. After a few months of wearing pretty much full-time, I didn't need to user it on a regular basis. I still use it before long walks though.

I can do without that sort of feedback.

They're 'littles' events, and there are always little girls there, including sissies. The first was in Leeds, and the second the Littles Lockin in Edinburgh. You can find them all on Fetlife.

I have two buckets with lids in the outhouse, by the washing machine. Then I've got a dry bag that lives in the bathroom. When there's just me and Mummy here it's on the bathroom floor, and when there's anyone else here it lives in the hidden cupboard under the bath. So my wet nappies go in the dry bag, then every morning I take them down and put them in a bucket. And every two days I wash my nappies. It's all got to be done, and I pretty much do it all, although Mummy will take the washed nappies out of the machine and put them in the dryer sometimes. And sometimes she folds them up when they're dry. No, I don't get any pleasure out of it - it's just got to be done. It's a grown-up thing.

I've got some Lego, but I'm more into Meccano really - my generation. All metal, all second-hand, and a lot of it. I'm building a big crane just now.

Well our younger daughter has gone back to college to do a Masters course, so it's just me and Mummy here now - and Binky of course. So we're back to having to hide my AB side a lot less. I thought I'd give a run-down of last night, as it was a pretty typical night for us, to try to give a flavour of how it all works out here. Night time is baby time for me - during the day there's a lot of grown-up stuff to do as well. At night I'm just a little. I'll start with us sitting watching the television. I was cuddling Teddy. Some evenings I've got my dummy in my mouth as well, but not last night. Ten o'clock came round at the end of the programme, and Mummy said 'Bo-bos time, come on, off to bed'. I was sleepy so I wasn't going to make a fuss. I kissed Mummy and took Teddy upstairs to our bedroom, and put Teddy in bed. I dug a terry nappy and a washable soaker out of the bag under the bed and laid my overnight nappy out on the bed. I always use a Chinese fold, so I've got this down pretty well. I laid out a Snappi and two big safety pins next to my nappy. I got my jamas out from under the pillow and laid them out on the pillow ready to put on. This week it's my baby blue jamas with the big teddy on the front. Top off, shortalls off, onesie off, and then it was off to the bathroom in just my soggy nappy and plastic pants. I'd been in my nappy all day, so it was pretty heavy. In the bathroom, and first thing is to brush my teeth. As usual I started wetting my nappy while I was brushing. After this, nappy off and into the wet nappy bag - I use a 'dry bag' for this, as used by canoeists. My plastic pants were good for overnight, so I put them to one side to take into the bedroom. Shower next. Really I should have shaved, but I was too tired, so I'll do that tonight. That'll be everything from neck down to knees, so it takes a while. I'll shave my face at the sink tonight. I shave once or twice a week, and I hate having to do it. Anyway, shower over, dry off and it's back to the bedroom. Time to put my nappy on. I love this bit, although I'd love it even better if Mummy would change me. I lay back on the bed and pinned my clean overnight nappy snugly round me. Very secure, no risk of leaks, and no chance of an erection until morning - it really is a snug fit, and I'd be pointing down until the nappy comes off (btw it's still on now as I type). Plastic pants on, jamas on, dummy in mouth, and I hopped into bed. I lay down on my back, Teddy in my right arm, Pickle Bunny in my left arm, and Peter Rabbit in between. I read a few pages of a Moomin book until I went to sleep. Much later, Mummy came up to bed. I half woke up as she got into bed, put Pickle Bunny on the floor, and took my dummy out of my mouth. (Pickle Bunny is a great big stuffed rabbit and there isn't room for all of us in bed at once.) Then Mummy fed me a bottle of warm milk, put my dummy back in my mouth, and I went off to sleep again. At some point I must have half woken up to wet - I don't think I've ever wet in my sleep. Anyway I woke up in the early hours and cuddled Mummy until she rolled onto her back and raised her right arm so I could snuggle into her booby. I suckled for probably 20 minutes as Mummy went back to sleep. Then she rolled onto her right side, and I suckled on the other booby. Then I snuggled my face between her boobies for another 10 minutes. Baby heaven. Eventually I spoke for the first time since I'd gone up to bed. 'Is it waking time Mummy?'. Mummy checked the clock and told me it probably was. 'Can I get up Mummy?' Mummy said yes so I kissed her and got out of bed. I brought Teddy and my bottle downstairs, got some breakfast and decided to post this. So I'm sitting here in a very wet overnight nappy, plastic pants, teddy jamas, a Harry Potter dressing gown and my red slippers. ...and that's pretty much how it goes every night. I'm a lucky baby.

I helped to get Mummy's breast milk flowing when she had our kids, with encouragement from the visiting nurse. She was a bit hesitant about suggesting it, not wanting to gross us out, but of course that was never going to happen. And no, the nurse wasn't present when we did this! Unfortunately Mummy never had spare milk for me. I didn't want to get my AB side mixed up with bringing up real babies, so these was no more breast milk for me, unfortunately. I sort of went into the closet again until the kids had grown up. Now I'm on the breast nightly, but no milk of course. Mummy feeds me a bottle every night though.

We're still holding out here. I'm still in shortalls or shorts during the day, and the heating's not on yet. Our bedroom window's still open. I'm still picking courgettes (zucchini) in the garden as well. But colder weather's coming, so I'll be in dungarees soon.