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Does anyone remember specific diaper changes from childhood?, who were they and what were they saying during the change?

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Yep, when I was somewhere around 4~5 years old I remember being diapered by my cousin before bed at my grandparents house. She was only 4 years older than me so I must have thought it was so unusual that it left a lasting impression. It's strange because I have plenty of memories before that age when I must have been wearing diapers but don't actually remember the diapers. I also remember my brother who's 2 years younger than me finished potty training before me so I must have been a pretty late. But I don't really remember wearing diapers after that either. That memory stuck with me throughout my childhood and I somewhat suspect it resulted in me becoming a DL.

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I was born in July 1964. According to my Mom and family I was day dry by January 1967 and out of diapers completely by April 1967. Still, like my older sister Penny, my bladder was small and over-active. Mom and her mother Granny Vi were urinary incontinent. So Mom continued a tradition of asking her daughters to wear "Just In Case" diapers for special events and long car trips. Those were always pinned Curity gauze diapers with Gerber vinyl panties.

My first clear memory was on Memorial Day Sunday of 1968, several weeks before I turned 4. All of us were at Renaissance Faire, in full costume. Mine was a typical Faire urchin shift dress with sandals. Mom had me lie on my back on the main Faire lawn so she could change my diaper. As I looked up the actress playing Queen Elizabeth I was looking down at me. She said she was very pleased that I would not need to use the dreaded "Privies" which is Faire-speak for portapoties. Later that same day Penny, who was almost 9, needed her diaper changed. Her costume was more elaborate. Mom took Penny away from the customers, to our tent, so Penny had privacy. At least while we were gathered at our tent Mom changed my diaper again.

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I have a couple of memories and they are all really fuzzy to the point where I have to question them really ever happening. One of them being always getting diapered after bathtime, I remember the cool air on my butt and how it felt to have powder sprinkled all over me, it was somewhat of a comforting feeling. I would always notice during every bathtime how the diaper would just be sitting there on the toilet along with the towel, waiting for me. I had to be almost finished with potty training or in the process of it because I remember always checking to see if the diaper would still be there, sitting on the toilet and being afraid that one day it wouldn't be.

Another memory was cloth diapers or the introduction to them. My mom got tired of buying disposables, she was fed up with my unwillingness to potty train and would buy the cheapest diapers on the market, even ones that would fall apart over the slighest wettings to try to sway me. She decided to go cloth all together...I think they were suppose to be less comfortable when wetting or something, I didn't notice. Yes I was used to disposables, cloth diapers were definitely something unusual to me, I do remeber being slightly put off by them...For one thing I did not like the pins, I was scared to death of them. They were cute they had little duckies on the ends or something like that but they hurt! I always winced when she stuck them in. I didn't really like the plastic pants either, to me they were frustrating because I couldn't see how my diaper would bulge from getting wet, even though the whole thing was bulging enough...Weird I know!

I was diaperd like this for night time even after being trained. I remember just sort of putting up with them, I didn't really want them lol!

Another memory I have was coming home from preschool, I had a poop accident. My mom was cleaning me, I remember I was in shock over the whole thing because she didn't scold me or anything. I even remember what I was wearing, a blue jumpsuit, I was a little disappointed that I had ruined it with poop.

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Another memory was cloth diapers or the introduction to them. My mom got tired of buying disposables, she was fed up with my unwillingness to potty train and would buy the cheapest diapers on the market, even ones that would fall apart over the slighest wettings to try to sway me. She decided to go cloth all together...I think they were suppose to be less comfortable when wetting or something, I didn't notice. Yes I was used to disposables, cloth diapers were definitely something unusual to me, I do remeber being slightly put off by them...For one thing I did not like the pins, I was scared to death of them. They were cute they had little duckies on the ends or something like that but they hurt! I always winced when she stuck them in. I didn't really like the plastic pants either, to me they were frustrating because I couldn't see how my diaper would bulge from getting wet, even though the whole thing was bulging enough...Weird I know!

I was diaperd like this for night time even after being trained. I remember just sort of putting up with them, I didn't really want them lol!

Another memory I have was coming home from preschool, I had a poop accident. My mom was cleaning me, I remember I was in shock over the whole thing because she didn't scold me or anything. I even remember what I was wearing, a blue jumpsuit, I was a little disappointed that I had ruined it with poop.

Cloth diapers R*O*C*K! :D love those ;) to bad you were'nt able to enjoy them, but at that age it's understandable.

I also don't understand how people suddenly come to the conclusion that something is 'ruined' if it gets pooped on :screwy: everything is washable, and it's not like it's totally toxic or radioactive or something. If that were the case, then everyone would be tossing out cloth diapers every time they get messy, instead of simply washing them.

I doubt that your jumper was "ruined'...I think that was just a guilt ploy by your mom to make you feel bad so that you wouldn't go in your pants again...and mess everything up :P

Parents do this so they don't (hopefully) have to clean up any more messes and get the child to take more care of themselves, and stay clean and dry....

Guilt is a horrible tool that is wielded wrongly, can do a lot of damage...sad people are left with negative memories of childhood events because of parental guilt...

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Since I was kept in fulltme diapers until I was finally potty trained at age 6, I have lots of memories of having my diapers changed as a child. My first memories are when I was about 3 around the time of the arrival of my baby brother and my Mom attempted to potty train me to no avail. I remember getting my diapers changed in many different settings and situations. I recall my mom liked to change me in the back of our VW square back when out running errands. As I got older I got more self conscious about going through diaper changes, particularly messy ones when I was 5 and 6 years old.

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At some age which i can not recall (maybe 5) my siblings and I spent the night at a babysitters house and for some reason required to be diapered before bed. I still am not sure the exact reason but I do not remember having any objection to the idea. I recall having diaper changed at some point but I don't believe that I had wet. Not sure what that was all about but do remember it to this day. Hmmmm!?

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I know that I was later than usual, because I have memories of going through accidents when I was well past four and it not being unusual. I then have a very vague memory of an episode of diarrhea when I was about four and a half and being diapered, but remember it was unusual for me to be in diapers at the time. After that point I know that I was never diapered again.

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I have vague memories. Surprisingly, these occurred when I was probably about 6 years old. So, you'd think my memories would be clearer. My only explanation is that being diapered at that age was sufficiently traumatic that I suppressed the memories of those experiences for years.

I remember having a messy diaper changed on a picnic table at a roadside stop in plain view of a bunch of strangers. Being 6 years old, I was thoroughly embarrassed at having strangers see me have my diapers changed, particularly one that I'd soiled. I also remember my mother be irritated that I'd pooped in my diaper and at having to clean me up.

This scene was replayed many more times during that family vacation. I don't remember any specifics about those. The first one made an impression, though. However, after the first time, I was desensitized to the experience and didn't really care who saw me while having wet or dirty diapers changed.

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I was in diapers for a little longer than most kids and I remember my mom changing me wherever and whenever I needed it. I remember we were on a road trip and it was summer and super hot outside so even at 4 years old I was just sitting in the car in nothing but cloth diapers and plastic pants with socks and shoes. At some point I pooped, and luckily we weren't to far from a rest stop so I didn't have to sit in it very long, but when we got there my mom just took me over to a patch of grass near by, layed down a blanket, and changed me right there. So there I was at 4 years old completely naked and having my dirty diaper changed in front of tons of people. I don't think I was as embarrassed then, but now remembering it I'm

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Two: One was having the peach rubber panties put on me and the other was with translucent, sort of ecru plastic ones (although they have been called "rubber panties" by the overwhelming body of "civilians" for all my life). From what I recall it was before I was 3 and it might have been as part of getting ready for bed because it was at night since the lights were on in the house

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When I was growing up like my sister, Mommy and Granny I had bladder control problems. On trips ans for events where ladies' rooms were hard to find I wore what Mommy called "Just-in-Case" diapers.

For years I assumed every person, boy or girl, I saw during a trip also was diapered. That's what causes an incident about the time I turned 8 to stick in my mind. My entire family was headed to Yosemite National Park for a couple of weeks summer vacation. We stopped for a very nice lunch at The Bakersfield Inn. After lunch Mommy led our young brother and her daughters to a ladies' room which had a changing table large enough for my oldest sister Penny who was then 13. She changed herself, pinning on Curity gauze diapers covered by Gerber vinyl panties. Then Mommy started changing the rest of us into Curity gauze diapers, starting with the youngest, Missy then 3. Our sister Ruth was then 5 and brother Ed was 6.

I had just climbed onto the table when a girl smaller than me walked in all by herself. I was shocked because up to then I never saw a kid in a ladies' room without a mother of female escorting her.

Mommy ruched up my skirt and was removing my Gerber panties when the little girl casually entered a toilet stall. My wet diaper was off and Mommy was wiping me when the toilet flushed and the little girl walked out of the stall. She was washing her hands while Mommy slid a clean diaper under me. The little girl stared at me as Mommy pinned my diaper and pulled up my Gerber panties. That girl only left the restroom when I started to get down.

I do not remember being embarrassed, because by then a whole lot of people had seen my diapers being changed. What shocked me was that the little girl was not diapered. Penny led all of my younger siblings out of the room. I asked Mommy why that little girl was not wearing a diaper. Mommy answered that perhaps her family lived in Bakersfield and was not on a trip. Mommy reminded me that I did not always wear diapers when we ate at restaurants near our home.

What I have never figured out is if that little girl was envious of my diaper? She sure did not seem repulsed seeing me being diapered.

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My first memory is my dad putting me in a nappy for bed. 1983 (i guess.), i actually know the exact day and time it was though. Because i remember on the tv in the background the uk soap, coronation street had gone off and current affairs show world in action had started. Which puts it at 8:00pm on a monday night.

My dad made me get a fresh nappy from the pack in the cupboard under the sink. I toddled back into the living room and stood in front of him as he sat on the sofa. He pulled by pyjama bottoms down and held the nappy in front of him, unfurled. As he tried to get me to walk towards it for a standing change, i peed into it.

After id finished he got up to ge another one. This time he had me lay on the carpet for another change, in a more tradtional style. Kneeling in front of me a putting the nappy one me. Then he stood me up and raised my pyjama bottoms over the nappy, giving a swat on my backside as a signel for me to get up to bed. I remember the padding on my behind as i tackled the stairs crawling up them using both my hands and feet.....

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I sadly remember nothing of being changed or wearing diapers as a baby or toddler. I do, however, remember sitting on my little potty.

I also recall having a pooping accident in my underwear when I was probably about 5. I was with my dad at his work, but not sure if he was actually working at the time. We may have just stopped in there. I had a sudden urge to poop. I think there may have been someone in the only restroom and had

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I remember once when I was about 3, my mom called me into the living room. When I got there she had a Huggies diaper laying open right in front of her. When I saw it I refused to move forward. I was terrified because I had just gone through potty training and was told only babies wear diapers. Anyway, my mom told me to come to her or she would come and get me, and I wouldn't be happy if she had to get me. I remember crying hysterically through the whole diapering process. When she finished, I wasn't allowed to wear pants. I had to spend the rest of the day in just a diaper and t shirt. I remember being extremely embarrassed,

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5 hours ago, skulls&diapers said:

I remember once when I was about 3, my mom called me into the living room. When I got there she had a Huggies diaper laying open right in front of her. When I saw it I refused to move forward. I was terrified because I had just gone through potty training and was told only babies wear diapers. Anyway, my mom told me to come to her or she would come and get me, and I wouldn't be happy if she had to get me. I remember crying hysterically through the whole diapering process. When she finished, I wasn't allowed to wear pants. I had to spend the rest of the day in just a diaper and t shirt. I remember being extremely embarrassed,

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I was 10 years old one summer when we went camping with extended family my aunt and uncle and my cousins, anyways we had one of the Arabian style canvas tents that all of us cousins were sleeping in and with me being a bedwetter my mom thought it would be better to have me diapered than in a wet sleeping bag. So as the summer sun fades into the sunset my mom calls me in to the camper where she has my younger brother laying down on a bed and she is diapering him, she gets done and grabs out another pampers diaper and not like the ones we are familiar with now days this was in the early 70s. Mom calls me over to her and she starts taking my pj bottoms and underwear off and commences to tell me that she wants me to wear a diaper to bed, of course back then I was mortified but did as I was told mom diapered me helped me back in m pj bottoms and sent me to the campfire for smores lol. I woke up in the morning thinking hah told mom I didn't need it only to find out how absorbant it was lol, spent the next 2 nites in diapers lol.

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I was very ticklish as a toddler so diaper changes were a struggle. I remember several changes but one time my aunt visiting and I had a poopy diaper and she wanted to change it. She called me into the living room and told me to lay down. She kneeled over me and when she grabbed my pants, it tickled so I laughed and she laughed too. As I felt my pants sliding down she said “poo-wee”. After that I laid there for a bit and then heard her say, “I smell a stinky diaper”. She lifted my shirt and then I just remember struggling and laughing through a lot of tickles as she tried getting the tabs off my diaper and she kept saying “poo-wee” over and over.

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Many, many times.  I was back in diapers at night at 6.  I'd get diapered before bed, and in the morning, the wet diapers would be taken off.  Cloth diapers and plastic pants in those days.  As far as 'changings' go, there were a few times that I can remember, between ages 6 and 10.  I stayed at my aunt's place a lot when my bro was in the hospital and everywhere I went, a diaper bag came with me.  She made us take naps (which my mom never did).  Because I peed in my sleep, I had to get a diaper on for the nap. That usually started with, "Let's get your nappies on."  It was weird getting diapered in the day because I'd have to strip down.  Then get on my changing pad.  The obligatory, "Lift up" for the diaper and plastic pants.  Although I hated the naps, I always fell asleep.  And always woke up with a wet diaper.  I remember waking up and walking out of the bedroom and my aunt saying, "Looks like someone has a soggy bum!"  Sometimes she'd just take them off in the bathroom, and sometimes I'd get asked, "Should we change that nappy?"  In that case it was the normal diaper changing routine she used with her own kids.  Once I was on the changing pad, I'd lift up my knees so she could pull my plastic pants off and she'd have some comment about how wet I was.  I didn't really have to be given instructions because I was used to wearing diapers.  

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