People always want to know “What got you into diapers?”  I frankly don’t know… The more I look back on my life, I keep finding new reasons why.  At this point I think it almost goes back to my cousin being born, which is strange, because I had cousins older and younger than me already.  Before him, my aunt would watch me at her house.  I think her house was one of the first ones that I slept overnight at.  Once she got pregnant, I wanted nothing to do with the new-to-be baby.  I didn’t want to feel him kick; and once he was born, my mom claims that I didn’t even want to look at him….

It could also go back to when my mom took care of my great grandmother after he stroke; she was in diapers and had to be changed and cared for by my mom all the time.

Then again it could go back to that bag of diapers that were in the front closet (side note: I was kept in cloth except when there was a sitter or we were going someplace – mom said so).

The last incident was when I was 12 and had heart surgery, i woke up in a diaper in the ICU.  I don’t believe I used it, it was mainly to cover me up.  I also saw other kids my age and older in diapers too.

 

The best answer on how I got into diapers would revolve around a typical night.  I grab a diaper and stuffer from my diaper stack, walk back towards the bed, switch off the light and then toss my stuff on the bed.  I then turn on the flashlight on my phone, spread out my diaper and stuffer, powder up the back of the diaper.  I then tell Pooh he’s bad and he replies “ha ha you wear diapees” to which I remind him that he has one on too.  I finish powdering the front up and then pull the diaper up and tape it up, roll over an go to be…. That is how I got into diapers last night, and it will be how I get into them tonight.

Stay Padded, DNH

Hello all,  My name is…., well it’s not important; just call me DiaperNH, or NH.  I am 38, male and live outside of Central Ohio in a home with my (real not AB) mother.

I have been into diapers since May of 1996.  My mom has known about my diapers since that very first night when I bought diapers.

Being active in the ABDL community is very important to me.  I attend munches, parties and most recently I attended CapCon 2016.

I see myself as a child who’s age ranges from 3 to 13; he always has to wear diapers, but as he gets older he really doesn’t want to have to wear diapers like a baby, often fighting that initial diaper change saying “Noooo, I don’t wanna wear a diaper, please don’t make me wear diapers, I’ll be a good boy, I promise”

Mostly I will just wet my diapers, but sometimes messing a diaper just has to happen, sometimes by choice, sometimes it is a  accident (I promise!)  I still need my sippy cup as I tend to spill drinks, sometimes I need a bottle too.

Let’s not forget about Pooh!  Yes, every little needs their faithful teddy bear.  He’s mouthy, lazy and sweet and loving all in one little package.  If I were to ever loose him (again), I’d probably be lost for weeks on end.  I left him in a suitcase with my CPAP one night and that was the worst night of sleep I had in many years.

After being in diapers longer than I have been out of them, I don’t see that changing (ha ha) anytime soon.  I don’t see myself moving away from my mom either, as it seems that she is the only one who understands who I am, plus she is getting older and is retired.  Financially it would not work for either of us to be on our own.

I am hoping that one day I can achieve some of my goals.  Be more open about my little side with everybody, which would help with my next goal.  Get a crib, ever since sleeping in another AB’s crib years ago, I long to wake up in the night and look around me and see the crib bars.  I probably have others rolling around in my head, but I can’t think of them now.