My Days In Diapers
MY DAYS IN DIAPERS
It was a Sunday morning at my parents house. I was 3 at the time and still wearing diapers full time because I wasn't ready to potty train.
Well, my brothers on the other hand were out of diapers by this time. Our dad was strict and spanked me when he would find out I was wet or messy, he was also very mean and abusive...didn't care for any of us.
So, when I turned 4 my mom and dad were divorced and she was a single mother taking care of 3 kids all by herself. And being a single parent at that time for her was the worst.
Our next door neighbor's daughter (I'll call her Lisa) came over to watch us while my mom would work and support all of us. My brothers are both 10-12 years older then me and could handle themselves better then I could.
There was a couple nights that Lisa would get called by our mom saying that she would like her to stay the night so my mom could cover another shift at work and Lisa said that it would be fine with her as long as her mom approved of it...and she did.
That night Lisa got a bath for me and we were in bed by 9pm. I got up crying cause I wanted my bottle of milk and Lisa came in and asked what was wrong, I just pointed to the ground. She picked up my bottle, got me out of my crib, and went out to the living room so that my brothers could sleep.
I soon fell asleep and Lisa just laid there with me because she didn't want to move me back to my crib. I woke up because I heard something and started to cry again. Lisa came walking in and asked if I had a bad dream. I nodded my head, then she just held me close to her and rocked me telling me everything will be ok.
The next day Lisa got my two brothers up and got them to take showers and eat breakfast then off to school they went. I fell asleep in the car going to drop my brothers off and Lisa quietly got me out of the car seat and laid me down in my playpen.
She sat down to watch tv then my mom came in and she greeted her at the front door saying that she just laid me down for a nap so my mom went into her room and fell asleep.
Ever since I was little my mom has treated me like a baby. And since I'm the youngest out of my brothers she still babies me. It's embarrassing as all crap but she doesn't do it around my friends.
I have been treated like a baby for quite a few years now I don't mind it now. But before I hated her doing it in public.
What got me started as a AB is that after I was out of diapers my auntie had twin girls in 2010. So, since I still longed for that attention I asked my mom if she could baby me. She wasn't too happy at first but after a couple months she got over it.
Written By: Zach Anderson
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