As a father of three, I have changed many diapers and in all sorts of conditions.
How about massive blowouts just prior to a church blessing in front of hundreds of others who have come from across the continent to be there for the event? All dressed in none other than pure white clothes! That was an interesting situation indeed!
Having said that, I need to share here an important observation. While being a father and taking care of and changing my children, there literally was no correlation to my own desires with wearing diapers.
...I mean absolutely none whatsoever, period! It was actually just one of those things that you have to do, and I admit it was just part of being a dad and taking care of my kids. Diapers and the constant changing is one of those things that you looked forward toward their potty training and getting out of them, for both the hassle and the cost.
I admit that this somewhat surprised me, because I have been DL since I can remember. Before realizing there was such things as adult diapers, as a youth I was always fascinated with baby diapers, because that's all I knew that there was that existed.
:educate: --But I think this is something that is actually important to acknowledge. That when being a parent and caring for a child, it is all about just that, taking care of them and it has nothing to do with yourself.
There have been other threads about this, and individuals concerned about being a parent because of their own diaper and baby desires. Some questioning if they should be a parent and have children because they themselves wanted to the baby or child. But in my own experience the two actually have no interconnection at all. In taking care of my children, I think I was like any other Dad and the changing and diapering was just part of being a father. There was no connection there with my own being ABDL. The two aspects were as far apart as night and day.
I hope that this observation may help others too who are concerned about this.
And I guess while I am responding, let me share that before becoming a father, I really never liked being around babies. I mean I really didn't. While so many people coo and caw over them, and say how cute they are... I always thought that babies looked liked shriveled up beings that just puked, spit up all over, and made nasties. I just was never interested in them and avoided them like some germ or bacteria. (I'm not joking)
I worried for some time whether I would be a good father because I just didn't like babies and I thought they were icky. (which Freud would probably have a hey day because all through my life, even while thinking this, I have myself wanted to be like a baby).
But when I became a father, I cannot even begin to explain the love that I have felt for my own children and how beautiful they are. From being there at childbirth (and as a cowboy I am used to the whole experience, which is not for the faint of heart) and having this miracle appear and holding them in my arms as they breathe their first breaths of life. I can't even begin to describe the emotions and feelings of this. There is no way to adequately describe it.
Having shared this, I admit I still don't like other babies. But when it came to my own, there was nothing greater, and never will be anything, greater than them in my life. My children are the greatest things that have ever happened to me and I can't even begin to describe how great of a feeling it is to be a father and the love that I feel for my kids.
:detective3 Perhaps I have gone way off track of what the original OP was looking for, but then I hope that the OP and others who may not have yet had the chance to be parents may understand these things. Not only that there is a separation of being ABDL oneself and then caring for real life babies in diaper changing and the like, but also to understand the wonderful aspect of being a parent and how great it is to see the extension of yourself in another living being that is separate, but yet part of who you are.
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