I woke up this morning with a wet spot in the bed completely surrounding my butt and a little up my back. Didn't smell exactly like pee, so could have been sweat, but I don't know for sure. I think it might have been pee. Changed the sheets afterward. But I'm not sure how to feel about it this morning.
As I've posted a few times, I did have a periodic bedwetting issue into my early 20s. It stopped around the time my now-husband and I got serious, and it never returned. Although as I've been wearing diapers to bed off and on more recently, I've tried to be able to relax and just let go, and last week I think I might have actually wet in my sleep (in a diaper) or at least so subconsciously I had no memory of it. But until now I hadn't wet the bed undiapered in about ten years. I still don't know for sure that I did last night... but I think I probably did. Just wish it had been a "sexy" wetting and not this.
My husband and I both had kind of rough days yesterday for different reasons. I had a tough day with the kids, really feeling emotions related to something one of the kids is going through with their peer group, and some other unrelated stresses and sadnesses too. He had a day at work where no one was doing their jobs right, vendors/providers weren't operating properly, and was still calling and texting people through dinner due to the issues. I got the kids down to bed and was really looking forward to being cared for, maybe getting diapered and having some wine and being able to talk (or cry) and be held. I failed to communicate this though and my husband was still feeling burnt out from his day, wanted to watch basketball, and missed all my hints and cues. I can be kind of bratty when I am trying to get his attention (half seriously, half playfully) and even that didn't work. I told him I needed to pee but didn't want to get up -- surely he'd get that cue (but not this time).
Fast forward a couple hours. He finally felt more relaxed and it dawned on him that I'd been trying to get his attention and wanted to be diapered and taken care of. We made up, apologized, communicated, had a drink together, and things were mostly fine. But I still felt fragile and vulnerable and had a second wave right as we were getting into bed of just wanting to feel "little" and taken care of. But I do at times have a fear of rejection and I don't know why, but as badly as I wanted to be diapered for the night I didn't actually say it. I dropped hints like getting up to go pee a few times and sighing when I came back (I'm sorry, I know how immature I was being and I apologized to him this morning) but I never outright asked. And I'm sure he would have loved it too, but I was too proud and feeling too "jumpy" at the same time.
We both fell asleep. But maybe an hour in I heard one of the older kids calling for me. That's extremely rare but they'd had a bad dream and couldn't get back to sleep and I guess was probably feeling similar to how I was. When I came back to bed I must have just crashed and blacked out. I really don't even have a memory at all of getting back in bed, honestly. Well, somewhere around 5 or 6 I heard our youngest, a toddler, crying and I woke up. And that's when I felt cold and wet around my butt. When I returned to bed I sniffed at and couldn't tell for sure if it was, or wasn't, pee. I was under a lot of blankets and sometimes do get sweaty, but the bed wasn't damp from sweat anywhere else. The bottom sheet was moderately wet and the top sheet damp in a couple spots. I didn't want to sleep on the cold wet spot so I crowded over to my husband's side up against him and stayed there until the alarm went off. I stripped the bed right after we got up and started laundry thus hiding any evidence. I haven't told him yet but will show him this post this evening (and am going to wear a diaper tonight for sure, I guess for multiple reasons now).
I have conflicting feelings about it today though. On one hand, I do not want actual involuntary bedwetting to return, and I don't think it will, nor do I think wearing a diaper to bed once or twice a week will really bring it back, but it is strange that (if I did in fact wet the bed last night) it didn't happen for ten years but did on a night I was thinking about and really just wanted to be in a diaper. And I don't like that it happened on a time I was feeling this way, had tension with my husband, and chose to hide it rather than turn it into something flirty. But on the other hand... the "bratty" side of me kind of just wants him to tell me that's proof I need diapers and to be taken care of too. Yet on the other hand too... what if this is all a big "nothing" and it was just sweat after all?
As I've posted a few times, I did have a periodic bedwetting issue into my early 20s. It stopped around the time my now-husband and I got serious, and it never returned. Although as I've been wearing diapers to bed off and on more recently, I've tried to be able to relax and just let go, and last week I think I might have actually wet in my sleep (in a diaper) or at least so subconsciously I had no memory of it. But until now I hadn't wet the bed undiapered in about ten years. I still don't know for sure that I did last night... but I think I probably did. Just wish it had been a "sexy" wetting and not this.
My husband and I both had kind of rough days yesterday for different reasons. I had a tough day with the kids, really feeling emotions related to something one of the kids is going through with their peer group, and some other unrelated stresses and sadnesses too. He had a day at work where no one was doing their jobs right, vendors/providers weren't operating properly, and was still calling and texting people through dinner due to the issues. I got the kids down to bed and was really looking forward to being cared for, maybe getting diapered and having some wine and being able to talk (or cry) and be held. I failed to communicate this though and my husband was still feeling burnt out from his day, wanted to watch basketball, and missed all my hints and cues. I can be kind of bratty when I am trying to get his attention (half seriously, half playfully) and even that didn't work. I told him I needed to pee but didn't want to get up -- surely he'd get that cue (but not this time).
Fast forward a couple hours. He finally felt more relaxed and it dawned on him that I'd been trying to get his attention and wanted to be diapered and taken care of. We made up, apologized, communicated, had a drink together, and things were mostly fine. But I still felt fragile and vulnerable and had a second wave right as we were getting into bed of just wanting to feel "little" and taken care of. But I do at times have a fear of rejection and I don't know why, but as badly as I wanted to be diapered for the night I didn't actually say it. I dropped hints like getting up to go pee a few times and sighing when I came back (I'm sorry, I know how immature I was being and I apologized to him this morning) but I never outright asked. And I'm sure he would have loved it too, but I was too proud and feeling too "jumpy" at the same time.
We both fell asleep. But maybe an hour in I heard one of the older kids calling for me. That's extremely rare but they'd had a bad dream and couldn't get back to sleep and I guess was probably feeling similar to how I was. When I came back to bed I must have just crashed and blacked out. I really don't even have a memory at all of getting back in bed, honestly. Well, somewhere around 5 or 6 I heard our youngest, a toddler, crying and I woke up. And that's when I felt cold and wet around my butt. When I returned to bed I sniffed at and couldn't tell for sure if it was, or wasn't, pee. I was under a lot of blankets and sometimes do get sweaty, but the bed wasn't damp from sweat anywhere else. The bottom sheet was moderately wet and the top sheet damp in a couple spots. I didn't want to sleep on the cold wet spot so I crowded over to my husband's side up against him and stayed there until the alarm went off. I stripped the bed right after we got up and started laundry thus hiding any evidence. I haven't told him yet but will show him this post this evening (and am going to wear a diaper tonight for sure, I guess for multiple reasons now).
I have conflicting feelings about it today though. On one hand, I do not want actual involuntary bedwetting to return, and I don't think it will, nor do I think wearing a diaper to bed once or twice a week will really bring it back, but it is strange that (if I did in fact wet the bed last night) it didn't happen for ten years but did on a night I was thinking about and really just wanted to be in a diaper. And I don't like that it happened on a time I was feeling this way, had tension with my husband, and chose to hide it rather than turn it into something flirty. But on the other hand... the "bratty" side of me kind of just wants him to tell me that's proof I need diapers and to be taken care of too. Yet on the other hand too... what if this is all a big "nothing" and it was just sweat after all?