Strong Childhood Memories - Things That Spoke To Your Baby/DL Side While Growing Up

[magnolia]

I was really into my plushies as a kid and my first strong and happy memories include spending a lot of time with them (each and every one of them has its own personality) like they were my friends. The feel of them, the smell of the fabric..magic. What horror when my mom had to wash them!! Instead of the typical "are we there yet"-question I asked "are they dry yet?", hahhaha!!!

I still have a main part of the original gang with me today. They help me to regress, relax and I just love them and feel lost when I don't have them near me. Nowadays the size of the plushie gang has grown to such an extent that I can hardly fit in the bed myself anymore. But that's okay, the more the merrier.

 

[Bobbysgirl67]

Oh my goodness! I'm sorry you're going through all this that's happened to you. Sending prayers and happy thoughts your way. Please keep us up to date.

Thanks, I am home, slightly traumatized, but otherwards ok. They feel it was a multiple series of events. Fortunately my son knew how to use an epi pen and I actually had one in the house.
As soon as I get the strength deep cleaning and tossing all the non organic cleaners and body products. On the upside my insuranceis paying for a housekeeper for 6 weeks!!!!!.

 

[steviet]

As a 4 year old, my mom would plastic pants on me for naps. I felt so safe and secure although I don't think I wet them. I never got over that feeling and was experimenting with diapers starting around 5. When I was about 10 or 11, during summer vacation, a boy about 6 years old had not been potty trained and his mom would put cloth diapers and plastic pants on him for bedtime. I knew this, and I told him I would like to see him when he had his diapers on. He came to his bedroom window one early evening and I could just barely make out the top of his plastic pants. It drove me crazy

 

[Katie2fingers]

There were so many things. One was I was about 13, and saw an ad in this magazine for a radio flyer tricycle. There was a teenage girl riding it with her friend walking beside her. It amazed me! How could this BIG girl ride this little tricycle? Her feet were perfect on the peddles, her knees were't hitting the handlebars, she rode it just like a three-year-old. Well, it appeared anyway

 

[WeakEndPartyPerson]

When I was five in the middle of the 90s there were loads of nappy ad's on TV, it's most likely that back then nappies where newer and more exciting ergo something to 'shout about' ...there are hardly any nappy ads on TV these days. This is a mixture of three things: Capitalism is much worse and tailored, it's unlikely you'll see a nappy ad' during X Factor or during (better) event television, two TV is more careful slash woke, sticking with nappy ad's unless it's summer babies don't actually spend a lot of time in just a nappy (yep, blame pop' culture if you want to) and adverts these days in my opinion are not always misleading ...the second part of that is the panic crew's work, cloth the babies in associated ad's AND STOP THE PEDOS HAVING FUN etc. etc.
Finally no surprise nappies are still damaging the planet and that's another reason they are not so popular ......I never encountered - in the 'field' of education - another ABDLI+ MY OWN AGE before becoming a legal adult, I went to a private secondary school mainly because my family had the money ...what an excuse!! But my school's attendance was quite small, at a push there where 200 of us ...now towards the end of the 2000s I reckon 1-in-100 kids was ABDLI+ ...yes my school was 200 strong but money does different things to emotions and rebellion ...bad luck may played a factor as well but ...I'll put it like this, being outed as homosexual etc. in a small school can ruin your week, being outed as an ABDLI+ participator would ruin a year and no one could deny that!
I mentioned homosexuals purely as an example there, I've (also) only been Bi since last summer and whether or not I've confirmed/mentioned my age on here I am older than 20.
___ Anyway in secondary school the school therapist - who I told (as in TOLD told) - said she had a friend whose adopted Daughter had regressed between the ages of 11 to 13, I've always felt sorry for this girl in question as this therapist did not really spare her ...or at least this therapist confirmed to me that this girl had gone the whole hog: Wet and messy nappies (with mother-daughter changes for both)(I never actually checked but I'm guessing disposables), bathing (ditto), afternoon naps during the summer and being spoon-fed both types of food (if that's understandable). I was told when puberty kicked in with a vengeance she completely quit.
There was quite a bit of under-age-smoking at my secondary - it's one of the biggest ways rich kids go off the rails - and one girl did have a baby dummy of her key ring (some of the students night-boarded) to curb smoking ...looking back I've clearly been an idiot as she may well have been the other 1-in-100 ...I'll never know, I didn't like the school, it broke me away from established friends, was just for show really (damn my parents) and I say that as I exited it as I entered it NOT an academic (heyell no!!)!!!!!!!!!!
In terms of an answer to the question of the OP ...learning without the slightly dangerous internet (around the age of 15) that I was not alone (etc. etc.) added more lumber to the metaphorical fire ...making me the Infantilist I am today!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

 

[NooNoo]

Literally a shit (no pun intended) storm of events. Everything was considered normal for me but went sideways together
I use a laxative protocol once a month. Took it in the morning
Took a bubble bath at bedtime. New product (? problem but not using again)
"Landscaped" while in the tub
Applied a scented lotion to my clean skin
Applied a commercially sold disposable
Had a snack of fresh fruit including pineapple and bananas (I am allergic to an enzyme in both peels but ripe mature peeled fruit dosent bu other me)
In bed tried to "use" the diaper without success so most everything ended up in the bathroom. However as some point I remember feeling it let go. Stayed in bed. A few hours later the dog went nuts. My son came in to find me covered in hives and gasping. He hit me with an epi pen and called EMS.
Doctors take is I had an allergic reaction to multiple sources which overwhelmed my already low immunity. Seem that I now need to go the route of TOTALLY organic products. No scented products. Certainly no more bananas or pineapple (horrors onlive on bananas) Cautioned to only use unscented, non chemically treated hygiene products.
Live And Learn. Theory of my life. Only I would end up in ICU for four hours for taking a dump
Feeling fine now but eont be released from the hospital until the rest of my blood results are reviewed.

I’m so glad that you are feeling better now. Sending hugs for you.

 

[diaperfooties]

I was really into my plushies as a kid and my first strong and happy memories include spending a lot of time with them (each and every one of them has its own personality) like they were my friends. The feel of them, the smell of the fabric..magic. What horror when my mom had to wash them!! Instead of the typical "are we there yet"-question I asked "are they dry yet?", hahhaha!!!

I still have a main part of the original gang with me today. They help me to regress, relax and I just love them and feel lost when I don't have them near me. Nowadays the size of the plushie gang has grown to such an extent that I can hardly fit in the bed myself anymore. But that's okay, the more the merrier.

My brother and I were into them really big as well we had 2 stuffed animal hammocks full of them. I remember one day we were playing with them we had some pairs or briefs we put them on the bears and pretend they were diapers.

 

[diaperfooties]

Diaper commercials were always a big things for me. I also go into briefs and kind of saw them as kind of a sub for diapers.

 

[Andybun]

My earliest memory would watching my younger brother getting changed and enjoying the smell of powder as well as the crinkly noise of the diapers. Well, this was 1980.

In 1982, I was 4, my grandma fell sick with her first of three strokes. My brother and I would spend more time at relatives during this time to give mum space to care for her mum. My brother still wasn't dry at the time and on one occasion I wet myself all over while I played in the backyard. Auntie decided it would be better to have me in diapers and so I went back into them for a short but enjoyable while.

One year on my brother was dry and we had moved in with the grandparents because grandpa couldn't do the care and naturally mum jumped in.
One Sunday that year mum and grandpa had invited some of mum's step-brothers to lunch which was quite boring for a five and a three year old. I went to my room and to my surprise I found one of the old plastic pants my brother used to be put in. I took a small towel dropped it into the pant and pulled the entire thing on. After lunch my shirt had come off of my trouser and the upper end of the pant stuck out. Dad must have spotted it first and became very annoyed about it. He pulled me off the room and shouted something like "big boys don't wear diapers" while he stripped my clothes and the pant down. He then took a pair of scissors and cut the plastic pant into pieces.

Soon younger cousins would be born and I began to steal a diaper here and there.

One really significant moment to me as a DL would come when I was about 9.
Dads oldest brother had two living rooms. A big one where we would usually gather when we were around but also a smaller one where he would watch tv and doing his stuff. On one of these visits I discovered a collection of porn magazines and started to flip through the pages. One of these magazines was in din a5 format and a bit thicker than the other mags. The first half of it was usually porn stuff but the other half was all about lonely-hearts-advertisement, sort of. Of course, the folks there were not only interested in just the lonely-heart bit .... lol
I flipped through it as well, but at one of the final pages one ad stuck into my eye. It was about a couple into diapers looking for a third person to play diaper games.
Bear in mind that this was 1986/1987-ish and I was only 8 or 9 but already knew that I'd love diapers. This ad meant the world to me because right then I became aware, it wasn't just me with such desires and it became feeling much less odd.

 

[YungDL]

When I was like 4 or 5 we were on a trip with my family and their friends, there was other kids and one of them was still a baby that wore pampers. I remember sneaking with another kid in the bedroom and took one diaper. I put it on myself, we laughed, I feel nervous and hear someone coming so I get it off and thats it, I didn't know that years later the urge to do it again would come back !

I also remember that Tom&Jerry episode where Tom is getting diapered forcefully, even tho I don't like the fact that he doesn't seem to want it I remember it triggering my inner desire to wear diapers.

When I was older I saw a woman dirtying herself on the tramway (don't know if thats a word in english sorry) on my way to school, it smelled really bad and she just ran outside to a public toilet at the next stop. It was really weird for me as a kid but I think it triggered something too later on. The vision of her twisting herself before running outside in despair never really left my mind.

As I also said in my presentation post there was this girls that wore diapers on school trip, she had her mom with her for all the trip and saw them getting in a baby changing room at the museum we were visiting, when I think about it I think I was jealous of her. When I got home I searched for something along the lines of "Is it normal to want to wear diapers" on the internet.

These are the memories about diapers that I remember the most, and that might have brought me to wear diapers today. I'm still ashamed of it all honestly ahah

 

[OfficialPastelPoppet]

Seeing toddlers or older kids in nappies always made me feel oddly satisfied and a little jealous as a kid

 

[MikeDJ]

Im figuring it came from remembering getting diapered at a young age. Many people forget the sensations of being changed as they grow up. I remembered the feeling for years, the removing of the diaper (opening the tapes )and fitting it under my butt and fastening it on good and snug. I always remember the shiny plasticky feeling of it plus the crinkly sounds it made. All that stuck and right up to adult hood and always wanted to change into them. So nowadays its always a nice thick white plastic diaper I love fastening on before bed.

 

[MikeDJ]

Seeing toddlers or older kids in nappies always made me feel oddly satisfied and a little jealous as a kid

Yes..... I always felt that way when my cousin was visiting and was still in diapers. My aunt would get out the diaper bag and start changing him. It was the nice thick white Pampers at the time too... I would try not to stare but glance once or twice. In my mind deep down wishing my aunt was changing my diaper!!

 

[SillyLiam]

I just remember being a kid and being low-key envious of toddlers that were wearing diapers or pull-ups. Wishing that I was them. It was all very confusing and definitely chipped away at my self-confidence. I'm just glad that I eventually discovered there are other people like me, even though I didn't discover this until high school.

 

[onecho]

I'll echo what's been said in this thread in that seeing other kids in padding made me jealous, especially those that were maybe a bit older than they should be. Also, being around other moms who were sweet to me always make me feel young, likely because my mom wasn't very affectionate. Other than that, plushies and anything Disney.

 

[OfficialPastelPoppet]

Yes..... I always felt that way when my cousin was visiting and was still in diapers. My aunt would get out the diaper bag and start changing him. It was the nice thick white Pampers at the time too... I would try not to stare but glance once or twice. In my mind deep down wishing my aunt was changing my diaper!!

Yes! I remember watching my childminder change toddlers nappies when she would watch me before/after school. The older the kid, the more interested and jealous I would be

 

[FootiePJ]

Growing up what really had an influence on me was seeing kids in diaper or pull-up commercials, and imaging I was the kid in the commercial. I also like shows like Rugrats. I also remember when I was in elementary school, about 4th grade, there were some kids in my class that had pacifiers and would have them in their mouth during class time. They didn't need them for emotional reasons, but because they would see older middle and high school kids using them. Keep in mind that this was at a time when the rave scene was very popular. I wanted so badly to be able to use a pacifier at school back then, but I would have had a hard time putting it up when it was time to transition. I remember my teacher finally giving in and letting those students who had one use it in her class, but once it was time to switch classes, or go to specials or lunch, she made students put them in their cubbies or backpacks.

 

[Jim100]

When I was about three I was taught that only babes were diapers. Now I wet the bed and my pants along with pooping all this time. The pooping wasn’t as much but it did happen at least every other day. I remember in the morning waking up wet, my mother and grandmother were talking about me what they said I didn’t know until later. That nite after dinner and of course wetting my pants my mom bathed both that was staying with us and me. We went into the bedroom to get ready for bed on the way there my mom told me to get two diapers,(that was when disposables were just coming out in the mid 50’s), I knew that only one diaper was needed but I did so, not realize that the extra one was for me. She diapered the baby while I was looking for my underwear but none could be found. She picked me up and put me on the diaper oh boy there was the first tantrum of the nite now I instinctively opened my legs, now came the words, “I see you still know what to do”. I forgot to tell you she put my t-shirt on me before this. Now came baby powder then the diaper pins,(the first disposable diapers were pined on), she stood me up where I saw myself in the mirror at that age I wasn’t very happy. My mother asked me to say good nite to my father and others that were staying over for a few days not being very happy about this she still carried me out. Now back into the same bedroom the master bedroom where the crib was now comes my second tantrum; she put me in the crib. By this time I was a little thirsty and asked for something to drink big mistake. She came back with a couple bottles of milk one for the baby and the other for the other baby, me. I woke up in the morning wet and climbed out of the crib. About a hour later number two came out and about this time I knew why I needed diapers. Mom changed me and I accepted diapers after that for both day and nite for the next two and a half years. All cloth at that time. I wasn’t embarrassed about t-shirts and diapers either by them selfs or in the winter with some cloths.

When I was about five my mother asked me if I would wear diapers because of a very long trip where they couldn’t stop very often, I allowed this without fuss realizing this was for the best.

I had a cousin that needed nite diapers and would be diapered before bed when he slept over, not once did I tease him.

So when I got older with the MS and had a hard time with bladder and bowel controll accepting diapers wasn’t such a problem. Now I tell many others about diapers so if they or others have this problem they can accept diapers.

 

[Sleepybrandon]

I can say I have had a similar experience with the TV. Although I had very babyish tendencies growing up at multiple ages, I do remember seeing many cartoons that involved a diaper being put on a character such as on "the cat that hated people" or the time when Donald Mickey and goofy all got padded after the clock scene on the new year special. This could have contributed to my connection of conveyor belt diapering scenes.

It made me wish deep inside that I got to have that experience but it really isn't until about 2012 that I was able to turn on lullabies and I started to get memories and seriously take action on them, training to fall asleep when I hear them

 

[GermanDL]

I hope this is not too much....

I was 2010 in Afghanistan as a Soldier as part of the Quick Reaction Force of the German Bundeswehr.
At that time i had so much other stuff aroud that i did not think about my DL fetish much.

But at one day we had a massive firefight...i dont wanna go into detail, but i had some kind of
breakdown (i think i could hide it well enough) but the DL Fetish was back and not just the
interest of Diapers i wanted to be protected and a baby again...
On that Day i swore i will do whatever i like no matter what other think about me,
that doesn't mean i run around and tell people that i like wearing Diapers, i still try to hide
this but it ment that i started to do stuff that was unthinkable for me before.

The first thing was after i was back in Germany i was in a Market vor Entertainment electronic & Movies etc.
And i saw the Lion King lying there....this was my first Cinemamovie ever and i have the best memorys about it.
So i grabbed it and bought it and i was totaly shy and thought people are watching me and think im
not adult for buying a Childrenmovie, now i know thats not a big thing but to me it was somehow embaresing
but i had decided i will buy it, its my life, i will die some day and i will not regret things i have not done
because of false moral thinking or whatever.

So at evening i locked my door closed all my Windows so noone could see or hear what i was doing and i
Watched Lionking for the first time since 1994.
And it was the best time of my life and i don't know why i wanted to wear a diaper wile watching it...
Yesterday i realized this dream....and it was wonderfull

I hope this is not too much out of place or to personal....
I just feel like for the first time of my life i can speak free about my ABDL so i maybe overdo it
I can't speak with my Family about this, they don't know im ABDL and i think they would never understand....
i appologize to anyone that may is offended by this story.
But its the truth and i felt like its time say it.