I had been potty trained at an early age
but still had accidents once in a while like most
and wore a pull-up to bed every night.
I was just starting pre-school (at an early age) and was doing really well with no accidents or anything.
About a month and a half into starting school I had an accident.
Well, this preschool was also a daycare and they took care of youngsters of all ages from babies all the way up to 18.
There was hardly anyone over 13 there but the people that were over 13 usually helped take care of us younglings.
Well at this daycare when we had accidents we were put into a diaper and our clothes were changed.
Also, you were kept in the diapers for a week straight if you stayed dry you could get out of said diaper but if you had another accident the time spent in diapers was doubled.
So then it was 2 weeks in diapers if you had an accident in that time the time again was doubled and it was a month if you couldn’t stay dry for a month then you were taken out of preschool and put into the regular daycare with all the babies.
Well, I was doing good with staying dry while in that first week then the last day mere hours before my mom was suppose to pick me up I had an accident in the diaper.
After that day I started having accidents on a daily basis and ended up getting taken out of the preschool program and put in with the babies.
I wasn’t actually complaining it was pretty fun.
I mean I didn’t have to do anything or anything it was nice got to sit there in a diaper all day never having to worry about going to the bathroom and I even got fed.
I was given a bottle every day and naptime and I was living a good life.
My mommy ended up getting a little upset about it though because she had potty trained me and here I was back in diapers.
Well the next year came around and I had been re-potty trained over the summer and started preschool again.
This time I went almost all year w/out an accident then I started having them daily again this time I was kept in the preschool program and just put into pull-ups every day.
Pre-school ended and summer began and it was just a daycare for me and I had stopped having accidents for a while (although I was still in pull-ups everyday).
Kindergarten started then and I was no longer in diapers or pull-ups at home other than at bedtime.
Again I was doing well all year and then there was 1 day when all the kindergarten classes were doing an activity.
I don’t remember the details but I remember a lot of people having accidents and leaving the classroom.
I happened to be 1 of those people and got sent up to the nurses’ office for a change of clothes.
When I got there, there were 3 people in front of me 2 boys and a girl.
They were all helped first and then the nurse looked at me all somberly and said I’m sorry hun but were all out of clean clothes but if you really want I can let you go back in this and she held up a pink pull up, pink mini skirt, and a pink shirt with gemstones in the shape of a heart that said the princess.
Well, I didn’t want either option really but decided to take the clothes he offered me.
I was helped into the pull up then she held open the skirt for me to step into and pulled it up so that it covered my pull-up.
Then she had me lift my arms and pulled the top down over my head.
As I was walking out I realized how short the skirt was and turned around and asked how I was supposed to keep my pull-up from showing.
She just said sit lady-like with your knees together or crossed and don’t reach for anything that’s too high and you’ll be fine.
I said ok and walked back to class.
The second I walked in the class erupted with laughter.
After school, the bus that took us to the daycare center wasnt much better the whole way there I was teased about having to wear girls clothes and 1 person even lifted up my skirt to reveal my pull up.
That just brought new taunts and new jeers to their head.
By the time we were at the Small World daycare center, I was in tears.
I was helped inside and led to where the babies were because I couldn’t stand looking at the kids my age.
After that day I started having accidents again daily.
My mom sent me to school in a pull-up and I had a few extra in my backpack.
w/in a month I was in diapers again 24/7 I was sent to school with them my teacher the nurse and the principal were informed that I was in need of diapers and anytime I needed a change I would be excused up to the nurse’s office who would then change my diaper.
This went on for another year and at the daycare center (someone found out about my diapers) I was too embarrassed to play with the other kids so I decided to go back with the babies every day even during the summer.
All the way up until 3rd grade I was in diapers then I was too big and started wearing pull-ups.
They weren’t as absorbent but they did the trick.
After 3rd grade, I seemingly gained control overnight.
It was amazing I didn’t have an accident for months I was in a pull-up every night but I was usually dry in the morning and always dry all day. I was dry for years then freshman year of high school hit.
I started school and the workload got really stressful and I started wetting the bed again.
I started wearing goodnites every night to bed and was tremendously embarrassed.
I would have an accident once or twice a week for the next 4 years.
Then shortly after graduating I started worrying about my future about a car and college and work and everything else in my life and once again started having daytime accidents.
I informed my mom who took me to a doctor they said it was just stress and a phase and I would regain control shortly.
It never happened
I’m still in diapers 24/7 now but I’ve accepted myself for who I am and have even dubbed myself a sissy.
I do like my diapers and will even now have pretty little dresses that make me feel even more babyish.
