I had been potty trained, however, I still had accidents once in a while, like a lot of youngsters had, and wore a pull-up to bed every night.
I was just starting pre-school and was doing really well, with no accidents or anything.
About a month and a half into starting school, I had an accident in my diapers
At this daycare, if we had accidents, we were put into a diaper, and our clothes were changed.
Also, as extra punishment, you were kept in diapers for a week straight.
If you stayed dry for the week, you could get out of diapers.
However, if you had another accident, the time spent in diapers was doubled.
So then it would be two weeks in diapers.
If you had an accident in that two weeks, the time again was doubled.
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 well with staying dry, whilst in the first week.
Then the last day, mere hours before my mom was supposed to pick me up. I had an accident in the diaper.
After that day I started having accidents on a daily basis.
I ended up getting taken out of the preschool program and put in the nursery with the babies.
However, I wasn’t actually complaining it was pretty fun.
I mean, I didn’t have to do anything whilst I was in the nursery.
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 all over the summer before I could start preschool
This time I went almost all year without an accident.
Then just before I was set to start preschool again, I started having accidents daily.
This time, I was kept in the preschool program, and just put into pull-ups every day.
Pre-school ended, and summer began.
It was just a daycare for me, and I had stopped having accidents for a while, (although I was still in pull-ups every day).
Kindergarten started then, and I was no longer in diapers or pull-ups.
Though at home, I was made to wear them at bedtime.
Again I was doing well all year.
This was until one day, where 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 one 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 before I was.
When it came to my turn, the nurse looked at me all somberly and said
“I’m sorry, but we are all out of clean clothes. If you really want, I can let you go back to wearing these”.
Then 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 she offered me.
I was helped into the pull-ups, then she held open the skirt for me to step into, and pulled it up so that it covered me.
Then she had me lift my arms, and pull the top down over my head.
As I was walking out I realized how short the skirt was.
I turned around and asked,
“How am I supposed to keep my pull-up from showing?”
She said,
“Just Sit lady-like, with your knees together or crossed, and don’t reach for anything that’s too high and you’ll be fine”.
” Ok”, I replied, and I 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 wasn’t much better.
The whole way there I was teased about having to wear girls’ clothes, and one person even lifted up my skirt to reveal my pull-ups.
That person brought new taunts and new jeers to the proceedings.
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 being with the others.
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.
Within a month I was in diapers again 24/7.
I was sent to school with them.
My teacher, the nurse, and the principal were all informed that I was in need of diapers.
As well as this, they were informed that anytime I needed a change, I was to be sent up to the nurse’s office, who would then change my diaper.
This went on for another year.
At the daycare center, one of the other charges found out about my diapers.
I was too embarrassed to play with the others, 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.
After which, It was thought I was too big, so I started wearing pull-ups.
Pull-ups were not 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
I started wetting the bed again.
To my embarrassment, I started having to wear good nights diapers every night
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.
I worried about having a car, going to college, going to work, and everything and everything and anything else in my life.
At this time, I started having accidents again.
I informed my mom who took me to a doctor.
The doctor said it was just stress, and I would regain control shortly.
It never happened and I am still in diapers 24/7.
I have now 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.