I PUT MY SON BACK INTO DIAPERS Base: teenage bedwetting Keywords: diapers, potty-train Date: Wed, 26 Jun 1996 00:41:59 GMT From: (unknown@ref-11.library.ohiou.edu) I am a 55 year-old mother of four grown-up children. When my eldest son Marty was five, I felt that I had no other choice but to put him back into diapers and plastic pants. Of all of my children, Marty was the hardest to potty train, he was not completly out of diapers untill almost the age of four.But there were PROBLEMS!Marty kept on messing his pants like a baby, for almost a year after he was out of diapers.Granted, he didn't mess his pants every day, but it was often enough for me to become enraged at his behavor.You have look at it from my point of view, I was tired of washing out his dirty underwear, pants, not to mention the furnture. Once, he even got poop on my brand new couch!Each time he had an excuse, "I got busy playing" or "I tried to hold it". But I was sick and tired of all of his "accidents". Enough was enough!!!I soon began to threaten him with being put back in diapers like a baby. At first the threat worked, almost a month went by with no messy "accidents".Then one day, when a girlfriend of mine came over, Marty walked into the living room where we were talking and I smelled something "suspious".When he told me that he had another "accident", I flew into a blind rage. Instead of spanking him (like I felt like doing), I took him by the arm and led him to the master bedroom where I had everything all ready for him. When I had threatened him with wearing diapers in the prevous month, I went ahead and dug out of the closet all of his old baby things, cloth diapers, pins, plastic baby pants and some baby bottles.I had also went to the store and bought baby powder and lotion.I had hoped that I would not have to put my five year-old son back in diapers, but I was so angry and frustrated. I reasoned that, if he wouldn't stop messing his pants like a baby, then I was going to treat him just like a little diapered baby.I really wanted to punish him and make him stop.I was so tired of the messes!!! As I took him by the arm to the bedroom, my girlfriend followed us in and kept trying to calm me down, by saying things like, "He's just a little boy, accidents will happen". I angerly replied that,"NO, HE'S NOT A LITTLE BOY, HE'S A LITTLE BABY, BECAUSE ONLY LITTLE BABIES POOP THEIR PANTS!! AND SINCE HE'S A BABY, HE'S GOING TO WEAR DIAPER JUST LIKE A BABY!!My girlfriend and I had talked about this before, she didn't think that it was a good idea, but then she didn't have to put up with all of Marty's "accidents". when Marty heard me say that I was going to diaper him he started crying and promesed never to mess his pants again. But I had heard all of that before, always with the same results: me cleaning poop off of the floor, furnture and good clothes.No,I had already decided, my five year-old son was going back into diapers until he decided that he wanted to be a "big boy" again.My girlfriend helped me to clean him up and watched me while I diapered him.Marty was small, even for a five year-old, so the diapers and plastic baby pants fit him with no problem.After all, it had been less then a year since he was "potty-trained". It didn't take very long to put my son back in diapers Within a few minutes, I had folded sevral diapers together, sliped them undernieth him and had powdered his bottom. He cried and promised not to mess his pants again. As I pinned the diaper on, I told him that he had been given enough chances to quit having "accidents".After I diapered him, I put plastic pants on him over the diapers and sternly told him "STOP CRYING!YOU WANTED TO POOP YOUR PANTS LIKE A BABY, WELL NOW YOU ARE GOING TO WEAR DIAPERS JUST LIKE A BABY!! DO YOU UNDERSTAND??I'M GOING TO KEEP YOU IN DIAPERS AND BABY PANTS AND TREAT YOU JUST LIKE A LITTLE BABY!!DO YOU UNDERSTAND?? I kept my son in diapers for a few months, it was much easier changing messy diapers, than cleaning up messes on the floor or furnture. My neighbors thought I was weird, my family thought that I was an "unfit" mother but what else could I do? All the time though, I was wondering if I was doing the right thing, in the end, I was.It wasn't the wearing of diapers and baby pants that finaly got my son to stop messing his pants, it was the shame and embarresment that went along with it.I wanted to teach my son that messing his pants, even if he was diapered, was unacceptable.So every chance I got, I drew attention to the fact that he was still in diapers, still pooping his pants like a baby.If I had company over and Marty showed signs of a coming bowell movement, I made sure that everyone in the room knew what "the baby" was going to do in his pants. I would usualy say something like, "OH,OH, I THINK SOMEBODY'S GETTING READY TO FILL THEIR PANTS". Or if I smelled something "suspious" I would walk right over to where my son was standing, an anouce, "SHOO,SHOO, SMELLS LIKE WITTLE BABY JUST WENT POTTY IN HIS PANTS".Then after everyone looked in our direction, I would pull open the back of his diaper and plastic baby pants and "confirm my suspisions", usually saying something like, "GOODNESS, BABY POOPED HIS PANTS, DIDN'T HE?". And when we went out in public, I always "doubble diapered" him, so that everyone would see the tell-tail signs of a bulky diapered bottom. After a few months, my son "grew-up" and stopped messing his pants.It seemed to me that the "baby treatment" worked, it was drastic, but it worked.Eventualy, the endless hulmilation, and embarresment of wearing diapers and being "babied" got my son to stop pooping his pants. Shortly after I took Marty out of diapers (for good) I started recomending this to my friends who were having trouble potty-training their children.If their child was past three, and still wetting or messing their pants, I would casualy say, "Why don't you just put them back in diapers and treat them like babies, that's what I did when Marty wouldn't stop messing his pants like a baby".I now regret what I did to my son, and what I advised other frustrated mothers to do. You see, a few months ago my son Marty, now 37 years old, came to me and poured out his heart to me.He told me that he is an "adult baby" who loves to wear diapers and baby pants while fantisizing about being a baby.He told me about how he has these desires since he was five, that he has faint memeroies of when I put him back into diapers to stop his messing.He doesn't remember all of the details (thank god) but he remembers enough, and these memeroies form a basis of his fantisies.I told me that he loves to poop his pants when he's in a diaper, and that he always wants to be watched and playfully teased while he does it in his diaper. This is excatly what I had did whenever I discovered that he was trying to fill his pants, I playfully teased him and tried to make him "feel like a baby" in order to shame him into not needing a diaper.How wrong we are, when we use diapers as wepons in the battle to control our children feeling guilty.