Name: J
Ages: 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12

When I was a kid I used to wet the bed, so finally after a while my mom 
and dad decided I should wear those pull ups to bed so they wouldn't 
have to wash the sheets all the time and change me and my sheets every 
night. one day we went to the grocery store and we walked around buying 
the usual stuff. then my mom brought me into the baby aisle and picked 
out a big bag of pull ups and put them in the cart. when we got home 
that night after dinner she called me into my room and helped me 
undress and then laid me on the bed and slid a pull up through my legs 
and pulled it up fast and then stood me up and helped me step into my 
pajama pants and put my shirt on. it felt thick. she then picked me up 
and put me in bed and shut the lights off. this went on every night, my 
mom would put the pull up on me, id wake up soaking wet and change in 
the morning and go to school. many weekends my aunt had me and my 
sister sleep over with my cousin just for a get together and to have 
fun. my mom always packed up a bag of my clothes and put in the pull 
ups. I remember my aunt would always take me into the bathroom before 
bed and help me put the pull up on. it was embarrassing and I usually 
tried to get out of it by saying I didn't need it but she always made 
me. once we went to a park for the day and I was feeling a little 
queasy and I pooped in my pants because there were no bathrooms and I 
had to go really bad. my aunt was a little upset and she and I went 
back to the house to get clean clothes and since I had only brought 
enough pull ups for the 2 nights there she stopped at a store and went 
in to buy more. however she came back with baby diapers because she 
said they didn't have pull ups there. so she laid me down in the back 
of the car and diapered me and put my shorts back on. it was very thick 
between my legs and I cried because you could hear it crinkle and I 
didn't want my cousins to know I was wearing a diaper. we then met back 
up with my cousins, uncle and sister again and no one said anything 
about the diapers although I'm sure they noticed. I ended up wetting 
the diaper in the car ride home too. when we got to the house my aunt 
took me in the bathroom to take it off and was surprised to see that it 
was used. so she got a little madder and re-diapered me and made me sit 
in the corner for the rest of the afternoon. I hated it. when my mom 
came to pick us up she told her all about the diapers and packed the 
rest away in my overnight bag. from then on anywhere we went in public 
or where there wasn't going to be bathrooms my mom made me wear the 
diapers until I could prove I could handle it without them. my sister 
knew about the pull ups at night and the diapering in public but she 
never really cared. only years after I stopped bedwetting she started 
occasionally making fun of me for it. like she'd tease me about it 
saying "at least I didn't have to wear diapers to bed until I was 11!" 
I never really cared, though.