Posted by Tanya on August 07, 2005 at 19:50 [70.57.99.219]
In Reply to: You're Remembered Fondly... posted by L.E. on August 06, 2005 at 18:42
Thanks ever so much for your very kind words. I’m flattered you hold me in such high regard. I wanted to get an answer off to you tonight after the usual busy Sunday and before my school night (Yea! I graduate from ASU in December) bedtime of 9:00 pm. And no, you’re not one of the one’s who write those idiotic answers to every posting on the Wetset AB board.
You asked whose decision it was to learn to wet in my sleep. Well, I’m not sure either one of us made an actual conscience to decision for me to do so. Having been very ill when Daddy “discovered” me, spending six weeks in the hospital after that, and then going through a lengthy and sometimes very turbulent drug rehab I did experience some bedwetting problems. I had a lot of demons to fight after living on the streets for five years.
Some time after moving in with Daddy and while still in rehab we decided that after changing bedding a few times in the middle of the night maybe there needed to be a better way. A couple of days later He informed me that I was going to be diapered at night, at least for the time being. It started out with disposables and quickly progressed to cloth and plastic panties. I didn’t care for the disposables, although they met an immediate need. But the first night I was put into a cloth diaper I was hooked. There is something very comforting and loving about powdered and being pinned into a soft, thick diaper and then having your panty snapped on over it. I wish I could put it into words.
After that things just sort of progressed on their own. Fact is I like wearing a diaper to bed and even sometimes during the day at home. Somewhere along the way the rule of “if you’re diapered, use it” appeared, and I like that rule very much. Daddy will make it all better. As I got my life back together and my relationship with Daddy solidified I made it known that I wanted night diapers permanently. Within several months I got so comfortable with them and my place as Daddy’s Little Girl that it seems I just started to “unlearn” night time control.
Well, I shouldn’t have been so long winded. Please forgive me. And it’s 8:00 pm and time to start getting ready for bed.
Good night and Hugs,
Tanya
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