Weekend Update

Hi everyone, hope everyone had a great pre-turkey day weekend. I spent most of the day Saturday getting things ready to have family over. This will be the only post this week. It took me longer than usually to write this on Monday, sorry.

We had a very interesting day at the nursery on Sunday, though. I was getting the nursery set up, along with two other mothers. We weren't expecting a lot of kids today, as many families had already started their Thanksgiving travels. We did get some out-of-towners who came to our church for the first time. I heard some commotion out in the hallway, when a woman came to our nursery, towing an upset looking teenage girl behind her.

I went to the door to greet them. "Hi, how many I help you?" I asked.

"Hi, I would like to put my daughter, Allison into the nursery for today. She doesn't seem to remember how to be a big girl." The lady said.

"Well, we usually don't have an age limit, but we do require all children in the nursery to be in diapers, so I'm afraid that the next oldest child would only be three years old?" I explained. I could see her daughter's face turn bright red.

"Thats okay. Do you have any big enough for my little one?" The mother asked. I looked Allison up and down, and nodded. She should be thin enough for size six baby diapers. She was wearing a dark blue knee length dress, with navy leggings, and black flats. She was maybe a few inches under five feet tall, and about 80 pounds.

"How long will Allison be staying with us?" I asked.

"Until after bible study." The woman responded.

"Okay, I just have a few more questions for you, which will seem silly, but we have to ask them." I started, "Does Allison have any allergies we should know about?" The woman shook her head no. "Okay, great. Allison will be getting lunch after her morning nap, but would you like her to be fed a bottle before her morning and afternoon naps?"

The woman smiled, "That would be great."

"One last one, would you like her to be breastfed?" I blushed a little asking that.

"You guys do that?" The woman asked.

"Yes, I still breastfeed my two year old, and some of the other mothers who work in the nursery are still lactating too. It's not too common, but some mothers ask us to."

 "Yeah, you can feed her. Thanks so much." She pulled Allison closer to the door and gave me the teen's hand.

"No need to worry, we'll take good care of little Allison." I said as she walked away. I walked the girl into the nursery, shutting the bottom of the dutch door. I walked her over to the changing table and turned to look her in the eyes. "You understand whats going to happen now?"

She looked around and nodded, before swallowing and opening her mouth. "You...you're going to put a diaper on me?"

"Such a smart girl! Thats right, we're going to get you a nice, soft, diapee, so you can enjoy yourself, without having to worry about anything!" I cooed. I slipped my hands under her armpits and lifted her up onto the changing table. I took her shoes off, setting them in a cubby next to the table. I turned her so she could lay down. I hiked her dress up, exposing the her belly and the top of her leggings, before pulling the safety strap over her stomach. Once she was secure, I pulled off her leggings and panties. I pulled her panties out from her leggings, and noticed they were a little damp.

I set her leggings aside, after making sure they were dry. I showed her the damp panties, "Looks like someone had a little accident already? Good thing we're putting you in a diapee!" I cooed. I put the panties in a plastic bag, and set them in the cubby with her shoes. I grabbed a Luvs size 6 from under the table and set it down next to her head. As I grabbed some baby wipes to clean her up, I could see her looking over at her diaper. I grabbed her by the ankles and started to wipe her diaper area.

"Thats your diapee! Yes it is!" I cooed as she looked at the the diaper. "Soon, its gonna be a snugly taped around your little tushie! Ready for you to make me a nice present!" I continued wiping her front side, before pushing her knees to her chest. "Time to get that tushie clean!" I cooed as I wiped her bottom. Once she was clean, I grabbed the diaper and slid it under her. I lowered her legs down to set her bottom on the diaper, before quickly pulling it up between her legs and taping it up. I grabbed her leggings and pulled them up her legs and over her diaper.

I undid the safety strap and sat her up on the changing table. I could see that she was still embarrassed. Her diaper was crinkling loudly with every move she made, and the bulge was very noticeable through her leggings. "Hey, its going to be fine. Everyone else here is wearing a diaper too, so, just enjoy it, let us just take care of you." I said as I put her hair into pigtails with pink bows. She nodded to me. "Thats a good girl." I said, lifting her off the table, and carrying her across the room on my hip to a playpen, putting her in with an eighteen month old boy.

"This is Davy, he's one and half. You two play nice!" I said, giving the seat of a diaper a firm pat, before sitting her down on the floor of the playpen. I went to make my rounds and check on the other kids. It was pretty light today we only had four kids today, just Allison, Davy, Valerie, and a six month old girl who was currently occupying a baby swing in the corner. I decided that I only needed one helper today, and sent Davy's mom get a day off. I asked Mary if she wanted to focus on the infant, and I would take care of the other three. She agreed. I went and made a sippy cup of juice for Valerie and brought it to where she was sitting and coloring in a bible activity book.

I sat down and watched the kids for a bit. I noticed that Allison was actually playing with some of the toys in the playpen. I checked my watch, it was almost time for morning naps. I went over and prepared three bottles of formula. I gave one to Mary to give to the infant, before giving one to Davy in the playpen. I lifted Allison out and carried her to a rocking chair, sitting down, and positioning her on my lap, laying her back to rest her head against my chest. I took the bottle of formula and held it up to her mouth.

"Does baby want her baba?" I cooed, bumping the nipple onto her lips. "We gotta make sure baby has a nice full tummy for nap time!"

I kept bumping Allison's lips until she accepted the nipple and started drinking. I rocked her gently as she drank, patting her bottom as she drank. I could tell that her diaper was still dry and clean. I figured she would probably want to go before her nap. "Allison, do you need to use the potty?"

I watched as the teenager blushed from behind her baby bottle, as she nodded slightly. I gave the seat of her diaper another pat. "Okay, then go, I'll change you before your nap." I watched as she blushed more, and started squirming a bit, but soon I felt her diaper start to grow warm as her bladder let loose. "Such a good girl!" I cooed, patting her wet diaper.

Once her bottle was empty, I shifted her up onto my shoulder and started to burp her. I bounced her on my knee as I patted her back. After a little bit, she let out a burp. "Good girl!" I cooed, "Lets get you into a dry diaper."

I stood up and carried her to the changing table, repeating the same process as before, cleaning her up, and putting her into a fresh diaper. This time, I left her leggings off. Once she was in a fresh diaper, I grabbed a pacifier from a jar above the changing table and stuck it into her mouth, before carrying her to the nap room, laying her down in a crib.

I put Davy and Valerie down for their naps too, and went to clean up the nursery a bit. I my timer beeped when it was time to get the little ones up. The infant's mother came to pick her up right away, and Vinny came and took Valerie home. It was just Davy and Allison, I took Allison's nap time pacifier from her, and took her to the playpen, since she was dry, leaving her in just her dress and diaper. Davy was wet, so Mary changed him, putting him back in the playpen with Allison. I had Mary watch Davy and Allison while I prepared their lunches. I got four jars of baby food warmed up for the two of them.

I went to get Allison, and saw that she had a pacifier in her mouth now. I picked her up and checked her diaper, She was still dry, and I didn't feel any presents in the seat of her diaper. As I picked her up, Mary explained her the pacifier. "She was starting to babble, so I gave he a pacifier." She said.

"Oh okay." I said as I carried her to one of the highchairs. I sat her down, and pulled her dress over her head, and off, leaving her in just her diaper. "We don't want to get your pretty dress dirty!" I cooed as I fastened a bib around her neck, and strapped her into the highchair. I could see she was visibly embarrassed as I locked the tray in place. I started spooning the baby food into her mouth. I gave her a jar of carrots and a jar of prunes. Once she was done, I grabbed a baby wipe and cleaned off her face. I took off her bib and set it down next to the sink. I took the tray off her highchair and unstrapped her. I saw that her diaper was a wet. I picked her up and patted her diaper. "Looks like someone had a little accident?" She blushed. I stuck a finger in the leg of her diaper, and checked it. "Just a little damp. Not time to change yet." I cooed as I carried her over to the rocking chair again. "How about we wash down those num nums?"

I sat down in the rocker, and positioned Allison on my lap, like before, but this time, I grabbed a baby blanket, and tucked one end behind my shoulder, and draped the other end over her head. I reached under the blanket and unbuttoned my blouse, and unsnapping my nursing bra. I took my free hand and held the back of her head, guiding it to my nipple. Once it was in her mouth, she waisted no time sucking. I held on to the back of her head with one hand, and patted the seat of her diaper with the other, as I rocked in the chair. I saw Mary give me a smile from across the room as she cleaned up Davy.

After draining the left one, I repositioned Allison to work on the right one. I could feel her diaper start to get wetter as she nursed. Once she was done, I pulled her off, and buttoned up, before removing the blanket and burping her again. "Lets get that wet diapee taken care of!" I cooed taking her to the changing table. I changed her, and put her dress back on, setting her back in the playpen.

I watched her play for a bit, before taking her to take an afternoon nap. I went to wake up both Allison and Davy an hour later, and could smell that someone made a stinky. I checked Davy first, but was just damp. I put him in an exersaucer in the playroom, before going to back to Allison. I could see her blushing as I approached the crib. "Did somebody make a present in their diapee for me?" I cooed as I stood her up in the crib, lifted up her dress, and opened the back of her diaper. "Yes you did! Somebody made a big stinky!" I lifted her onto my hip, patting her messy bottom as I carried her to the changing table.

Just as I was wiping her bottom, Allison's mother came to pick her up. Mary let her in, and I let her finish changing her daughter's diaper. She thanked me for everything today, and left. That was a very interesting day.

-Veronica

No real post today

Today got away from me and I didn't have a chance to prepare a post. I'll see y'all Monday!

-Veronica

Bedwetting Step-Daughter, Email

I got a very nice email from a lady named Sondra, who wrote me about her step-daughter, Megan, who was fourteen at the time, came to live with her and her three year old daughter, Lily.

Hi, Veronica, I could not help but see the parallels between your situation, with your niece, Beth, and what I went through back in January of 2005 with my step-daughter, Megan. Megan was a bit different, in that she has a rare for of dwarfism. At fourteen years old, she was only three foot five inches tall, and only weighed forty six pounds. 

Things started off on the wrong foot. After picking up Megan from the airport, we were pulled over by a policeman, for not having Megan in an appropriate carseat. I did my best to explain to the officer that she was not a child, and had a disability, but he kept ignoring me. Unfortunately, the delay from the traffic stop caused Megan to wet her pants. I begrudgingly accepted the citation, and proceeded on to the next rest stop, so Megan could clean up a bit. I went to the trunk, and grabbed her a fresh pair of panties and pajama pants from her suitcase, as well as the travel pack of baby wipes from Lily's diaper bag. I let her go into the bathroom and clean up. I put her wet clothes in a plastic bag, and stuck it in the diaper bag. 

I decided to let Megan take a break, while I went and did some shopping. After seeing what Megan called clothes, I decided that her entirely black wardrobe was not appropriate for a child, and was set to replace it.  I went to Walmart, to get her a carseat, as well as some new clothes. I noticed, from her panties that she wore size 3T/4T which is about the same size as Lily as well. I got everything that wasn't overly babyish. Before I left, and I bought a case of Pampers Cruisers for Lily. 

I really was having trouble internally trying to figure out how to take care of Megan, since she was same size as Lily, my maternal instincts were to just treat her like another toddler, but at the same time, I had to remember that although she was pint sized, she was still a teenager, and that came with lots of emotional baggage. On the other hand, I own a daycare center in town, and I usually deal with potty accidents with a set of rules. I just wasn't sure if I should use the same rules I have for preschoolers to apply to my teenage step-daughter.

It didn't help that her first night with me, she wet the bed. Interestingly, i had just gotten an email from a parenting forum about bedwetting, so I filled out their form, with information about Megan. By the the next day, I already had a plethora of replies from other mothers who had similar situations. The majority of them suggested putting Megan back into diapers until she seemed ready to use the potty again. I just wasn't sure how she was going to react to wearing diapers, but after replying to all of the advice, I got one more email, this was from a woman named Meredith, who had her step-daughter move in when she was getting ready to start potty training her son. She waited for a morning when her step-daughter was dry, before asking for her help. They asked her if she would wear diapers with her little brother for a while, before potty training alongside him, to help him master the potty. This was one of the best ideas I had heard yet. 

One night, I went in to Lilys nursery to check on her when she was crying. After I calmed her down, I checked to see if Megan was wet. She was still, dry, which gave me an idea. I grabbed one of Lily's Pampers and put it on Megan as she slept. I came back early, before Megan woke up, and checked on her again. Sure enough, her diaper was wet. I quickly changed her into her panties and pajama pants. I came back in to her room ten minutes later, to wake her up, praising her for staying dry. I told her to go and run to the potty and meet me in the kitchen. 

When Megan came in, I sat her down and talked to her about Meredith's idea. I was planning on taking her and Lily to daycare today, for my first day back since Megan arrived. It would be easier on me and my if Megan would be just another toddler.  I explained to her that because of her disability, Lily didn't really understand that she was also a big girl, and not a little girl like her. I explained that if Lily saw Megan using the potty like her, it may help her get trained faster. Then I dropped the bomb, I told her that Lily needs to see that she's the same as her, and that I know that she doesn't need diapers, but I asked if she would be willing to wear them, and be treated like Lily for a little bit before we started training them both. At first she was defensive, and wasn't sure about my idea. Feeling self-conscious, I told her to forget I asked. Right then, I watched as she grabbed her crotch and ran to the potty. I brought some clothes to the bathroom for her to wear to daycare. I was offering for her to soak in a nice warm bath, when she said that she agreed to help with Lily. I told her not to worry about it, and just relax. I went to go and get Lily changed and ready for the day. I grabbed another diaper and carried it to the bathroom, setting it on top of Megan's clothes. I kneeled down next to the tub and washed Megan. When she was clean, I drained the water, and lifted her to her feet to dry her off. I asked her one last time if she was sure she wanted to help. She said yes, and I grabbed the diaper from on top of the pile of clothes. I told her that she didn't have to use the diaper, and could still tell me if she had to use the potty. I laid her on a towel on the floor and slid the diaper under her bottom, pulled it up between her legs, and taped it closed. After getting the diaper on her, I dressed her, laying down like I do with Lily. 

Once I had her standing there. There was really no way anyone would be able to tell that she was any older than four, at most. I had Megan play in the nursery as I gave Lily a bath. When I had Lily dressed and ready to go, I had the two girls sitting next to each other on the bed while I packed their diaper bag. It was hard to tell that Megan wasn't a toddler, she looked so cute, waddling after me as we went to go to daycare. I got both girls into their carseats and drove to daycare. 

Once we were at daycare, I instructed Holly, my employee to treat Megan like any other toddler. I saw her check Megan's diaper a few times, and gave her sippy cups to drink from. Holly said that Megan even used the potty. I saw Holly put Megan down for a nap in one of the playpens. Megan told me she had to use the potty after nap time, but when it was her turn to go, I found that her diaper was wet. She seemed a bit upset, so i offered to put her into underpants for the afternoon. She agreed, and I put her in a pull-up. I offered to take her home for the afternoon, since it seemed like her first day at daycare was a little much for her. She agreed and we grabbed Lily and left. 

I stopped at McDonalds, and got a booster seat for Megan, and highchair for Lily. I got them both happy meals. After that I took the girls to Walmart. I got everything I needed to potty train the girls: Pull-Ups, cloth training pants, two potty chairs, and potty training Elmo. Before we left, I asked Megan if she wanted to use the potty, but I saw that her Pull-up had leaked onto her pants. I took the girls to bathroom and got Megan onto the changing table. I cleaned her up and taped her in to a fresh Pamper. I took her back to the cart wearing just her t-shirt and diaper, sitting her in the seat. We checked out and went back to the car. 

I put the girls in the playpen to watch Sesame Street while I unloaded the purchases. Not long after I was putting the girls' pull-ups away, I got a call from Holly saying that she needed me back at the daycare. I told her I would be over as soon as possible. I went over and checked the girls's diapers. Lily was wet, and Megan was dry. I took Lily to get changed, and came back with a set of overalls for Megan. These had snaps on the crotch for easier diaper changes. I got Megan dressed and we went back to daycare.  

As I was getting ready for afternoon nap time, Megan came to me asking to use the potty. I told her that I couldn't take her right now, and to ask Holly, or our other employee, Lisa. I guess Lisa and Holly were both busy, because I saw Megan go back to the playroom. When it was time to get the little ones down for their afternoon naps, we went around checking and changing diapers. I saw Lisa go to Megan, and check her diaper. I saw her put a pacifier into Megan's mouth before carrying her over to the changing table. I asked her if everything was okay, and she said that it was, but Megan made a stinky and needed to be changed before her nap. I saw Megan hiding her face as Lisa unsnapped her overalls and get started changing her messy diaper. I took the boy I was changing to a nearby playpen to nap. I got busy with the other little ones, but saw Megan later, sucking on a bottle of formula in one of the cribs in the nap room. 

We wore diapers full time for about two weeks before we started potty training again. It worked out pretty well, both Megan and Lily were pretty quick to use the potty, and were full trained in about a month. 

Hope my story helps you with Beth!
-Sondra

Yes, that is quite eye opening. I really like how you didn't pressure into diapers. I think many parents could learn from your example!

-Veronica

Dealing with Teenage bedwetting, an email

I got an interesting email over the weekend from my post on Friday. It is from a teenager named Candice, who has struggled with bedwetting. She recently stayed with her grandmother, who had different ways of dealing her issues, than her parents.



Hi Miss Veronica, my name is Candice, and I saw your blog post about teenagers who wet the bed, so I thought that I would email you to tell you my story.

I am fifteen years old, and live in Waukesha, Wisconsin. My parents had to go out of town for a week this past summer, so I was sent to stay with my grandmother in Green Bay. I didn't realize that my cousin, Samantha was staying with her as well. Samatha is four, and is struggling to potty train. Things went pretty normal until bed time. My grandmother asked Samantha and I to come to the nursery she keeps for my younger cousins. She told me wait, as she undressed Samantha and put her in night time, all in one cloth training pants, before dressing her in her pajamas. Grandma turned to me and told me that it was my turn. She told me to just relax. I stood there as she completely undressed me, before holding an identical pair of training pants for me to step into. I took a deep breath and slipped my feet into the leg holes, and my Grandma pulled them up over my hips. They were really thick between my legs. I stood there as Grandma checked the fit. Once she was satisfied, she put a set of pajamas on me and led me over to the toddler bed that Samantha was sleeping. Grandma explained that if we were dry in the morning, we would be able to sleep without our training pants, but if we were wet, we would be in full time potty training. I got in bed, and Grandma raised the side rail.

Of course, the next morning, I woke up wet. It was nice, that the training pants were able to hold everything. I could feel that Samantha was wet too. All we could do was wait until Grandma came in. When she did, she pulled back the covers and checked our training pants. She said, "Well, it looks like I have two wet little ones, don't I? I think you two need to take a step backwards, so you can appreciate using the potty like big girls."

I didn't understand what she meant, but I watched as she lifted Samantha out of the bed and carried her to the changing table, where she as cleaned up and pinned into cloth diapers, and set down on the floor in just her diaper. Grandma came over and picked me up as well,  and carried me over to the table next, and did the same thing, I ended up standing next to Samantha, also wearing just a cloth diaper.

Grandma explained, "I want you two to realize how good you how good you have it. For the rest of the day, you will be wearing and using your diapers. Tomorrow, we will try the potty." While you are in diapers, you be getting bottle feedings, naps and any thing else a baby does."

I had never been more embarrassed. I had to use the diapers, all day, for not just wetting. And wasn't allowed to tell Grandma when I used my diaper. I had to wait for her check me. I had two naps, in the crib that day. I ate baby food in a highchair, and got fed four bottles of baby formula. 

The next morning, Samantha and I were put in cloth training pants, and t-shirts. Grandma had a potty chair set up for us in the living room, where we could go, with permission. Daytime accidents were never an issue for me, and didn't have any trouble making it to the potty, but, Grandma said that if one of us fails, we both do. So, if Samantha had more than two accidents in a day, we would both end up back in diapers for the rest of the day. 

I did my best go get Samantha to the potty. By the time I was supposed to go home, I had been dry for two nights, and Samantha had been dry during the day for 3 days.

-Candice 


I think her Grandmother had the right idea. It helped her with her bedwetting, and her cousin to was able to have a positive role model to imitate. I don't agree with potty training children before they're ready, but it seems like Samantha made the decision to be like her cousin.

I will have another email for you tomorrow!

-Veronica

Weekend Update

This was honestly a pretty uneventful weekend. Its been cold here, so Bailey and Valerie have not been able to play outside too much. And since we're not going anywhere where there's not a bathroom, Bailey hasn't had any accidents and had to be put in diapers at all. Beth has almost been like a big sister to both girls, keeping an eye on them for me.

The church nursery was equally uneventful. Nothing special happened.

On another note, I did get quite a few emails from people with their stories. I even had some teenagers who were put back in diapers for a time email with their stories. I will post them in the days to come.

-Veronica

Sorry for missing a few days

I just wanted to apologize for missing blogging a for a few days. I am honestly just busy with taking care of Beth and Valerie, and not having time to write every day at the moment. 

I invite anyone who has had to deal with bedwetting teenager, or a day wetting teenager to write in, at veronica.costello.ohio@gmail.com

Beth hasn't had any day time wetting issues, yet, but she did have a close call the other day. We were in the car, running errands, and she leaked a little into her panties, while we were stuck in traffic. I offered her one of Valerie's diapers when we got to the store, but she declined, saying that she would be fine until we got home. 

Let me know if you have any suggestions. 

-Veronica

Beth Update

Short post today.  Beth's bedwetting has been under control with her wearing diapers at night. She seems to have gotten used to it. She doesn't mind when I diaper her each night, and clean her up in the morning.

I did finally catch Beth sucking her thumb as she slept the other night. I am not going to worry about it, until she starts to suck it during the day.

Bailey came over yesterday, since she was off school, but I will talk about that tomorrow.

Again, sorry for the short post. See y'all tomorrow.

-Veronica

Weekend Update

Sorry for not posting on Wednesday, I got caught up in preparations for our trip on Thursday. So, lets get started.

First of all, I know that I had mentioned in my last post that I was trying to figure out how to get Beth to wear diapers at night. I ended up taking Mirah's advise, and confronting Beth before she went to bed on Tuesday night, asking her if she would wear a diaper, since she had wet the previous two nights. I told her that taking responsibility for her wetting was the mature thing to do, and if wouldn't be responsible for her own actions, she would lose some of her teenage privileges. She took the hint and let me diaper her.  Once I got her diapered, I tucked her in and went to bed. I got up and came into her room to check on her, and sure enough, her diaper was wet. I cleaned her up and let her get dressed for the day. I spent most of it, getting ready for our trip the next day, and diapered her again that night.


I want to start talking about preparing your family for a long, General Aviation flight. We flew on a rented Cirrus SR-22. We installed two carseats on the rear bench seat. You need to make sure that your carseat is FAA approved and inversion tested. We kept Valerie and Beth in the carseats for the flight. Tests, and accident data has shown that a five point harness carseat have saved the lives of children in survivable aircraft accidents, with forces in excess of 40 Gs. I also bought an iPad mount, and loaded the iPad with episodes of Sesame Street, and Peppa Pig that the girls to watched during the 2 and half hour flight.

The flight time brings me to the my second point, there are no bathrooms on General Aviation aircraft, and no pit stops along the way. I know for a fact that I would have a hard time holding it that long, I don't know men like Vinny do it. Thats why I put Beth in a diaper for the flight. After waking her up on the morning of our flight, I checked her night time diaper, as I had the day before, but instead of just cleaning her up and letting her get dressed, I put a fresh diaper on her, and then dressed her in a pair of overalls, and pink t-shit, before putting her hair into pigtails and pink bows.

On top of that, I wore a diaper as well. Thats right. I put MYSELF in diapers for the flight. Honestly, I am glad that I did. It gave me peace of mind, and I proved myself right. I ended up having to wet my diaper before we landed. As for Beth and Valerie, unsurprisingly, both were wet, but Beth had made a stinky! Valerie had too, but that wasn't surprising. When we landed in Chicago, I grabbed the diaper bag and took the girls into the women's restroom at the private terminal (FBO as they say in the aviation world). I pulled the down the changing station and laid down a changing pad. I lifted Valerie up onto the changing station and started to unsnap the crotch of her overalls, pulling them up over her diaper, before getting her cleaned up and changed into a fresh diaper. I set her down, and tossed her used diaper into the trash. I turned my attention to Beth. I undid the shoulder straps of her overalls, and let them drop. I lifted her up and laid her on the changing station, before popping a pacifier in her mouth and setting to work on cleaning her up. Just as I was doing that, a lady came in to use the restroom. I could see Beth blush as I had her legs in the air, wiping the poop off her bottom.
"Two in diapers, huh?" the woman asked as she walked past.

"Yeah, just had both of them make stinkies in their diapees on the flight." I said, half cooing to Beth.

"How old are they?" The woman asked.

"Valerie, over here," I said as I pointed, "is two, and this one," I said as I finished wiping the poo from Beth's crack, "Is sixteen. I put her in a diaper for the flight from Ohio, since two and half hours is a bit too long, even for a teenager to hold it."

The woman smiled. "Well, I guess somebody gets to be a toddler for the day then! How lucky!" The woman cooed Beth before heading into a stall.

I reached into the diaper bag to grab Beth a fresh pair of panties, only to realize that I didn't put any in there. "I'm sorry, Beth, but I forgot to put any of your panties in here. I guess its another diapee for you!" I grabbed one of Valerie's Pampers Crusiers, instead of another Swaddler's Overnight, like Beth had been wearing, and taped it on her. I got Beth off the table, and put her Overalls back on her. I was just about ask Beth to watch Valerie while I changed out of my diaper, but then the woman came out of the stall.

I turned to her and asked, "Would you mind watching the girls while I use the restroom?" She agreed and I went into a stall, still carrying the diaper bag. I took off my diaper and disposed of it in the trash in the stall. I wiped myself, and pulled on my panties and Jeans. I flushed the toilet for effect, and opened the stall. I thanked the lady and took the girls back to Vinny. When we got to the hotel,  I checked Valerie and Beth's diaperes. Valerie was wet, but Beth was dry. I changed Valerie, and took off Beth's diaper, putting her into her panties.

We had so much fun sightseeing and spending time in Chicago. The flight back was pretty much the same. Beth, Valerie and I were all wet by the time we landed in Marion on Sunday Afternoon.

Because we got back on Sunday afternoon, I didn't work at the nursery this weekend.

Hope you enjoyed the travel tips! See y'all tomorrow.

-Veronica

Beth's Behavior

As you all know, my niece, Beth is living with us now. She has been with for three nights so far and has wet the bed on two of them. I have been looking for suggestion on how to deal with it, and I just wanted to start by thanking everyone for the wonderful emails.

Let me share some with you. The first is from a nice woman named Mirah, from San Diego.

Hello Veronica,

  I am sorry to hear about the issues you are having with your niece, Beth, and her bedwetting. I had a similar situation some years ago, when my fourteen year old niece, Renee came to visit me and my daughter Amy. My daughter Amy, was five at the time, and still in diapers full time, since I did not feel that she was ready for potty training, a view that I can see we both share. Well, when Renee first came to visit, her mother had already warned me about her bedwetting. I wanted to let her prove her maturity to me. Her first night there, I did exactly what you did, I waited in her room while she showered, with a diaper and changing supplies, and gave her a choice. I offered her the diaper at night, to keep her bed dry and let her sleep soundly. She would only have to wear them at night. She asked what her other option was, too embarrassed to wear a diaper to bed. I told her that she was more than welcome to go to bed without a diaper, but, if she woke up wet, I would put her back into diapers full time for the rest of her stay, and treat her like the same as Amy. I told that teenagers should not be wetting their beds at her age, and if she was going wet without taking precautions, then she must still be a baby, like her cousin. 

She told me that she wasn't a baby, and felt comfortable sleeping in her panties. I told her that if that was her decision, then I would respect it. I took the diaper and left her to sleep. I went to check on her the next morning, and no surprise, she was wet. I told her to go and take a shower, and then come and find me. While she was cleaning up, I put her wet sheets in the laundry. She showed up in the laundry room, in just her towel. I took her by the hand to Amy's nursery, and straight to the changing table. I could see she was tearing up a bit. I told her not to think of this as a punishment, I told her that that by being a toddler again, she was getting the emotional support that she needed. I took off her towel and lifted her onto the table. 

I told her "Once I get you all powdered and into a fresh diaper you can enjoy the rest of the day without worrying."

I grabbed one of Amy's diapers from her stacker and grabbed Renee's ankles and powdered and diapered her. I got her off the changing table and checked the leak guards and fit of the diaper before saying "There, Baby os in a fresh diaper and ready to enjoy her day!" I walked her to her room and dressed her for the day.

Veronica, I encourage you to make a similar offer to Beth, and if she makes the wrong choice, don't be afraid to start treating her the same as Valerie. 

-Mirah


I don't know if I will go as far as putting Beth in diapers full time for refusing to wear diapers at night, while I do agree with Mirah, that children should be treated how they're acting, I feel like making an exception for now.  I am going to strongly suggest that Beth wear a diaper tonight. I am also going to have her wear a diaper for the flight to Chicago on Thursday too.

As far as Beth's thumb sucking, I haven't caught her doing it yet, but as soon as I do, I'm going to insist on her using a pacifier instead.

Finally, I want to talk about Carseats. I know that its a controversial position, but I believe a child, regardless of age, should still be in a carseat as long as they still fit. Which is why, even at sixteen, Beth has been riding around in a five point harness carseat.

See y'all tomorrow!

-Veronica

Weekend Update

This has been a crazy weekend! In addition to packing and organizing for our trip to Chicago this week, I also had to prepare for Beth coming to visit, or an indeterminate amount of time, as well as working in the Church nursery twice this weekend, once on Saturday for a wedding, and then like normal on Sunday!

Lets start with the wedding. I went to the church at around noon on Saturday. Since it was a wedding, I was working the Nursery alone. I got there early and got everything set up. Making sure the changing table was fully stocked and that we had plenty of baby food and formula. The ceremony was supposed to start at 5:00, but the wedding party would be arriving between 1:00 and 1:30, including the two flower girls, who I was told were going to be staying in the nursery until it was time for the ceremony. I was told there may be some other little ones who will need supervision during the ceremony, and definitely during the reception, which as also at the Church, but there should not be more than 4 little ones. I asked what they wanted me to do with the little ones before the ceremony, and was told to give them a nap at 3:00, then dinner following the ceremony, and I could put them to bed at 7:00, the wedding would be over by 9:00 and the parents didn't mind baby food and formula for dinner, or picking up their sleeping little ones.

Once I got set up, one mother came to drop off Flower girl number 1, her name was Annie, she was two years old. She was quite adorable! Her mother handed me a flower girl dress on a hanger, and told me that I should put it on her right before the ceremony, so it doesn't get dirty. She handed me a bag with a change of clothes and pajamas for later that night. The lady told that she threw in Pajamas for Hailey, the other flower girl. I put the bag aside, without opening it, and put Annie in a playpen while I waited for Hailey to arrive. I squatted next to the playpen, trying to entertain Annie when I heard some commotion from the hallway. I heard what sounded like a teenager complaining to her mother.

"Mom! Why do I have to do this! Im fourteen years old! Im not a little girl?" She complained.

"Your aunt wanted you and your cousin to be in the wedding, and you're not old enough to be a bride's maid, so this is the only other option." The mother lectured.

"But why do I have to stay in the nursery?" The teen asked.

"Because, thats the rules, flower girls stay in the nursery, until the ceremony, and for the reception. I'm sure you'll have fun! You and Annie will look so cute walking down the aisle together!" The mom  said as she and her daughter arrived at the doorway of the nursery.

I got up and went to the nursery dutch door. "You must be Hailey" I said, looking at a very short, skinny teen girl.

"Yes, thanks so much for watching the girls!" The mother said. I looked her, a little concerned. I opened the bottom half of the dutch door, and let Hailey in, telling her that to make her self at home.

I stepped out into the hall for a moment, to speak to Hailey's mom. "I just wanted to ask you about Hailey. I don't want to be rude, but we have a rule that everyone in the nursery has to be in diapers."

The mother said, "Yes I know. Just treat Hailey the same as Annie for the night. Diapers, naps, bottles, what ever you need to do. My sister essentially wants Annie and Hailey to be twins tonight."

I was shocked, but nodded. "Does Hailey know any of this?"

"No, good luck!" The woman said, turning around and heading to the bridal suite. Wow...this was not going to be fun, I thought to myself.

I took a deep breath and walked back into the nursery, closing the bottom half of the door behind me. I walked over to Hailey, who was kneeling next to the playpen that Annie was in. I put my hand gently on Hailey's shoulder. "Honey, can you come with me for a moment?"

Hailey stood up. I took her by the hand, which caused her to blush as I walked to over to the nearest changing table. "Honey, I know this is not what you want to hear, but there are some rules here in the nursery that you are going to have to follow." I waited for her to look at me before continuing. "Your mommy and auntie want you and Annie to be twins for today. Thats why they put you in the nursery. One of our rules here is that all the children we watch must be in diapers." I watched her cheeks get even redder. " I know you're a big girl, who knows how to use the potty, but we both need to follow the rules, okay?" I could see tears starting to form in the corners of her eyes. "I know its hard, but I promise it wont be that bad!" She meekly nodded. "Good girl." I said before giving her a hug. "I'm going to get you changed now, okay?" She nodded again.

I took a deep breath and lifted Hailey onto the changing table. I quickly pulled the safety strap over her stomach and and put on my gloves. I got her stripped out of her sweat pants and panties, before grabbing a Luvs size 6 diaper from under the table, setting it next to her head. I grabbed a baby wipe and lifted her by the ankles. I did my best to make sure she was clean, before grabbing the diaper and sliding under her bottom. I pulled it up between her legs and taped it snugly around her waist. I ran my fingers through the leak guards to make sure they weren't bunched up, before putting her sweats back on her and pulling them over her diaper. I unstrapped her and lifted her off the table, standing her up. You could easily see the bulge of the diaper in her crotch and bottom, as well as the top of the diaper sticking up over the waist of her pants. I took her by the hand, and walked her over to a kiddie chair, to do her hair. As she walked her diaper crinkled as she moved. I did it into pigtails, with baby pink bows, to match Annie. I finished the ensemble with a pacifier that I clipped to the collar of her t-shirt. I lifted her up, and carried her on my hip over to the playpen and set her down with Annie.

I let the girls play for an hour before I came over to check their diapers. I checked Annie, first, she was a little damp, but not bad enough to change, I figured I would just change her before her nap. And then I did the same to Hailey, finding her dry. I did notice that she as squirming a bit, so I reminded her that all of her poopies and pee pees belonged in her diapee, and that she should just go.

I went to the kitchenette and prepared two bottles of formula, bringing them both over to the playpen, and handing them to Hailey and Annie. Annie took hers and started nursing right away, but Hailey just sat there with hers. I gave her a little time to do it herself, before taking matters into my own hands. I lifted Hailey out of the playpen, and carried her to a rocking chair on the other side of the nursery. I sat down, and laid her across my lap. I took the bottle and started bumping her lips with it, cooing "Come on baby, its good for you!" She finally accepted the nipple and started nursing the bottle. I gently rocked back and forth in the chair as she drank, holding the bottle for her wile patting her diapered bottom with other hand. As she was drinking I felt her diaper start to get warm. I smiled at her and lot her continue drinking. Once the bottle was empty, I put a rag over my shoulder and started burping her. To my surprise she actually spit up a little. I cleaned her off, before carrying her to the changing table where I got her into a dry diaper before laying down for a nap in an empty crib, leaving her in just her t-shirt and diaper. I went over and changed Annie and put her down for a nap as well.

While the girls were sleeping I got two highchairs set up for their dinner, as well as laying out both of their flower girl outfits. Both girls had matching dresses, with matching ruffled diaper covers, white tights, and black Mary-Jane shoes.

When it was time to get the girls up, I noticed that Annie was wet again, but Hailey was still dry. I woke up Annie first, and changed her, before strapping her into a highchair. I went and work up Hailey, praising her for staying dry, and put her in the other highchair. I put bibs on both girls, and then spoon fed both of them three jars of baby food. One of chicken, One of carrots, and one of prunes. I cleaned their faces and hands with baby wipes before putting them back in the playpen.

Before long, I could smell that I somebody had made a stinky. I went over to the playpen to investigate, and it turned out both girls were messy. I changed them both, this time, leaving them in just their diapers, since I would have to dress them for the ceremony soon. Annie's mother came about 10 minutes later, asking if I needed help getting the little ones ready. I told her that would be great. I worked on Hailey, and she dressed her daughter, and soon, both girls were dressed identically.

After the Ceremony, both girls were brought back, both had wet diaper, as I got them out of their dresses. I changed them both, and put them into their pajamas, which for both girls were matching footed sleepers. I had to say, Hailey looked adorable in her sleeper with a big diaper bulge! I let the girls play until 6:30, then checked and changed both of their diapers before putting them down for the night.

Both girls were sound asleep when their mommies came and took them home at the end of then the night.  I could not believe that had happened. The next day at the nursery was pretty normal, and nothing of interest happened.


As I said before, my Niece, Beth is now staying with us. After I got home from the wedding I told her to start getting ready for bed. My brother had told me that she had been wetting the bed sporadically. I didn't want to pressure her, but I thought that maybe I could give her the option of wearing some protection to bed. I went to Valerie's room and grabbed one of her Swaddlers Overnight diapers, and walked into the guest room. I sat down on the bed setting the diaper down next to me, and waited for Beth to finish in the bathroom. When Beth walked in, her eyes got huge, and her face turned red. I patted the bed next to me and asked her to sit down. I told her that her dad told me about her recent bedwetting, and that I just wanted her to be comfortable. I told her that I wanted to give her the choice, of wearing a diaper to bed, and not worrying about a wet bed. She told me that she didn't think she was going to wet, and didn't need a diaper. I smiled and told her I respected her decision, and left her to go to bed. She was dry the next morning, but she we the bed last night.

I am planning to go in and offer her the diaper again, now that she has wet at our house. What do you think we should do? Feel free to comment or email me at veronica.costello.ohio@gmail.com

Lets see if you have any other suggestions. See y'all tomorrow!
-Veronica