My grandma made me wear Pampers because I was a bed wetter and sometimes I had poopy accidents at night.
This was in 1987/88.
I was made to wear a diaper all the time, she said if I couldn't stay clean or dry my Pampers were my new toilet. Since it was summer most of the time I was only allowed to wear a shirt, socks, shoes, and of course a diaper inside and outside.
The first few weeks I couldn't ask for a changing. She would check my diaper and change it. After that she allowed me to ask to get changed, but I had to say that I was wet, poopy, or both. It was embarrassing telling her I had a dirty diaper, especially when the neighbor boy was over. He was 4 and out of diapers. And since he would spend the weekend on a regular basis I had little or no privacy. I wasn't allowed to go anywhere near the bathroom or the toilet, unless Travis was going potty. My grandma would make me watch him use the toilet. On many occasions when he was going poo poo my grandma would praise him for going potty in the toilet like a big boy. She'd always make it a point to tell me some day I'll be potty trained like little Travis was. Neither one of us had private bathroom time, but at least he got to use the toilet. Wetting my diaper was no big deal, I'd just wet as I played or whatever. Travis and my grandma never knew I was going peepee. But going poopy was a different story. Most of the time Id try to hold it and try to not go in front of him, but unfortunately more often than not I'd have to squat down wherever we were and load my Pampers right in front of whoever was around, including Travis and my grandma. I remember once we were walking in the neighborhood and I had to go. I thought I could hold it, but I couldn't. I told grandma I needed to stop for a second and then I squatted and proceeded to fill my diaper. My grandma laughed and said she was happy I was wearing Pampers. Then Travis asked if I was going poopy and she told him l was. She also told him I'd be wearing a dirty diaper until we got home and hopefully I wasn't too stinky. When I finish pooping, she lifted the back of my shirt and pointed to the back of my diaper and told Travis that I had a huge bulge in my diaper and I must have really had to poop.
I remember on more than one occasion being changed in public . So embarrassing when you have no privacy and everyone can see what's going on. A dirty diaper getting changed in public was the worst, especially at the park. And she'd also talk to me like a baby when I was being changed.
I remember one time we were walking around the block and I had to go potty. Since it was a number two, I stopped and started to squat down. Of course my grandma asked what I was doing, and I told her I had to do a poopy. She laughed and grabbed my hand and started to pull me along as I was squatted down and trying to poop. I couldn't stop walking because I was getting pulled along, so their I was trying to finish and being made to do this half walk and half squat and fill my diaper at the same time. My grandma was just laughing and telling me how funny I looked doing my 'squat walk'. Just as I was done loading my diaper, my grandma let go of my hand and said if I needed to stop and poop my Pampers then do it. Of course by this time it was too late, I had already filled my diaper, and she knew it. As I stood back up, she pulled up the back of my shirt that was barely covering my diaper, patted my bottom and said 'looks like my little man has a dirty diaper'. She laughed as she told me that my poopy diaper was pretty obvious, because of the huge bulge back there. She they proceeded to take my t shirt off, so all I was wearing was socks, shoes, and my clearly soiled diaper. As we continued to walk, my grandma kept patting my dirty diaper and telling me what a good boy I was for using my diaper.
When we got home, she saw the neighbor boy, Travis in his yard. She called him over and ordered me too turn around so he could see my backside. She pointed right at the back of my Pamper and told him I made a poopy on our way home. He started laughing as she told him how I squatted down in the middle of the street and loaded my diaper.
After we got home I was changed and told that from now on if I was in need of a change, I would have to tell her that I needed a clean diaper. I was instructed that if I was wet, I could only say 'I went peepee in my Pampers'.
Then I was told that if I poopy, I could only use the words dirty, poopy, poopoo, or stinky when asking for a clean diaper. I remember the first time I had to tell her I was poopy. The neighbors were over and I told grandma that I had a poopy diaper. It was embarrassing! Especially when she told me to get my diaper bag and she'd change her little man out of his dirty diaper. Luckily they left before I got changed. I hated when she would do it when others could see, especially if I had a dirty bottom.