I was the eldest sibling of 12 children. My mommy and daddy were always busy , so I raised all my brothers and sisters. I loved changing their cloth diapers, feeding them their baba's, bathing, reading bedtime stories, singing, and rocking them to sleep. I would be stern at times when they would throw their temper tantrums. I thoroughly believe in spanking naughty babies, but with love of course.

I got married after raising the youngest sibling. My husband began his AB/DL almost a year after we married. It started, one night when he was nursing from my lactating nipples. Drinking all that milk made him have to go tee tee. I told him don't go potty, wait right here. I returned with you guessed it, an adult diaper and plastic pants. A look of surprise on his face turned into a smile. I removed his underpants, and slid the diaper under his bare bottom and fastened his diaper. "Now you may go in your diaper." It turns out that he had always wanted this. Sometimes he changes my diaper too.