🏞️ Diapered at grandma's
Part 6: Explanations and decisions
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I feel ashamed as I get back into the car. What will Dad and Lily say? Also, my jogging pants are a little wet.
As I settle into the car, Lily looks at my pants and immediately sees that they are wet. I can see she's about to smile and joke when she sees my face. She then realizes it's better not to say anything. Meanwhile, Mom has also settled into the car. She still has the two diapers in her hand.
"Who are these diapers for?" Dad immediately asks her.
Lily turns to Mom to confirm what she just heard. A second later, her head turns back to me with a questioning look, as if to ask if they are for me. I see her two eyes widen.
"A lady who was changing her boy in the bathroom gave them to me."
"But for who? For Tom?"
I see Dad look at Mom, who seems to have trouble believing that I might be wearing diapers again.
"Yes… We talked about her son who still wets the bed and wears diapers. I told her that Tom had an accident last night, that he was going to sleep at my mom's, and that she wasn't happy last year about bedwetting accidents. So she gave me these diapers to try on him."
At that moment, Mom places the diapers on the car's central armrest. They are a few dozen centimeters away from Lily and me. My gaze is fixed on them and I feel Lily's gaze on me.
"And do you plan on making him wear them?"
"I don't know… I suspected you wouldn't like it..."
"It's not about liking it or not, but Tom is 9 years old, he's too old to wear that."
"You know, this lady's son is 7 years old and the diapers fit him, they make sizes for older children too."
"Maybe, but Tom only has a few accidents, is it really necessary to make him wear these..."
I can feel Dad struggling to say the word "diaper". I prefer not to say anything, and I lower my head. I feel Lily's hand on my shoulder.
"What do you think, Tom?"
Mom asks me the question, and I know that everyone in the car is looking at me and waiting for my answer. Several seconds pass and my throat is tight, I don't know what to say, I'm too ashamed.
"Tell me, say it nicely," Mom says.
"I don't really want to," I say quietly.
"I understand, and if we were home, I wouldn't even ask you. But at grandma's, it's a bit different. It's not easy for her to deal with wet laundry, it would save her time and worry. You know, she's getting older."
Even though I don't like waking up wet, or even soaked should I say, wearing a diaper is quite humiliating.
"Babies wear diapers!" I say.
"Not at all! You know, there are older children and teenagers who still wet the bed, and even adults. Did you hear what the lady in the bathroom said? She said there were other children in Sébastien's class, and in your class it's very likely the same. Maybe even some of your friends wet the bed."
"But they don't necessarily wear diapers."
"That's true, you're right. But wearing a diaper also has its advantages you know."
Hearing this, I look up and look at her. She probably sees my surprise.
"Yes, by wearing a diaper, you don't wake up with a wet pajama and a cold bed. It also allows you to sleep longer. Diapers shouldn't be seen as something for babies, but more as something that helps you sleep better and also protects the bed."
"What if I wear one," Lily says, "will you wear one too?"
I turn to Lily and look at her.
"Why do you want to wear one? You don't need it, you don't wet the bed."
"If I had to wear a diaper, I would be happy to have you wear one too," she says kindly.
"Thank you, Lily, you are truly amazing," Mom says looking at her. "What do you think, Tom?"
I think for a moment and finally answer.
"It's true that I would feel less ashamed if I wasn't the only one wearing one. I agree. Thank you, Lily."
"Thank you too, Tom," Mom says. "I'm glad you made this decision. I'm relieved and I think grandma will be too."
"Let's take it as a game," Lily adds.
I'm not sure if she's right, and I just smile at her. I then look at Dad, he's driving, and his face looks serious, he doesn't say anything. I wonder what he must be thinking.
We change the conversation topic and I almost forget what just happened when Lily says softly,
"I have something to tell you about the diapers, but I'll do it when your parents are not around."
I question Lily with my eyes. I want to know what she has to say, but she changes the subject back to what we were talking about earlier.
The journey continues and the topic of diapers is not brought up again. We make several stops, especially to eat and to go to the bathroom, but this time, I don't see a mom changing her son in the bathroom. I'm glad my jogging pants dried before we arrived at grandma's."
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