Scenarios. What IFs...

I grew up in the 1970s. A period where parents were rough and tough -- strict, on their offspring. I was no different.

They were like this because, they claimed, they "loved us".

Well, my experience was like that too. Specifically, as I have written here about 3 years ago, my babyhood was  cut short in the Spring of 1969 due to my Mom not wanting to look after two babies at once.

Yet, at the time, I had three spirit guides advise me to wet the bed so that I'd be put back in to diapers, something that i wanted. I gave excuses like "I'm scared of the reaction from my Dad and his Dad".

So, decades later, all I'm left with are the "what if's". Scenarios of what could have been, had I listened to my guides.

OK, here we go...

I had these two neighbours who lived across the street from me. Sean and Paul Currie. Sean was my age when I met him, around 5 yrs. old or so. While Paul, his younger brother, was 3 yrs. old.

Sean used to cross Harrow to come to the door to ask if I could spend some time playing together.

If this alternate timeline had happened, it'd go something like this...

It's warm Summer day in June 1971 around 17h30. The sun is shining. I am sitting cross legged in the living room, watching television, when the doorbell rings. I am in my cloth diaper, plastic pants and an undershirt. My diaper is wet.

My Mom was cooking supper but answers the door. It's Sean. She asks that he wait for a few minutes, but doesn't say why.

I hear his voice and immediately go to my room, while Mom asks if I need my diaper to be replaced with a clean one. I say yes.

I climed up on my mattress and pulled off my wet diaper. Then she used a wet washcloth to gently clean my diaper area of urine, so that I don't smell of it.

Next, I lay down while Mom pulled the clean cloth diaper up over the front of my privates, and pinned it together. Finally had my legs lift up so she could put a clean pair of plastic pants on me.

I was almost ready to go to play with Sean and Paul.

I had to choose some summer clothing because it was really hot out.

I picked out a baby blue coloured striped t-shirt and I put on a pair of navy blue shorts.

I was now ready to go outside to play for a bit while Mom made supper. I was not to go away from the yard because supper was almost ready. The Currie family had supper at 5 pm like all the other neighbourhood kids families. We ate at 6 pm for some reason.

I opened the back door and said "Hi Sean and Paul". "Hi Jim".

I can't really remember what we used to talk about when we were playing, but I remember we used to go to the neighbourhood park on Harrow a lot.

My friends stayed in my yard while I had to go back in to eat. I went back out a few minutes later and we walked over to Harrow Park.

Because they had always known me prior to me re-entering babyhood, and because his brother Paul had been wearing diapers even at age 3 yrs, they never ever said anything to me like "why are you still wearing diapers?" I was thankful for this.

We spent some time on the merry go round, the swings and the sandbox.

Back then we were what's called "free range kids", meaning that as long as our parents knew where we were, we could roam the neighbourhood playing with our friends.

After about 1 hour, we had to return home to go to sleep.

I wet my diaper a bit while I was walking back home, but it wasn't enough to require another clean one for the night.