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The holidays, and especially the weeks before, always give me mixed feelings. My bedwetting issues as a child always worsened the weeks before Christmas. My parents used to say the excitement was too much for me and i was very ashamed when they told others. I used to wet myself at night once or twice a month which i kept secret, but in that period it could happen once or twice a week, too often to hide for my parents. My bedwetting was ( partly ) caused by a very deep sleep were urgency didn't wake me up. And although emotions might have been a part, or even a trigger for the loss of my bladder control the problem was deeper, and not solely mental. But in that weeks carelessness, happiness and having a safe place among my family made me feel so relaxed that i slept so deep. Positive feelings had a negative side effect and i was well aware of it. Containment of these feelings seemed the best way of dealing with my problem.
Back then, in the early eighties i knew nothing about bedwetting. I thought it was something only babies do, that you had to be potty trained at the age of 4, at night maybe 5, and everything out of that was abnormal, something for special need, or maybe handicapped children. Not for children that are otherwise normal and healthy.
It bothers me now that back then it wasn’t recognised as a problem. I was 8, 9, or 10 and still bedwetting. Downsizing it by saying it's just the tension for the upcoming Christmas gifts, and " he 'll grow over it " didn't justify the problem. For me it was an issue i struggled with all year and came to a climax in that weeks. Of course i myself was to blame not telling the full size of the problem. Of course it’s looking back with the knowledge of today. Back then i blamed myself for having this feelings of happiness and carelessness that would carry me away so much that bedwetting was the result. Doing something about that feelings was the way how to be a child with normal bladder control.
As a teen the world around me obviously got bigger and the carelessness a young child has faded away. Still i had bedwetting, (and bladder pain ) issues but managed to keep it secret. In a way i did grow of it. Not that my bladder issues were solved, but by keeping my emotions under control it was manageable.
Today one can find information about bedwetting on websites and forums like this and i hope children and parents now know better. Where there is knowledge there is understanding and the possibility of treatment. And hopefully nothing but good memorys about the Holidays.
Back then, in the early eighties i knew nothing about bedwetting. I thought it was something only babies do, that you had to be potty trained at the age of 4, at night maybe 5, and everything out of that was abnormal, something for special need, or maybe handicapped children. Not for children that are otherwise normal and healthy.
It bothers me now that back then it wasn’t recognised as a problem. I was 8, 9, or 10 and still bedwetting. Downsizing it by saying it's just the tension for the upcoming Christmas gifts, and " he 'll grow over it " didn't justify the problem. For me it was an issue i struggled with all year and came to a climax in that weeks. Of course i myself was to blame not telling the full size of the problem. Of course it’s looking back with the knowledge of today. Back then i blamed myself for having this feelings of happiness and carelessness that would carry me away so much that bedwetting was the result. Doing something about that feelings was the way how to be a child with normal bladder control.
As a teen the world around me obviously got bigger and the carelessness a young child has faded away. Still i had bedwetting, (and bladder pain ) issues but managed to keep it secret. In a way i did grow of it. Not that my bladder issues were solved, but by keeping my emotions under control it was manageable.
Today one can find information about bedwetting on websites and forums like this and i hope children and parents now know better. Where there is knowledge there is understanding and the possibility of treatment. And hopefully nothing but good memorys about the Holidays.
