The first memory...

We lived in a small duplex.  I was four.
Someone came into my room while I was napping.
I was laying on my stomach. 
I felt warm liquid on my hands and then on my bottom.  The warm water woke me up and I lifted my head and turned to look and see who was there.
I looked up and saw a cousin who was about 15 or 16 at the time holding one of my mom's sauce pans in her hand. 
She told me to "Go back to sleep"
I put my head back down on my pillow and fell back asleep.
Then she came back in and woke me up telling me that I peed the bed.  She got me out of bed and took me to the bathroom and put me in the shower.  I remember her telling me to turn around as she moved the shower head around to soak me with water.
 
I remember actually peeing the bed some time after that and when my mom came in to get me up in the morning I realized I peed the bed and told her I would get dressed myself.  I was very afraid of getting a spanking for wetting the bed.
After that mommy would never dress me again.  The next morning when it was time to get up and I asked her to help me get dressed and she told me that yesterday I said I was a big boy and could dress my self and she never helped me again after that.  I was crushed.
I remember sitting on the floor of my room very sad.