Being Weaned From Onsies

I have a confession: I love white onsies!

Let me just tell you that in by book (whatever that means) onsies are the best invention EVER. It's like baby underwear! When a shirt gets tucked into a neck or an arm pit, or it gets bunched up in the back, onsies keep the sensitive baby belly from being exposed. Maybe that's over the top modesty but, teaching modesty can never start too young.

Onsies also protect a baby's skin from abrasive cold snaps. They protect from scratchy tags. They are a great layer for the cold winter and a wonderful single layer for the hot summer.

They look like a much smaller version of Marley's parents' undies. And when we are all walking around in our undies...we look like we belong together.

I know weaning usually involves withdrawing the supply of mother's milk...but, still. This is just as hard for this family. Two years we've been loving the onsie!

Yesterday, after two attempts at having Marley wear little girl undies and me asking every 10 minutes if she needed to go potty and her ultimately peeing on the floor, twice. I thought, maybe we should start out small and just wean ourselves off the onsies. The rest of the day she wore a diaper with no onsie, but lifted her shirt every 10 minutes and said, "Oh! Onsie!?!" I would reply, "You are trying to be a big girl, remember? Big girls don't wear onsies."

I'm going to miss the onsies...but, I know potty training will never happen if we don't get rid of the onsies!