There are a lot of things you learn with new parenthood — what certain cries mean, how many things you need to label when you drop your kid off at daycare, how to change a diaper so it doesn’t leak, how to take an infant’s temperature (ew, by the way) — but there’s one thing I learned very early on.
My boy needs pants.
We live in a onesie world. Everyone just loves the onesie. And I do, too. I mean, man, this kid is adorable in his little onesies, and when you do end up failing on that diaper-leak situation, you’re glad you’ve got something snuggly on him to absorb some of the mess, so you’re not getting it all over his sleep ‘n play rocker, your couch, or, well, you. But a onesie doesn’t cover it all, and frankly, you need pants. And yet, this is something I seem to keep finding myself in short supply month after month.
It started with my friend had her baby a few weeks before I did. We met the new guy, and we asked, Was there something that you needed that you didn’t think about getting? Their answer: Newborn pants. That was the first thing they sent family out to get when they got home from the hospital, and even though it had only been about three weeks since he was born, they had already experienced their fair share of blowouts.
Now, if you’re like me, you’d think this is great advice, especially since I didn’t buy any newborn clothes since rumor (accurately) has it that babies grow out of newborn clothes in a heartbeat. My poor kid only wore his adorable baseball sleeper once — coming home from the hospital — before he could wear it no longer. But like my friend, we found the need for pants, so we sent my parents out to get some. Sure, we had a few pairs, but when those blowouts happen, you certainly don’t want to be putting that same pair on them.
Then, he grew out of them. So suddenly, we’re looking at our three-month clothes. Yet again, we have onesies (thankfully!) galore. And some pants. But not enough. So off we go, getting more pants.
My son is now transitioning into six-month sizes. Can you guess what we need? This time, I really thought I was prepared. We actually have a decent selection of bottoms — even a hand-me-down swimsuit! But some are shorts. And we live in the northeast. And it’s fall. Goshdarnit, we need pants again.
Who would have thought such a small item would cause such a hubbub? Perhaps it’s because many of the friends who had kids before me had girls (therefore, they have dresses) that I never realized the importance of such an item of clothing. Maybe those Gerber and Care.com commercials with kiddos crawling around in onesies alone misguided me. But especially now that we’re leaving clothes at daycare, we’re realizing how limited we are at home. Pants pants pants — we need more pants!
This is not a plea for pants, though I do love the alliteration. But if you are planning on having kids, I’d recommend buying pants. It sounds obvious but…obviously it’s not.
As a side note, we are venturing to a clothing exchange this weekend, where for $5 we can fill a bag of gently used clothes. I will fight you, fellow moms, for the pants. Fight you. (Just kidding.)