My daughter always seems to need new pajamas. Growth spurts, weather changes, what have you, I'm constantly searching for pjs for my (almost) 4-year-old.
I was on a few websites (they rhyme with "slap" and "bold wavy") and saw all of those adorable footie pjs. You know, the all-in-one kind, with the zipper up the front, little feet on the bottom. Don't get a much cuter sight than your little one in footie pjs padding out of her room on Saturday mornings, huh?
I spied one with cats on it. Kiddo loves cats. It was yellow. Kiddo's favorite color is yellow. And the cats had princess crowns.
Yellow princess kitty pjs. She would LOVE these pajamas. I would have to buy seven pairs so she could wear them every night. And they offered it up to size 5.
But I didn't buy them.
Damn that potty training (imagine me waving my fist in the air to get the full effect).
I didn't purchase these pjs, these pjs that would bring my child such joy and happiness, because I didn't want to screw up her ability to pee at night. Am I crazy? Wait before you answer that.
Among my 939,533 fears of parenting, potty training was way high on the list of things I had anxiety about ... I had witnessed friends potty-training their kids. For some, it was easy; others battled through it for years.
Luckily, my daughter did pretty well with it (knock wood, turn around three times, hopping on one leg that it continues). We started with a "cold turkey" weekend when she wore big girl panties the whole time. We stayed home most of it and set the microwave timer every 20 minutes, so she knew when to go sit on the potty and try. Once she got the hang of it, we did a sticker chart and candy-present bribe method (yup, bribes, people) to get through the first months of it.
Now she's going on her own, wiping, doing her business by herself. The nighttime is still a little tough. She's dry most mornings, which is great. But sometimes, she wakes up to go in the middle of the night. And that's where footie pjs would become a problem.
Those footie pjs have two strikes against them -- first, the zipper element. I can barely pull down my underwear when I'm half asleep and I'm 38. Imagine her, eyes still kinda closed, little fingers fumbling on the zipper. That's an accident waiting to happen -- literally.
Second, she'd have to get almost all of the way undressed to go. Maybe her feet would still be in the footie part, but the rest of her? Naked kiddo peeing. In the wintertime, that's not so fun for anyone.
Out of my fear of not wanting to flush all of her potty training success down the toilet (couldn't resist the pun), I only buy her two-piece pjs. And yes, I thought I was crazy to be this hard core about it (and let's face it, I am a wee bit, but who isn't?). But then I Googleuthed around, and there are other mothers out there with these same footie pj fears. More than likely, this is a larger issue when you have a daughter, but it's one thing I never thought of going into this whole potty training thing.
I'm now searching for yellow princess kitty nightgowns.
Does your potty-trained toddler still wear footie pjs?
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