Stuck in the Onesies, a term from the child's game of Jacks, quickly becomes a metaphor for the lives of two young women raising their families in the suburbs of Washington, D.C. If you get stuck in the very first round of the game, the onesies, you play catch-up for the rest of the game. Barb Kincaid and Ellie Reilly are doing just that. Trying to raise their young children on a shoestring budget, with husbands who would rather be on the shooting range or watching football on television, poses challenges neither of them had anticipated. Along the way, they learn about racism, marital infidelity, betrayal, heartbreak, independence--and joy, the joy of lives well-lived, the joys of love and friendship and family.
Diana McDonough has crafted a graceful, bittersweet tale, at once funny and sad and poignant. She speaks truth leavened with kindness and humor, shining a light on how adults grow up despite the many roadblocks along the way. Her novel made me laugh out loud and cry unashamedly. I anticipate it will haunt me for days to come.