Kyle continues to charm me. Maybe I've learned to enjoy my time with him now because in a way I feel like I missed out on a lot because of the PPD. Or maybe it's because deep down I know that he's going to be way too big way too fast - after I get through the next 7 years of NOs, WHYs, and BUTs. Perhaps since he's the very last one I want to savour every single moment and breathe in all his baby scent so maybe I'll be able to call upon the soothing smell when I'm old and mad that he's out past curfew. There's something about baby smell that just calms my soul. It's not even the bubbly water he soaks in for his bath, or the cream I lather into his chubby creases; he just has this smell. When he opens his mouth and his tongue passes by my nose, it leaves a wet spot that smells as sweet and clean as anything I could imagine. If I could bottle that scent I'd be a billionaire. Because everyone wants to be able to call upon pure, virgin, baby smell when they need it most: when life gets too hectic and we need a reminder of why we started on this journey so long ago. It's perfect.
Sunday, July 25, 2010
Pockets and Smells
Ian has discovered that things have pockets. He searches for them in purses and diaper bags; digs through coats and sweaters; comments on strangers' pockets. Too many times I've heard a distant rattle coming from the laundry room only to discover upon opening the washing machine that a handful of stones has found its way out of his pockets and into the drum. I've also found half chewed granola bars, sucked-on mints from restaurants, dandelion flowers, dinky cars, Lego pieces, Crayola marker lids, stickers; you name it, it's been in Ian's pockets. Pockets are such an attraction these days that he refuses to wear anything that doesn't have them but will quickly agree to get dressed if you throw pockets into the equation. "Ian, it's time to put your clothes on. Guess what? Your shorts have... POCKETS!" And he'll come running.
Kyle continues to charm me. Maybe I've learned to enjoy my time with him now because in a way I feel like I missed out on a lot because of the PPD. Or maybe it's because deep down I know that he's going to be way too big way too fast - after I get through the next 7 years of NOs, WHYs, and BUTs. Perhaps since he's the very last one I want to savour every single moment and breathe in all his baby scent so maybe I'll be able to call upon the soothing smell when I'm old and mad that he's out past curfew. There's something about baby smell that just calms my soul. It's not even the bubbly water he soaks in for his bath, or the cream I lather into his chubby creases; he just has this smell. When he opens his mouth and his tongue passes by my nose, it leaves a wet spot that smells as sweet and clean as anything I could imagine. If I could bottle that scent I'd be a billionaire. Because everyone wants to be able to call upon pure, virgin, baby smell when they need it most: when life gets too hectic and we need a reminder of why we started on this journey so long ago. It's perfect.
Kyle continues to charm me. Maybe I've learned to enjoy my time with him now because in a way I feel like I missed out on a lot because of the PPD. Or maybe it's because deep down I know that he's going to be way too big way too fast - after I get through the next 7 years of NOs, WHYs, and BUTs. Perhaps since he's the very last one I want to savour every single moment and breathe in all his baby scent so maybe I'll be able to call upon the soothing smell when I'm old and mad that he's out past curfew. There's something about baby smell that just calms my soul. It's not even the bubbly water he soaks in for his bath, or the cream I lather into his chubby creases; he just has this smell. When he opens his mouth and his tongue passes by my nose, it leaves a wet spot that smells as sweet and clean as anything I could imagine. If I could bottle that scent I'd be a billionaire. Because everyone wants to be able to call upon pure, virgin, baby smell when they need it most: when life gets too hectic and we need a reminder of why we started on this journey so long ago. It's perfect.
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If you figure out a way to bottle baby scent, I'll be the first one putting in an order. Oh, just to nuzzle your nose deep into the creases of their neck while they're sleeping, take a long deep breath, and capture that scent for eternity. For me, the day I realized my kids didn't smell like "baby" anymore really was a sad day - and nobody else's baby smells like mine do.
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