This is likely going to be one of those posts leaving you thinking - "Its happened; she's lost it for good!". But its time to get real. Boys stink. Heck, for that matter, babies stink! All of them.. Don't even kid yourself that you or your baby didn't stink at some point. Sure, they all have that fresh-from-the-bath clean smell, but it's temporary. And since this blog is about me and my family, I will keep my focus there.
It's no secret that we've had our issues with poor baby Colt. He spits up all.the.time!! We've tried several different approaches to help, but he continues to soak himself, his clothes, blankets, bibs, burp rags, me, the bjorn and anything else that might get close to him. Good thing he's adorable or he might not be forgiven so easily ;) And considering he's only one ounce behind Luke, I think it's safe to say he's getting plenty of calories even with all the spit-up.
Most of the time, there is spit-up on or near this poor adorable baby. Oh, what's that you say? You haven't smelled spit-up that's been smoldering for a few hours?? And you recommend that I change his clothes or his bib? Ppsssshhhhh.... believe me, I do!! There aren't enough clothes, bibs, or burp rags to accommodate this child. Give him a bath, you say? Surely you must have forgotten he has a twin and a two year old brother. That's not an option all day long... everyday. For the most part, the smell just lingers in his sweet little neck region... which I now lovingly refer to as his "neckle" (which rhymes with freckle)... yes I made up that word, but I like it.
So we deal with it and I've grown to love the stink. I'm really not kidding. I think it's one of those smells I'll remember for a lifetime --- like the smell of my Grannie's cellar, or the White Rain aerosol hairspray I used to use in junior high; both of which take me back 'there' in an instant.
And if you witness me taking an extra-long inhale near Colt's neckle region, just know that I might follow it by saying "Mmmmmm..... you stink so good!!"


Guess what woke me up this morning? A dream of Colt with full-mouth spit-up!! I am not kidding!!! :-) Bless that baby's heart - he takes it in stride. xxooxxoo
ReplyDeleteLOL!!! Pretty bad when it consumes your dreams, huh??
DeleteEwww...the neck smell. Definitely the first place I'd go during bathtime, though knowing all along that the neck-goo was always going to win the smell battle. Bleh! But I bet I'll think differently on the next (and likely LAST) baby...gotta soak up each and every moment - even the stinkies!
ReplyDeleteAh, reflux memories... I, too, just got used to the smell. It was our normal. Sometimes I would go to school, knowing that under my clothes, I had Chiquita's dried, caked-on barf on me. Mama gets only so many showers when she's 1) nursing 2) pumping 3) taking care of an exploding baby 4) while trying to get out the door.
ReplyDeleteI truly laugh about a lot of it now... only a reflux mom can truly understand!! :)
Shut the front door !!! That is HYSTERICAL ... and he does stink so good ......
ReplyDeleteI so remember that smell with Breck. You never forget it and it does "stink so good!"
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