Wednesday, August 14, 2013
I've always been a sucker for scent...I can smell a certain shampoo and be back in my shower when I was 18 and living on my own in a shitty little apartment; a cologne that belonged to certain people in my life along the way, ranging from my dad, whom I haven't seen since I was 12, to boys I had crushes on, ( notice I didn't say boys that I had dated....sadly, I didn't date in highschool. Boys were allergic to me , or something like that) to boys my FRIENDS had crushes on.
Yesterday, I had a daycare mother bring a fresh pack of baby wipes for her daughter....Huggies Soft skin with Shea Butter to be exact...and it hit me almost right away...As I breathed in that smell, I was transported back to 2006, sitting in my then newborn son's room in our little 3 bedroom 106 year old home, his dad and I bathing baby N in his little tub, putting on a fresh diaper...working as a team. Things quickly went downhill from there for him and I, so why, I wonder, does the smell of these wipes make me feel so happy? I'm guessing it's simply remembering a wonderful time, being a new mother (aside from the postpartum anxiety...) and falling in love with this brand new little human. My friend threw a diaper party baby shower for me, and I had received a few packages of these wipes, but the weirdest thing is I never ended up actually buying any once the packages were all gone. I guess, obviously, I didn't realize the effect they had on me at the time. I didn't favour these particular wipes over another kind, and quite honestly never even thought about the scent of them until yesterday. I have to admit, I'm a little nervous to open them (the smell is that strong that I can smell them through the pkg.) and be transported back in time for 184 diaper changes. I guess I'll deal with that later, right now I'm going to sit here (yes, I have the pkg right here beside me) and be thankful for the memories....
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