Wednesday, July 13, 2011

The smell of a baby

Everyone talks about how sweet and lovely a baby smells. And, in some ways, it's totally true. There is a "baby" smell and there is a baby breath smell which I find particularly adorable. I'll miss that smell in a year when it's gone.

But there are a few other smells. You know, the ones that don't make moms nostalgic and that can clear an entire room. First, there's the wet dog smell. I don't know what it is, but when my little guy gets out of the bath, he sometimes smells like a wet dog. Which is not a good thing if you're like me and aren't particularly fond of that smell. I'm hoping this is normal and that he is not, in fact, part canine.

But the real smell that can stop me in my tracks is his dirty diaper. Now, I know he's only ingesting breast milk right now so it's going to get worse. I know that. But this smell...I'm not saying it's the most foul thing ever. Not at all. No, it's something else. Imagine my surprise when one day he let loose with some audible noises (does that ever stop being funny?) and what did I smell? Buttered popcorn. That's right. To me, it smells like buttered popcorn. I've been having this thought for months now but I didn't tell John because I thought he would think I was crazy. I mean, what's wrong with me? Clearly my nose is out of whack because I have heard lots of baby poop jokes and none of them revolve around buttered popcorn. But, lo and behold, I was completely validated when I came across this blog post on another mom's blog. Someone else thinks the same thing! Yay! I'm not insane! Nor is my child abnormal! And he doesn't have movie popcorn poop because his mom lives and breathes movies!


  1. How has the world kept this a secret from us and why is there not a chapter in What To Expect The First Year about popcorn poop?! Ha :) It's good to know none of us are crazy.

  2. Buttered popcorn? I don't even know what to say about that. I guess you guys are very lucky. I think the only good thing about the bad diaper smell is that it alerts you to the problem right away, although I swear my sense of smell has become superhuman since Simon was born - I can smell poop from several rooms and closed doors away (though this also tends to mean that in public places I can smell the poop of other people's babies).

  3. Uh, can I just say that I'm impressed Jill commented on your blog?! She's like a celebrity to me since I've been reading her blog for about two years... mad props!