Who? Me?
When people talk about babies they talk about the cuteness, and if you are a parent you talk about the not so cute things. You talk about the thow up, the spit up, the poop and the pee. But one thing that I have never heard anyone talk about is the farting. Now it could just be that I have "farty" babies, but wow...babies have a lot of gas.
Speaking of smells....
My girls have smelly eyes today too. They went back to the eye doctor again. We're pretty much on an every two week schedule with that docotor as they keep an "eye" on their progress. The appointment starts with ... well let's face it, it starts the way all doctor's appointments start, in a waiting room for a ridculously long period of time as you watch your appointment time come and go...but eventually you are escorted back into a room and they dialate the girls eyes and then make you wait another thirty minutes before they bring out the torture devices and examine their eyes. I was particularly amused today by the doctor's assurance that this whole procedure doesn't hurt. She was telling me this while she had their eyes pried open with a device which would have scared the marqui desad and was poking at their eyes with another equaly devilsh device, wearing a bright light hat which was shining in their eyes and of course she had to speak loudly because the girls were screaming...so...I'm sure it doesn't hurt. But anyway....we were talking about smells.
The eye drops they put into the girls eyes smell. It smells just like an old bandaid. If you pause for a moment you can recall the smell. It's that smell from your childhood, when you cut your finger and came crying to your mother. She would sterolize it, putting some bactine on the cut and then place a bandaid on it. You would sniffle your way back outside, quickly forgetting all about it. A week would go by before you would get around to touching the thing again. By that time it had picked up a permanent moist like quality. The only reason you even realized it was on was because you ran your hand through your hair and thought...what's that smell.
Take a moment. Close your eyes and breath in through your nose. You can still smell it.
That smell, that is exactly what the eye drops smelled like. It was as if they had taken a whole bunch of those nasty bandaids and squeezed them to get all the juice out, and that was what they were using for eye drops.
Nasty.
2 comments:
old bandaid juice. that could be a jelly belly flavor...mmmmm
Your description of the smell, plus Brett's comment made a morning-sickness-pregnant-woman nearly hurl.
Thanks for that :)
And those tooty smells get LOTS worse!
Hope ya'll are having a nice day with my 2 favorite twins!
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