The Scent of Love

I find it quite fascinating that scents we come across in everyday life imprint on our brains and each time those scents are smelled, they take us right back to the first moment and memory we smelled them. 

My Grandmother's house had a very special scent that hit your nose the instant she opened the door to greet you with her "Hello Sweetheart" greeting and was instantly followed by her very special hug.  My Grandmother passed away just a few months ago and I now have one of her blankets from her house that has been in use since I was a child and it still smells like her.  When I myself really missing her, I bring out that blanket, wrap myself up in it and just sit and sniff in her special scent.  Grandma's house always smelled sooo clean and fresh, her sheets and blankets were always so soft and smelled like they had been hung outside to dry in the sunshine.  It is really hard to describe her scent... but when I smell it... it smells like love and I sure do miss it! 

Then there is this new scent my nose is soaking up... and that is the scent of my new Grandbaby.  I can tell from across the room if he has voided in his diaper... which totally surprises me.  Of course you can smell when a baby has a poopy diaper... but this is when he wets his diaper and I can be in the kitchen cooking and I can still smell it.  Is this some kind of instinctual signal my brain is in tune with that I'm not aware of? Will I still be able to smell a wet diaper from across the room the next time I see him after I have returned home from this visit? Hummm... it's just really interesting... these are new things that have me completely amazed!  I mean I know a Momma can smell her babies special scents... but I'm just a visiting Grandma.  But again... when I smell the scent of baby Henry... I smell love. 

I also love the way ALL babies smell after their bath... the smell of baby lotion is just the sweetest smell ever... and it makes their skin so soft, all you want to do is rub their sweet skin.  And all babies develop their own individual scent that new Mommies instantly recognize.

There are thousands of scents I could describe...and I can still remember what I was doing and just how I felt when I catch a whiff of those memory scents.  I don't even realize that I'm going down a scented memory lane until I deep into it.  When my husband is out of town I never wash the bed linens until his return because I love smelling his scent on the pillow next to me.... yet another love scent. 

Henry is responsible for this blog about scents because last night after everyone was tucked in bed and fast asleep I could still smell Henry's scent on my clothing and I realized just how much I am already addicted to his special love scent.  I'm looking forward to my nose learning baby Liam's love scent when he arrives in a couple of weeks.  UMMMMMMMM it smells soooooo good!