tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33123284.post6251451204667105436..comments2024-02-26T14:45:18.040-08:00Comments on Three Times A Mom: Her scentLaurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09102056528582130495noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33123284.post-67042774887343946992007-09-06T23:54:00.000-07:002007-09-06T23:54:00.000-07:00Ooooh, I remember doing that, especially after nap...Ooooh, I remember doing that, especially after naps. I'm not sure I'd like the slightly sweaty neck of other people's kids, but my own....I almost would have bottled it and used it for perfume!!! A mother's love...Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33123284.post-54069852698279643842007-09-04T17:48:00.000-07:002007-09-04T17:48:00.000-07:00What a sweet post. And it is so neat you posted a...What a sweet post. And it is so neat you posted about this because I was just thinking about this exact same thing a few weeks ago. I could be blindfolded and pick out Ava from a hundred other kids by scent alone. I couldn't do that with Sera just yet, but I'm getting there. I think scent is something most of us take for granted, yet it's so very powerful.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33123284.post-48497162209214558532007-09-04T07:59:00.000-07:002007-09-04T07:59:00.000-07:00I do that same thing - just sort of breathe in the...I do that same thing - just sort of breathe in the scent of my children. And I remember thinking the same thing... that there was a point when I knew Zeeb's scent and it made me feel more like his mom when I just wanted to breathe it in. You know in Cambodia they don't kiss (at least moms to children) - they sniff. Just like you describe, they put their face near their child and just breathe them in. I thought it was weird at first but then I realized I do that too - funny how universal being a mom is. :-)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com