Baby Mine

The baby smells good. I love his scent right out of the bath. I put my hand on his head and feel his freshly washed hair and it's like down feathers. He's so lovely.

I love him. He is precious, clean or not. But straight out of a bath he is perfect. It's as if he was just handed to me, reborn and placed on my chest so I can nuzzle my face into his and take in a deep breath. That's the memory I have.

He smells the same way he did when he was born when he's right out of the bath.