Last night Greta was having a hard time settling down to sleep . So I did something I never ever do~I rocked her.
Being my littlest (at this time) I have learned that I do not wish to do the dog-and-pony show that Caroline required to drift of to dreamland. She gets put in her crib with blankie and pacifier and that is it. She never fusses, never cries. Just grabs her beloved blankie and snuggles to sleep.
Anyway, back to the point. As I was cuddling her, I got a whiff of something icky. I was thinking it was maybe that odd diaper smell that permeates the carpet, the walls. Ya know? As I sniffed closer, it was my sweet baby. Not her diaper but actually her person. She reeked! Then I started thinking. . .when was the last time I gave that child a bath? Ummm. . .not real sure.
I swore I would never be one of those moms that treats her younger kids different than the older ones, but here I am. Caroline had a bath every day, Amelia every other day. Now poor Greta stinks. Some of it is the fact that once you have more than 2 kids, your time is limited. Honestly though, for me, it is just that I have grown into being a mom. I absolutely love Baby Greta as fiercely I loved Baby Caroline. But I have also seen that "This too shall pass" She is at the same stage as my niece Elise now, except Elise is the firstborn. Greta touches everything, climbs on everything, and sticks her fingers (which are usually sticky) into everything as Elise does. It drives Kim (Elise's mom) insane and it doesn't really bother me. The difference is I have seen the other side with Caroline and Amelia so I know she will quit driving my nuts shortly. You can be told it will pass, but until you actually pass though the tunnel yourself, you can't really believe what the other mommys are telling you.
So I know Greta won't always smell bad, Amelia will soon give up the pacifiers, and Caroline will stop sleeping with the bathroom light on~I think. Now, to go put her in bathtub!