What's that smell? Oh...it's me!!

I'm sure every other mom out there can understand that no matter how much we shower, bath, change our clothing, wash our clothing...that smell of baby, spit-up, children, etc...it lingers. We can try to mask it with expensive "eau-de-toilette" or a nice body spray that we purchased at an insanely high price at Shoppers Drug mart or Pharma Plus, but it's still there. Others may not smell it or notice it...but it's there!
It's a new fragrance...it's called "eau-de-maman" and you can get it for free. There is no cost. There is no expensive glass bottle that you need to care for. There is no pump you need to push...you just need to have a baby or a child to cuddle and you have it.
"Eau De Maman"
It's a best seller in this house...and I love it because it's free!
Sure it doesn't smell as nice as "Happy" (by clinic) or one of those designer fragrances by one of the hottest celebrities, but for a mom (for me) it's a great way to remember how much I love being a mom, no matter how hard, miserable, upsetting, or stressful it may be.
I just wish people wouldn't point out "Excuse me m'am but you have something liquidy and white running down your shirt...."
Of course, I just wipe it up with a spit blanket, towel, Kleenex, or my hand (which results in wiping it on my jeans) and a smile with a "thank you. One of the joys of having a baby"
After wiping it on my jeans, something clicks...I just wiped it on my jeans! now I have to smell like this all day.
I make a mental note to squirt that body mist...but I never get around to it.
My 4 1/2 yr old uses my sleeve as his personal Kleenex. I tell him "you don't do that" and I proceed to wipe my sleeve on my jeans...and think "I did it again!"
Later he accidentally draws on my jeans, my baby sneezes on me, I drop some formula on my shirt (and wipe it up) i get some tears from the little guy who stubbed his toe on the door and some food that somehow managed to jump from his mouth and land on my jeans.
I walk by the mirror to make sure there are no 'visible' stains on what I'm wearing and I smile, because today I'm being brave...I am not changing what I'm wearing!
By the end of the day...the kids have been bathed (due to thinking it's them that smell), they are in bed sleeping and it is nearly 10:30. The smell is still there...then I think back of everything that happened and I smile, sigh and say "that smell? It's me!"
I'm proud of the fact that I smell like a mom...even if it means I smell like my kids.