Mum fail

I could smell something kind of weird. Kind of almost metallic and sort of damp. I sniffed my husband, my armpits, my couch. Nothing.

Wrote it off as a brain tumour. A short time later, I was feeling all lovey dovey. There’s nothing better than the smell of a newborn,  right?

Wrong.

I forgot you’re supposed to wash them.

How can they smell so nasty when they do nothing?

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