Is it weird that I feel the need to document this diaper changing pad? It maybe so.
But I do and for good reason (in my mind). I have been changing diapers on it for almost 10 years....to be exact 9 years and 11 months and 6 days. but who's counting?
As you can see, it is worn-out...and when Tessa came home I didn't want to muster up the cashola to buy a new one, when I knew I could just tape this one up to get through one more kid! So the packing tape came out and did the trick.
My Mom was here last weekend and told me I may as well take it off Tessa's dresser. I hadn't even realized it because it has been a constant for soooo many years! Not only can I not lift Tessa up at the moment to lay her on the changing pad with this back problem (she happily lays on the floor for diaper changes these days) but she really is way too big for it! My youngest baby is too big, her legs sadly extend off of it. So, it is time to send it away.
I think I was being "green" to hang on and tape the darn thing up, but I also know I was being sentimental. For all the pee and poo, diaper rashes, tears, blow-outs and shots in the face, my heart still fills up with the sweetest memories. Remembering my first baby, Judson....and then Drew and then Jack and then Tessa. Their tiny little bodies.....not little, little anymore. The tickles, the smiles and giggles. Them laying in their towels on it after a bath, getting a massage with the smell of Johnson's baby lotion (I can almost smell it!)
good-bye diaper pad.....soon I hope to say a long farewell to diapers! until then....I press on through the diaper years.
As I type this I have the Bangles song verse in my head "time...time...time...see what's become of me?" from the song "Hazy Shade of Winter". It has me giggling and wondering. I am writing sentimentally about a diaper changing pad....What has become of me?!