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Why are modern moms choosing products softest for baby skin

This post is a part of  Pampers #SoftestForBabySkin activity at BlogAdda

Babies change people! They make responsible parents out of normal, casual  people like you and me.

New parents, when they take their newborns in the crook of their arm for the first time and look at their little versions, it fills them with a sense of love and protection and this surge of emotions sometimes astounds them. How do we come to love someone we have barely known with such intensity? But there is a bond formed when you see little human forms, so soft and so vulnerable.   

You want to surround them with everything sweet and soft. Come to think of the most commonly used phrases: ‘soft as a baby’s skin’ or ‘sleep like a baby’ or  ‘innocent as a baby’s smile’ or ‘soft as a baby’s bottom.’

Everything that has to do with tenderness, calmness, beauty and anything pleasant and natural more often than not takes the metaphor of baby. Even the most violent image of “don’t throw the baby out with the bathwater’ has to do with something that is still immature, needs care and protection.


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But it is a popular understanding that ours is the least responsible generation, that the millennials don’t have the time and energy to make good parents. Yes, we can never equal the way our parents took care of us and we can only aspire to reach there in our wildest dream. Yes, it is challenging and requires a lot of thought and precautions, but nothing in the world can make us compromise on our child’s safety and protection.

No wonders then, we surround our little babies with things which are #SoftestForBabySkin. Be it the soft stuffed bears (read toys, but bears are just the cutest) or soft tissues to wipe them with or preferring the softest diapers over the coarseness of clothes. We even barricade their world from the harsher and harder world outside with soft pillows and cushions.

And it all makes sense. After all the wipes our moms used for us when we were infants were mostly made of clothes meant for adult use. The thick and rough skin of a grown-up can take it, but how will a baby’s skin handle all the gruffness.


Come to think of what are the things that crosses your mind when you think of your baby. What kind of food do you want him to eat? Don’t you make sure that it is either liquid or semi-liquid food so that it is easier for it to swallow?

What are the things that you keep around him? You always make sure that any kind of hard-object is never in the vicinity, only the things which are #SoftestForBabySkin are allowed.  After all, the baby depends on you for everything and it needs a lot of taking care.

So, we try to bring to our baby everything available in the universe which is#SoftestForBabySkin and harmless. We choose diaper which are #SoftestForBabySkin  instead of triangular coarse cloth bits, prefer towels to soft wipes. We also switched to exclusive baby products because we understand babies are not adults and their needs are exclusive. Their carriers, cots and cradle will always be cushioned so that they are always protected, even when we are not in the immediate vicinity to keep a watch.

We make sure that they can play, sleep and wake up the way they want to because we have done everything to give them a soft and safe surrounding.

A journey called LOVE!!!!

I started off with a dream

to make the two worlds meet

and then to live that dream

I did not spare my eyes to blink


I took off from Calcutta

with multitudes of excitement in my eyes

She waited for me in desperation

That reflected in her sobs and sighs


The train was running fast,

the distance was getting shorter.

And my throbbing heart said at last,

“Yes, we were to be finally together”


Throughout my journey,

she kept her fingers crossed

“Pour him in my arms safely”,

She kept praying to the lord


Next morning, I reached there

So close she was, wrapped in my layer

Her locks danced on my finger nails

I loved her even when she lapsed in trails


Every hour evaporated in a minute’s time

And those minutes committed the same crime

I was to return next day which came to us flying

And we kept saying that the clock was lying


I took her hands in mine

And clutched it for a while

I said, ‘trust me, I will be back again,

till then feel my presence in the memory lane”


My tears fell from her eye

The time of departure was soon to come by

Torn by the tyrant time and mortal distance

No mercy was shown despite our insistence.


Words vanished from the lips though I wanted to say

I wanted to say, “no matter where we stay,

The tyrant distance and mortal time can’t do us apart

I will be there with you even after I depart”


Like the king and queen in the game of card

There will always be a ‘me’ for a ‘you’

And someday we will find a humming bird

Who will sing the tale of our love true!!!

My dilemma…..

A mother is born the moment she gives birth to her child.She is the epitome of love and sacrifice.A smile on her child’s face is what she always craves for.Nothing in this universe can substitute a mother…..But, in this journey of life, someday each of us will come across a certain point of time where our mother needs our support.It may even happen that we are forced to make a choice between our dream or our mother.No matter how important is that DREAM for us, we should never forget  the love, affection and sacrifice of our mother. The following lines depicts the same dilemma that I went through………….

God sent me in this world
with a purpose in his mind
it took me twenty-three long years
but today his reason, I did find.

I was small and helpless; I couldn’t even walk on my own.
She held my hand, made me stand.
And today whatever I am,
it is because of the difficulties she has borne

Those days were so short lived
I remember every second of whatever I did
I had no tensions and nothing to worry about,
and when things didn’t go my way, I used to shout

Then came a time when I had to step out of my comfort zone.
In front of me a lot of new challenges were thrown
I got scared; I lost my confidence and decided to step back
but she supported me, motivated me and brought me back on track

Whatever little I have achieved so far is because of the blessings of her.
Like all the moms of this world her sacrifice cannot be compared with any other

Today when time has taken a U-turn
I got a new lesson to learn
All these years she did every possible thing to ensure a smile on my face.
Now it’s my turn to remove all the sadness from her life and make this world a beautiful place…..

Today when I am on the verge of living my dream
Today how desperately I want to be amidst the so-called CREAM
TODAY while filling some MBA form
a single thought blew away EVERYTHING like a violent storm.
The thought of living away from my mother
the thought of not being around when she really needs my support than anything other.

This thought is killing me inside
And I find it very difficult to decide.
Should i stay here and be her support
or should I run after my dreams and move to a new port?
I know mom will say “don’t worry about me, go conquer your dream”
She knows I have worked round the clock to be among that CREAM

BUT how can I forget those trembling legs,
stammering voice
and a crying face
which used to lit up with a smile when my mom took me in her embrace

I pray to God to always keep my mother healthy
And a gentle reminder to whatever difficulties that are yet to come-
“I will act as a shield to protect her because-
                               I LOVE MY MUM!!”