Skincerity Review

So way back in September (God, I’m a horrible review blogger!) I was asked if I’d be willing to do a review of a product called Skincerity.  I said I would and was sent a bottle of Skincerity to use nightly as well as a jar of another product called Rejuvenating Barrier.

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It’s a pretty simple concept, you wash your face with your own favourite product, put on any creams or whatever you’d typically use, then roll on the Skincerity over all that (or over nothing if you’re like me!)  The Skincerity makes a sort of “second skin” that holds in all the goodness from any products you use (or your own natural moisture) and is supposed to help repair any damage/fine lines, etc.

I took before/after pictures – and am a bit disappointed that in the pictures, it’s hard to see any difference…in real life, I saw tons.

Here’s my before with absolutely NO makeup

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I used both products as directed (Skincerity at night, the Rejuvenating Barrier in the morning) and after a week I felt that my skin was looking healthier and my pores smaller.  The darker circles under my eyes seemed lighter too (this is a major problem in my family!)…but then I wasn’t sure if I was just seeing results I wanted to see.  Within 2 weeks, my daughter randomly commented “Your skin looks nice lately.” (it’s not common to get a complement from your child once they reach their teens!)  Later that night, I asked my husband if he noticed any difference and he asked me why….so I said “I’ve been using this stuff and …” I didn’t get to finish – he grabbed it from me and used it on his own face then and there!  By the end of the month, I no longer felt that I needed to wear foundation – my skin was healthy looking, an overall even tone, and my pores were visibly smaller.

 

Here’s my after (again, no makeup)

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So – after using it for over a month…here’s my final thoughts

Pros:
It works – it’s amazing.
Your skin looks and feels great!
In turn, YOU feel better!
You will save money on products like creams, foundations, etc because you will no longer need them.
It can be used anywhere on your body – stretch marks, scars, etc.

Cons:
Cost – it is an expensive product (but keep in mind, you’re also cutting cost of other products you will no longer need to use)
The smell (of the Skincerity)…wow…it’s strong…it’s gone within seconds, but it’s strong!

Overall – I’d use this product again and again.  The nightly mask made a huge difference in how healthy my skin looked and felt.  The Rejuvenating Barrier smells SO good and replaced my morning cream, toner, and primer – which also meant it saved me time by eliminating 3 steps of my morning routine!  Skincerity is available almost anywhere in the world :)

the Incident

The other day I got a call from Adam’s school. Ironically enough, getting a call from his school isn’t a common thing. Anyhow, the secretay said there had been “an incident” during recess and that Adam had gotten hurt.

I’m instantly imagining his leg being broken or him in the back of an ambulance on the way to the hospital for stitches.

“He got hit in the face with a skipping rope.” says the secretary.

Not a big deal, I think to myself. I send a text my daughter to check in on him during her lunch break. A few hours later, I get this picture.

The incident

Yowza!!

Turns out that Adam and his buddy were playing Indiana Jones and Adam was on the wrong end of the skipping rope/whip. (no hating on the other kid, guys- they were just playing!)

Anyhow – as horrible as it looks, it didnt seem to bother him at all. He happily accepted all the doting that came along with such an injury for the first few days…then it got old real quick. People would see him and say “Oh my God! What happened to your face?!” and he’d have to go through the story. I think he got tired of saying the same thing over and over and over.

So a week or so later, my girlfriend stopped in for a coffee – Adam came in and she said, “Oh my God, what happened to your face?”

And Adam replied, “My mom told me not to talk about it.”

WHAT?!? Way to make me look like I beat you, kid!! Good thing my friend knows us (And Adam) and knew to go beyond his answer to find the real story.

Free Stuff!

Who doesn’t love free?  I certainly do!  I just wanted to share some codes that get you free stuff (though you will have to pay shipping)

1. Carseat Canopy – I just ordered mine after seeing a friend’s this weekend (she’s the one who told me I could get it for free – I love her).  Use coupon code carseatcanopy8

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2. Baby Slings – Seriously, how adorable is this?! Use coupon code carseatcanopy8

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3. Nursing Pillow – Okay, this one I didn’t order – Ibrahim is big enough now, and expert enough to breastfeed like a pro.  But these pillows are GREAT for newborns.  If you’re pregnant and planning to breastfeed, I suggest you get one! Use coupon code carseatcanopy8

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4.  Udder Covers – I love mine (though it’s a different brand) but could always use a second (or 3rd!) Use coupon code carseatcanopy8

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5. Belly Button Band – I don’t know about this product, but hey, I got the code.  I’m (obviously) not pregnant, and don’t plan to be again, but hey, I got the code for it, so I’m sharing. :) Get 2 free Maternity Bands using coupon code carseatcanopy8 

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6.  Baby Leggings – I love baby leggings.  I’ve used so many different brands with Adam…as little leggings when their smaller, or as arm warmers when they’re bigger.  Adam still wears his – 6 years later.  This coupon code will get you 5, yes FIVE pairs of baby leggings for free!  Use coupon code carseatcanopy8

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7. Breast Pads – Washable, reusable.  Awesome.  Get 5 free pairs using coupon code carseatcanopy8

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Scary Visit

Well, Ibrahim is almost 3 months old.  I don’t know where the time has gone.  Seriously, I feel like it’s only been a couple weeks.  I apologize for not writing more often…but – you know…I have a new baby and all.

It’s taken a bit of an adjustment to get used to having such a small baby again.  More sleepless nights.  Diaper changes 100 times a day (okay, maybe 10 or so, but it seems like so much more!).  Breastfeeding hunger….it’s amazing how hungry you are when breastfeeding!

Well-baby (or healthy baby) visits are another thing I’m not used to.  In fact, I’ve never taken any of my other kids to a well baby visit at the paediatrician.  Where I live, babies regularly see registered nurses when they get their immunizations – so I had left it at that.  When Ibrahim was born, I decided to “register” him with the paediatrician associated with my OB’s office.  Apparently it’s the thing to have a visit with him not long after each immunization.

So – we go in for his 2 month visit.  Doctor weighs and measures him.  Asks about his eating, sleeping, and pooping habits and then does a check of his eyes, nose, ears, hips, tummy, etc.

Then he sat him up and started examining his head.  He kept going from his soft spot and then to the sides of his head.  Rubbing, gently poking, feeling around.

And he was quiet.  I could almost see the wheels in his head turning and I knew that there was a problem.

“Did the nurses at the immunization clinic say anything about his head shape?” he asks me.

No.

He feels around his head again, makes notes, feels some more, makes more notes, feels again.  Then he pulls out an x-ray requisition form.  He says, “I’m concerned that his skull is fusing too quickly and would like to send him for xrays.”

I ask him what that means.  He says, “I don’t want to worry you,” (too late), “let’s talk about that after we get the xrays back.”

I leave his office with a nagging worry in the back of my mind.  So I did what any mother would do – I Googled.

What I found was Craniosynostosis.  This jived with what he’d written on the xray form.  I Googled images, so I got terrifying pictures of what happens if you don’t do anything and the skull continues to grow.  It was alarming.  Then I Googled treatment for it – and that was just as horrifying.  I was a nervous wreck as I waited on xrays.  Once that was done, I impatiently waited for the results to be sent to the doctor and his ultimate diagnosis.  Since my xrays were done on a Friday – the doctor wouldn’t see them until Monday at earliest.  What a horrible weekend.

Anyhow – his results were normal.  No issues at all.  Thank God.  I just wanted to let you all know what the “growth” was that doctor was concerned about and most of all – to thank everyone for their prayers and concern.

Baby Products I Love

This was supposed to be a video.  I originally intended to film it before I gave birth…obviously that didn’t happen.  Then I’d hoped to do it after he was born…and it looks like that will never happen…so I’ve given up and have decided to make it into a post.

People have been asking me all sorts of things.  “Review this product please!” or “What kind of diapers are you using?” and even just “Where’d you get that?!”  So I thought I’d review my list of things that I’m loving for baby right now. (no, I haven’t been given any of these products to talk about here – everything I’ve listed has been purchased by me without the promise or expectation of compensation)

  1. My Ubbi Diaper Pail – You may or may not know that I have a home daycare.  I’ve been searching for years for a diaper pail that doesn’t stink.  I’ve tried everything.  Some have been good for a while, but then the plastic ends up somehow absorbing the smell and no matter how long I soak it in bleach/disinfectant – that smell never goes away.  Not with the Ubbi Pail!  It’s amazing.  Truly amazing.  Sleek.  Simple to use. It has a child lock.  It can be used with the Ubbi plastic bags, or if you’re cheap like me – any brand of garbage bags (though I’d recommend the kitchen sized ones).  And if you choose to cloth diaper (as I do) you can even buy the Ubbi Cloth Pail Liner – I have 2 of these so that my pail is always ready to receive a diaper…and Ibrahim is usually always willing to provide one!  If you’re in Canada like me – you can buy your Ubbi pail from Well.ca and even use coupon code HethrDelusionalMom to get 10% off your first order!
  2. AMP One Size Duo Pocket Diapers – Oh my goodness, how much am I loving these diapers?!  When I’d had Adam, I’d used a bunch of Indian Prefold diapers and the Bummis Super Whisper Wraps…which I was more than happy with and even ordered more when I found out I was expecting again.  However, I was gifted some pocket diapers from a friend and really liked them, so went and got some more “manly” colors for Ibrahim.  I just happened to choose AMP brand because I liked the color options.  I ordered 3 diapers and after using them for 1 day, I went and ordered another 4.  I love them SO MUCH.  I don’t use them as a pocket diaper, but rather as an “All in Two” diaper – meaning I lay my prefold on top of the diaper rather than stuffing it into the pocket.  This way, I can simply toss the prefold into the diaper pail when it’s wet/dirty and use the diaper again (assuming it hasn’t also gotten wet/dirty).  I love the fact that this can fit from 7lbs right up to 38lbs (which is basically the entire time your kid should be in diapers).   Cloth diapering is expensive to start, but MUCH cheaper (and more environmentally friendly) in the long run.  Canadian readers – I bought my AMP from bynature.ca
  3. My Moby Wrap – Why didn’t I know about this thing with my two oldest?  It’s got to be one of the best things EVER.  Baby is comforted and secure and mom has 2 hands to get things done.  I love, love, LOVE my Moby wrap!  I leant the one I used for Adam to my sister-in-law when she had her twins…she gave it back to me and I washed it and put it some place “safe” and “where I wouldn’t forget it” so it would be ready when Ibrahim was born.  Unfortunately, I think my “safe” place was the donation pile.  The thing was nowhere to be found.  So…I ordered another one.

Hmm…I can’t seem to think of anything else at the moment…but if you’ve read/heard me talking about something and you’d like me to review it, let me know!

Yes, I’m still pregnant

“You have that baby yet?”

“Wow, are you still pregnant?”

“Haven’t you popped yet?”

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The answer is no.

No, I haven’t had him yet.
Yes, I did have an induction date scheduled…which was bumped, then bumped again, and yes…bumped again.
Yes, I’m grumpy, emotional, tired.
Yes, I have tried EVERYTHING to help things go along faster.

Someone on my fanpage complained that I needed to have patience and said that my status updates were “quite annoying now”…so I thought I’d explain.

I have NO issues with the child taking the time to cook as long as he needs to.  I was pregnant for 42 weeks with one of my kids.  Unless you’ve been pregnant for 42 weeks, you don’t realize how very, very long 2 weeks are.  VERY LONG, I tell you.

My issue here is that I am a self-employed home daycare operator.  When Adam was born, my mother-in-law (who was also a daycare worker at the time) came in to help me out for a few weeks.  She was there, along with all of her qualifications and security checks, to help with the kids should I need to nap, to breastfeed, or just to take a break.  Unfortunately, that can’t happen this time around.

I had planned on taking roughly a week off after baby came – considering that my oldest kids would soon be out of school (and big helps when it comes to both babies and the daycare) – they were my backup plan.  But when my induction date got closer, and there were no signs of baby deciding to make a bit of an early entrance, I started to worry.

Am I going to have enough time off?
Am I going to have to worry about finances? (being self-employed means no paid maternity leave)
Are my daycare parents going to be too inconvenienced and look for other care?

Those are just a few of the things at the tip of my pessimistic outlook.  ;)  It’s not something I can control…just the way that I am. (And I have to state for the record, that my daycare families are all wonderful, caring, and understanding people who – though my heart knows won’t be upset about the situation, my head still allows me to worry)

So now – here I am, 3 days beyond what was supposed to be the baby’s birthdate – and still very pregnant…and still very much not showing any signs of having this kid any time soon.  And…more emotional than ever.

Seriously guys – I sobbed for almost an hour this morning when the hospital said that they were too full to take inductions (if things start naturally, they’ll make room, but otherwise, it’s a no-go).  Not just cried…I sobbed – the kind of crying where you start to lose your breath and just sit there heaving and gasping for air while tears and snot run down your face.

I’m not the type of person who cries over things.  I’m typically fairly stoic.  But seriously – I cried so long and hard this morning that I was then embarrassed to go out into public in case someone should see my red, puffy eyes.

So…there you have it – the reason behind my stressed, and thus annoying, statuses (which, by the way, you can feel free to ignore, or even unlike the page if they bother you so).  I’m off to pick up my kids from school and let them know that once again, their baby brother still hasn’t arrived.  Maybe we can all have a little “get out” dance party or something.

Seriously?! Enough already!

So – I’m nearing the very end of my pregnancy… as anyone who’s ever been pregnant knows, the end of pregnancy can really suck.  Thankfully, I have an induction date set (due to fast labours)…but doc wanted to try to get my body to kick start things on it’s own, rather than rely on pitocin.

During my appointment yesterday, the doctor did a membrane strip (or sweep – same thing but just called different things in different parts of the world).  This is a procedure I’d heard of but never experienced before – so I  did my research.

“The health care provider puts her or his finger into the cervix — the mouth of the uterus — and uses the finger to gently separate the bag of water from the side of the uterus near the cervix. It is easily done in the office during a regular pelvic exam.” is what I read here. Emphasis is mine.

Well – gently isn’t what I would have called it.  I’d heard people who’d had it done describe it as “Kinda like getting a pap smear” while others said, “Yeah…it hurt.”  I have a rather high pain tolerance, so thought this was going to be uncomfortable, but no big deal.

Boy – was I wrong.

It kinda felt like I’d been attacked in the cervix with an auger.   It was decidedly not pleasant at all. 

I was then told to go for a long walk to help initiate labour.

So – I did…I walked and walked and walked.  I came home, made supper, walked some more…finally went to bed.

At 1:05 in the morning, I woke up with a pretty strong contraction.  I noted the time and went back to sleep.  At 1:19, I was woken again by another.  I lay awake waiting to see if another would come.  Sure enough – at 1:34, I got another.

I decided that this was the point when I needed to see if these were “real” contractions, or just the braxton hicks.  To do this you need to walk around, change positions, drink water, etc.  So, I got up and did a bit of laundry.  Still contracting every 15.  I drank a bottle of water and sat down to read a bit…contractions went down to every 10 minutes for the next hour.  By 3am, they’d gotten down to about 6 minutes so I decided it was time to wake Mr D.  We got up, dressed and headed to the hospital – still contracting regularly every 6 minutes.

I get to the hospital and head to registration – doesn’t take long, but I have a contraction there, as well as on my way down the hall to the maternity ward.  By now – I’m excited – I’m going to meet my baby!

But…the moment, no word of a lie – the exact moment that my foot passed over into the labour and delivery ward, the contractions STOPPED.

They just stopped.  No slow waning…they just completely stopped.  The nurses checked me, said there was no changes, and sent me to walk around some more.  Absolutely nothing happened.

So I was sent home.

I can’t get over how frustrating it is to be on my 5th baby and not know whether my labour is real or not!  You’d think that by now, I’d know what’s going on…but with all the other labours, when it was time, I went in…and bang, baby was born…none of this willy nilly stupidness.

Now I’m just tired (I got a whopping 3 hours of sleep last night) and sore (because I’m still having regular contractions that start up for an hour or so then quit), and I’m frustrated.  I think you all can understand why.

How young is too young?

I was going to write about how I’ve been having dreams of giving birth…but then this happened today and I needed to get my thoughts out there and sorted.

We’ve had a rough winter – and then a long drawn out “spring” (which where I live could easily be confused with winter) – so with the nice weather finally here, I’ve been spending as much time as we can outside.

Today – as soon as my last child arrived for care – we took off for the park.  We got there as recess for the local school was out – so we sat on the side lines waiting for the chaos to calm down a bit.  Once the bell rang and the school kids were back in, I let the kids run and play.  They were on the slides, then the swings, then running over the bridges…just being kids.

Soon – one of the classes comes out for the kids to play some sort of game – a very small class, maybe 10 students and they let my daycare kids play along with them.  Everything seems normal, right?

A little while later – another daycare troupe comes along.  This one is a group of about 15 kids and 2 caregivers.  One of the teachers of the classroom kids says “Oh…you have stray!” – and along comes this little guy – maybe 4 years old…possibly a very small 5 year old.  The daycare ladies turn to look and say “Nope, he’s not ours.”

Then everyone goes one with their business.

WHAT?

Maybe it’s just me – but a 4 year old shouldn’t be left to wander to a park all on his own.

So – I chat him up.  “What’s your name?” I say – he shrugs.  “Where’s your mom?” I ask – and he waves nonchalantly behind him and says, “at home.”  Now – if he’s meant the homes across from the park – they are 2 soccer fields away.  Sure – you could see the park from them…but…well…I dunno – it just seems so far.

The teachers eventually tell their kids to go back into class.  I double check with the other daycare providers “He’s not one of yours?” — they shake their heads and shrug their shoulders.

By this time – I wanted to leave the park and head home – my kids were hungry and ready for nap…but I couldn’t leave this little guy on his own.  I was shocked that I was the only person who seemed concerned about the situation.

So – I called the police.  By the time I had given the info (park location, child’s description, etc) – the mother had wandered up and I was able to hang up with the police and head home knowing that the child was safe – but he was alone for a good 45 minutes before I finally decided that the police needed to be called.

Did I over react? I don’t know?  I’m not a helicopter parent by any stretch of the imagination, but somehow I just can’t imagine letting my 4 year old head across a couple soccer fields and play at the park all alone.

The Name Game

So – Baby Delusional is going to be here in a little over a month, God Willing – and we still haven’t chosen a name.  Mr D and I just can’t seem to agree on any.  I want strong names, like Hamza, Omar, or Khalid.  Mr D wants Prophetic names like Idris (Enoch), Ayyub (Job), or Ilyas (Elijah).  We just aren’t finding a middle ground here.

This isn’t the first time that we went through this.  Though Adam’s name was pretty much set from the beginning, Isaac was orginally going to be Hamza (we won’t go into that story, needless to say, he’s named after the Prophet Isaac…and his grandpa) – and Iman…we literally went 2 weeks just calling her “the baby.”  I guess that’s an advantage of having a baby overseas – there is no rule about having a name before you leave the hospital.

This baby, however, is difficult.  Maybe it’s because I wasn’t prepared to be pregnant…maybe it’s because I was dealing with my dad’s illness and death…I just haven’t been able to match a name to the little person I feel budding inside of me.

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The funny thing is – when you’re trying to find a name for your baby, you suddenly realize how many names you don’t like – whether it’s because of an association with a person of that name, the way the name sounds in combination with middle/last, how the name fits in with the rest of the family – my list of names that I don’t want is clearly defined…yet my list of possibilities – very short indeed.

In the mean time – we’ll just go on calling him Baby Delusional.

I must clean all the things….ALL THE THINGS!

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CC image courtesy of Cornelia Kopp on Flickr

Nesting – have you heard of it?  Apparently it’s this phase that pregnant women go through – madly cleaning and organizing in an effort to prepare for baby.

I’m on baby #5 and this is my first time experiencing it.  Sure, with the others, I got their nurseries ready…organized all the clothes/diapers/baby goodies….but not like I’m experiencing with little Baby Delusional here.

It all started innocently enough.  I was unloading the dishwasher…which led to some water drips on my counter top.  I had to get a cloth to wipe it…which led to washing inside all of my cupboards and drawers…and then the front of my dishwasher…then the inside of it.  Yes, you read that right.  I washed the inside of my dishwasher.  Not only that – I did it with a toothbrush.  No lies, folks.

The next day it was my bathroom.  I woke up at 7 am with this insane urge to clean my bathroom…from the ceiling right down to the baseboards.  I even scrubbed the bathroom floor by hand.

Now – my house isn’t filthy by any means, there’s always something that needs cleaning…so after finishing my bathroom (and rewarding myself by eating dessert for breakfast) I went ahead and cleaned all the walls and baseboards in the house.  If I didn’t have to go out later that day I would have cleaned all the windows.

I’m still in this mad cleaning frenzy…It’s been nearly a week.  My eyes get all big and my heart palpitates just at the thought of something new to clean.

Wipe down and sanitize the washing machine??  YES!!

Clean out the furnace vents and covers?  Oh yes, please!

Take down all the light canopies and wash out the dust-bunnies and dead bugs?  OH GOD YES!

 

I’m sick people.  I need help.