Category: Being a Mom

Well, it would appear that by writing a post about the Warm-Weather Cold as part of my work on the Vicks Blogger Brigade, I JINXED myself!  Or, rather, my little Sophie!  She has already had two warm-weather colds this summer, the second coming in combination with last week’s infected eye.

Of course, said cold includes a cough.  So it’s a good thing I’ve got my Vicks!  That’s one of my favorite things about Vicks VapoRub – even though I use it very liberally, it still lasts F-O-R-E-V-E-R.  I’d say we get about an average number of colds in our house each year, and I don’t have to run out and buy a new jar of VapoRub every time – it is a great value for the money!

Ever since Joshua had his first cold as a toddler, I have been frustrated by the lack of available and effective cold medicines for children.  There is pretty much nothing safe to give a child under 2, and the evidence shows that most cough & cold medicines for kids don’t really work all that well.  But I have found VapoRub to be effective and safe for kids over 2 time and time and time again! And there’s always Vicks BabyRub for the really little ones!

So – since we’ve got some summer sickies around here, I’ve whipped out the Vicks to soothe Sophie’s cough once again.  It helps us all sleep better at night (right now she’s really only coughing at night) and it makes me feel good to know it’s totally safe, something my family has used for three generations now!

So if you’ve been hit with the warm-weather cold this summer, don’t forget to get out the VapoRub to soothe those coughs!  And don’t forget to check out the Vicks VapoRub Facebook page to learn about Vicks and discuss the product with other VapoRub users!

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I am being compensated for my work on the Vicks Blogger Brigade.  All opinions about the product are my own.

Oh, these children.  These children of mine, I love them so much.  And I wanted them so much.  I don’t remember not wanting them.

And if someone would have told me, when I was a starry-eyed tween dreaming of a family one day, of a cute baby who’d adore the crap out of me, that I’d be hiding from my own spawn in the kitchen sucking down a Mountain Dew and freebasing cookie dough to deal with the STRESS they’d be causing me, well, I’d have said “that sounds like crazy talk”.

But, as it turns out, it’s like, very realistic talk.

No one tells you, when you’re pregnant, or trying to get that way, that although your baby will surely adore you, there will quickly come a time when they adore themselves so much more.  And this time is acutally a long stretch of years when the natural selfishness of a child takes over and they kind of treat you like crap.  When they can’t see that mommy is exhausted, depleted, or for goodness’ sake BUSY because really, their IMMEDIATE EMERGENCY need for fruit snacks is pretty much all-consuming.

I know I was like this as a child.  We all were. And now I am an adoring daughter and my mom and I enjoy a wonderful relationship, so clearly at some point I stopped being a selfish little leach.

So that’s good.  There’s a light at the end of the tunnel.  Maybe in about 2o years my children will see me as more than a means to an end.

A mom can dream.