Yesterday, I shared my tried and true tips to managing the common cold. Today, I wanted to talk to you about the one benefit of being sick. Yes, there is a benefit. Yes, it’s always the same benefit.
Getting sick forces me to slow down. It’s usually a cycle. I wear myself out. I overextend. Do too much. Take too much on. Fall sick. Then, the magic happens. I slow down in order to recover. Here in the quiet moments of having to slow down do I realize just how sweet, blissful and calm life is.
Why does it always take getting sick to slow down and experience this relaxed state of life? Everything just moves a little slower when you’re sick, right? Why can’t it move a little slower all the time?
This week was full of runny noses and rainy mornings. We traded in morning runs and trips to the market for cuddles on the couch. We stayed in our jammies until well after lunchtime, read lots of books and played really hard until passing out in the afternoon for a long nap. We had no place to be and nothing to do this week.
Suddenly, I was cherishing the things that once easily frustrated me. My son’s recent 5am wake up time has been an opportunity to spend quite time with him before sunrise. The hour of quietly rocking him before naptime is another moment in time where if I could freeze it and frame it, I would. That hour has felt like torture in the past. Not this week. It has been a welcome respite to what sometimes is a never ending “to do list” saturated life.
This week has been a lesson learned. I need to slow down. I need to unplug. Power down. Take a break from the internet. Put the never ending to do list down. Being sick has never felt so good to me. In a world of constant chaos and motion, it is refreshing to be still. I believe I will hang out here more often.
The common cold came knocking on the door last weekend if you remember correctly. It brought Science Guy and babypants to their knees. It tried to bring me down. It didn’t know that I came armed. I was prepared to fight. Along with my hippie voodoo cold remedy, I had some other tricks up my sleeve. Lucky for you, I am about to get all warm and fuzzy and share.
1. Soups: I recommend home made soup when available. Gluten free chicken noodle, chicken and rice or vegetable are all easy to make and light on the stomach but soothing for the soul. Always favorites in our house when sick.
2. Juice, Water and Herbal Teas: Make sure to drink plenty of fluids to help stay hydrated and help your body fight off the foreign invaders. We go with apple juice and orange juice for their high vitamin C content, as well as water and herbal teas like Cold Care and Throat Coat. Avoid caffeinated beverages. They will only promote dehydration and make you feel worse.
3. Garlic and coconut oil: Perhaps an unlikely choice but highly recommended. Both have antiviral properties and can help speed the healing process and may shorten the duration of symptoms. I put coconut oil in my tea and raw garlic cloves in my juice. Nature’s antibiotics, my friend, nature’s antibiotics.
4. Humidifier: During the winter months when the heat is constantly running, a humidifier will help to increase the moisture in the air and make breathing a little easier. We use a warm mist in our bedroom and a cool mist in babypants’ room.
5. Warm showers: A warm shower feels particularly luxurious when sick. Doesn’t it feel like your washing the illness right off?
6. Exercise: When in doubt, work it out. Actually, this one can be a bit tricky. Something simple like a head cold though and I can still run. I listen to my body carefully though and know it’s limits. If I feel good enough to run, I will. Physical movement is good for the body but too much of a good thing isn’t always a good thing. Avoid exercise when feverish as it can increase dehydration and possibly weaken your body’s ability to fight infection.
7. Rest: This should be a given but like most things in life, we tend to ignore that which our body needs. Seven to eight hours of sleep a night is optimal to allow our body’s cells to do the nightly housekeeping. When sick, make sure you are getting a proper amount of sleep and downtime.
8. Netflix: A dirty indulgence in our house during “sick” season. Many hours and seasons of Walking Dead can be viewed from the comfort of your couch under warm blankets while you rest.
So, that’s how we manage the common cold in our house. What do you do for the common cold?
Let me preface today’s post by saying that this is the only time I will mention this topic. So, let’s jump in with both feet and just do this. Miley Cyrus. There, it’s out there. Just like a bad rash that you can’t diagnose. Like a bad rash that won’t go away. Miley Cyrus is there. In your face. On the news. Taking up broadcast time. I can’t avert my eyes quick enough before I see her name splashed in headlines. Whether it is something she wore, something she said or something she did. It’s all there. It’s in my news feed. It’s on my news channel. It’s even social media fodder.
I’m bored. I don’t care about Miley Cyrus. I never cared about Miley Cyrus. I don’t want to hear her name or see her face. I don’t care to have her take up my news feed or precious broadcast time. I rarely watch TV and my time on the interwebs is limited. The last thing I want to do is spend that time trying to avoid reading or hearing about her. Make the madness stop, people. Please stop talking about her. Stop feigning interest in her. Please make her fade quietly into the background now. There are real things happening in our world that require our attention (chemical warfare and a governmental shutdown…ring a bell?) and she is not one of them.
We’re playing dominoes at my house. Only we aren’t using dominoes. We’re using colds. One by one, we all went down this weekend. Just like dominoes but not nearly as entertaining.
It started with babypants. He just cut teeth recently. It looks like he might be cutting more. It also looks like he might have seasonal allergies. On top of that awesomeness, it would appear that he also has his first real official cold. He’s been invited onto the merry go round of seasonal colds. Awesome. Sounds like fun, no? Yeah, I didn’t think so. He is sweaty, feverish, clammy, cranky, snotty, tired and overall just really sick. We have been treating him with lots of snuggles, cuddles, warm baths and Tylenol. We hope that he feels better soon.
The next night, Science Guy took the fall and succumbed to the holy hell of colds. He was down for the count. He kind of still is actually. We lost him to an entire day and night of sleeping. He was sick and really tired. He was having trouble recuperating. We wish him well and hope to see him soon.
I was the last man standing. I was left to fight the feverish, swollen gland, sore throat, snot nose of a cold. All by myself. The battle would be epic and ultimately I would fall like those before me. I, too, succumbed to the game of dominoes and fell in line like all the others and was rewarded with the beginning of one epic cold. Only, I can’t succumb to this epic cold.
Instead, I had to think fast on my feet and dig deep into my voodoo hippie medicine bag. I am currently drinking one cup of Cold Care Tea that has been doctored up with voodoo: 2 pinches of cloves, 1 teaspoon honey and 1 tablespoon coconut oil. If this doesn’t do the trick, I don’t know what will.
Cheers to good health and dominoes!
I’m here to tell you that postpartum hair loss is real. Very real. In case you have had a baby, know someone that has had a baby, are thinking about having a baby or have seen a baby before….this post is for you. I am going to tell you all the deep dirty secrets of postpartum hair loss. The stuff no one talks to you about. Not even your doctor.
It all started about 3-4 months after babypants was born. I was in the shower lathering up my glorious crown of pregnancy locks when I started to feel handfuls of hair wrapping around my fingers and shedding as I rinsed the shampoo and conditioner from my locks. I knew about the postpartum hair loss phenomena and so I thought not much of it. I continued on my merry way of washing, brushing and air drying. As the days went by though, I noticed that the hair was falling out quicker and in greater masses. The tub drain was clogged with hair every time I stepped in the shower. Every time I walked by the bathroom. Every time I thought of the bathroom. Like osmosis. My hair was in the drain. Science Guy was pulling clumps of hair out of the drain and plunging and snaking the drain to clear it. He didn’t say anything. I am pretty sure he thought I was dying. I didn’t say anything. I was pretty sure that if I pretended it wasn’t happening, it wasn’t happening.
My glorious crown had turned into medusa’s nest. It was a tangled mess of dry straw that I could not pass a brush through. I tried to limit the frequency with which I washed or brushed my hair, as if this meant my hair wasn’t falling out.
It didn’t work.
I headed to the hair dresser. I asked for a trim. I thought that this would preserve my hair. It would stop falling out in massive quantities.
This didn’t work.
A few months passed, I went back to the hairdresser. This time I had 3-4 inches cut off. This would surely prevent the massive fall out from happening. I went to the store, I bought a detangler. I bought new shampoo. I bought new conditioner. What else was there? This had to work! Like Charlie and the Chocolate Factory, for sure I found the Golden Ticket!
This didn’t work, folks.
In the meantime, I found a box of Phytocyane in my bathroom. I had purchased this awhile ago and had never finished using it. It claims to address temporary thinning of hair and create an appearance of fuller, lustrous, glorious shining locks! Yes, please. I will take one of those.
I am now 10 months post partum. I have lost more hair than I certainly acquired during my pregnancy. I am left with thinning hair and balding spots. When I pull my hair back, there are visible bald spots. When you see them, avert your eyes and pretend they aren’t there. That’s what I do. Every time. This is my truth. This is postpartum hair loss. The remedy? I am not sure. I am still looking though and if I find one I will surely let you know.
Have you experienced the dreaded postpartum hair loss? How did you handle it? I’d love to hair (ha!) your stories,
Babies are contagious. Do you know if there is a vaccination available for babies rabies?
While I have an awesome 10 month old at home, I realize that he isn’t the sweet, serene newborn baby I saw nestled on his dad’s chest this morning while I was in church. Nope. Toddlerhood is on the horizon at my house. My baby is standing, crawling, toddling, pushing, pulling, hitting, pinching, screaming, crying and sometimes throwing temper tantrums. Some days are great. Some days make me wish for a rewind button. Some days make me wish for a pause button because time is just moving to fast. Most days make me think I might be in the one and done camp. I am uncertain that I can handle two. This morning was different though.
Babies are contagious. Babies Rabies is on the rise.
Yes, please. I will take one brand new shiny baby in footie pajamas, swaddlers and mittens, please. Where can I get in line?
Happy Double Digits! I am a little late with this since you hit the big 1-0 last week but I was really busy raising you and keeping you alive and all. We have been really busy with the whole making more teeth, growth spurts, milestones and no time for sleep thing going on. I think double digits might have a surprise in store for us though.
We hit your 9 month appointment and got your official stats. You’re like the Mike Tyson of babies. Weighing in at 24 lbs and 6 ounces and measuring 30 inches, you sometimes rip my face off and bite my ear. The pediatrician validated my concerns: you, my baby, are a handful. A force to be reckoned with. A tornado of ten month activity.
You are extremely active and are in to everything. You are crawling, pulling up and standing but still need assistance. You are not quite walking on your own yet but we’ve seen some toddling. You survived a month of music class but it wasn’t really your bag of tricks. A little too slow for someone that needs to be on the go. If you’ve seen one maraca apparently you’ve seen them all. Next stop, little gym.
You have cut two more teeth and sprouted both your lateral incisors. You now have a total of seven teeth in that little mouth of yours. Better to bite people with I believe. You are still a baby foodie but mostly enjoying fine dining on purees with the occasional finger food here and there. Your lack of chewing sometimes makes finger food tricky. I spend a great deal of time fishing things out of your mouth lately.
You are totally digging the whole concept of stacking and nesting all of your toys. You have a shape sorter that gets used to house a lot of your smaller toys right now. Thoroughly entertaining for you. You love pushing and pulling your toys as well and in a pinch will slide your highchair around if it’s the only thing in sight. You also really love active play and anything that allows you to move. You build forts with your dada downstairs and hide out in the mornings.
Your temperament sometimes makes it difficult to get out of the door and go anywhere but when we do….well, it’s something else to see. Your personality is starting to form and you are quite the little ham. You could entertain me for hours with these crazy faces!!
Happy double digits babypants! Welcome to the wonderful world of 10 months. We love you to the moon and back. Around the world.
boss lady (one proud mama)
Let’s chat about DIY Home bloggers and my fascination with them. Are you familiar with them? The ones that document their daily house renovations and home projects such as gutting kitchens, bathrooms, installing salvaged wood flooring, building master suites, landscaping 10 acres of lawn, rewiring the electric with a toothpick and paperclip? All while pregnant, with toddlers or babies?? Are you familiar with these people? They exist. I know because I often read their blogs and follow their home renovations.
I am left wondering how it is that they renovate an entire kitchen with a toddler or baby in tow? Or rip up flooring, tear down walls or build furniture while pregnant and wrangling toddlers and babies. How do they do it? What’s their secret?
If you come to my house you are bound to run across piles of laundry on the laundry room floor, scattered toys all over the first floor, dust bunnies in the corners, unopened mail by the front door, dirty dishes in the sink, wet towels in the bathroom and folded laundry not yet put away that has sat on top of the dresser for days. This is an average day in my house. We struggle to get the standard chores done yet alone tackle drywall, flooring, tiling, furniture making and window hanging.
DIY’ers, how ever do you do it???? I don’t get it.
Despite the unseasonably warm weather we are having this week, I am super excited for fall! I can’t wait to watch the foliage turn, bundle up in sweaters, eat every pumpkin baked good I can find and snuggle under the blankets with hot cocoa. I have put together a short bucket list of the things we are most looking forward to this fall!
Let the festivities commence. What are you looking forward to this fall?