10 Crazy Things I did when I was Pregnant.

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Ah yes, that time when you are overwhelmed with good wishes and helpful…… friends. When you’ve spent months and months dreaming of how great you will look and feel. Only to find out that pregnancy tends to bring out the crazy… in EVERYONE!

So the baby is all snug in your womb and you and daddy are over the moon (:

You decide to keep it a secret and you plan how you’re going to tell your family, friends, practically anyone!

What you don’t know about and nobody has ever told you about is those crazy dreams, actions, and feelings that take over your otherwise normal emotional and mental states.

What I was never told that growing a baby really means your inner witch (I felt like Sarah with Winifred’s attitude) comes out to play…

(Okay, so you don’t want to eat them but seriously every child captures your eye and every baby is in need of big cuddles and snuggles, obviously!)

Anyway to the crazy

#1

I got angry at my husband and refused to talk to him for a full day because of a dream (I “Pheobe’d” him). The dream its self-was pretty crazy with ex-girlfriends and fights with my dad. (This happened often)

#2

I lost my shoes for three days (the only pair that felt comfortable enough to wear). I found them in the freezer?! Like what?

#3

I ate nothing but oranges, carrots and bread (for bub 1) and zinger burgers (bub 2). Can’t beat those cravings right 🙂

#4

I cried watching Hot Shots. The ridiculous movie to cry over. Seriously, I laughed at Titanic because everything seemed hilariously over the top then cried during Hot Shots. Let’s hope it was a delayed response and not a true break in mental capacity.

#5

I developed a love for my husband’s clothes. I stole, wore and stretched his shirts and jumpers (in particular his hoody) because they were comfy. My clothes weren’t.

#6

I couldn’t handle the smell of vanilla.

It’s vanilla one of the most bearable scents in the world and I couldn’t stomach it with bub number 2. I love it now and before falling pregnant. But, At that time it was bound to bring about nausea and vomit.

#7

I slept for an entire day and then failed to sleep for the rest of the week except 20-30min naps in the morning. Yay, that was fun.

#8

I developed a need to uncover my stomach (bub 2) because clothes felt itchy and restricting. Going into public was awful.

#9

I developed an interesting response to the weather. During the summer months, I needed an extra blanket and complained when my husband turned the heater off. This is crazy because we live in outback Australia where the temperatures reach over 40 degrees Celsius most days and we see nights of around 36 degrees. During the winter I needed the air cooler on because I was too hot. (Both bubs were winter babies). Pretty sure hubby was contemplating moving out or kicking me outside.

#10

I left my car to have a lunch date with hubby. Nice right? Well, what I also left was the keys in the ignition and the driver’s door open. Thankfully hubby saw this and sorted everything out.

What about you? What crazy things did you do?

❤ Taominx

It’s a Horrible Truth

I received my sons school report today.

My son is autistic but we are having trouble finding the support he needs.

It took us eight years to find someone willing to give us a diagnosis (not that I have received that report yet).

Until this year we had him placed in mainstream public school. I haven’t regretted our decision, until this moment.

My intelligent, beautiful son; was treated like a naughty child in that public school and I’m am incredible said to admit I treated him the same. (Behaviour wise).

I had trouble associating my experiences with my son and those of his public school teachers.

At home he loved reading, he enjoyed learning with numbers. He loved trying everything. When he started school, he became less interested. He stopped trying. I constantly blamed myself and got angry at him.

I would yell and become frustrated. I would try and talk to him and he promised to try harder just for him to slip back into the disruptive behaviour.

The teachers began to hold him back to finish his school work while the other kids had lunch and played. He was forced to repeat and was bullied regularly. Those bullies physically hurt him, he came home bruised on several occasions. However, it was my son that was named “Instigator”.

An autistic child, such as mine, can not express themselves to another. When frustrated my son will scream, when scared he will cower, when pushed he will retaliate with violence. He does not understand the intricacies of social conduct. He has no idea how friendships work. If a child hit him and called him friend he would know no different.

We were consistently bombarded with the schools “concerns” about him. We were routinely reminded that we had to have him “diagnosed” otherwise his treatment would stay the same.

I’ll be honest the first three years were liveable. Not perfect but his teachers were fairly understanding. Even though they were understanding they still stood around with their hands tied by red tape and proper professional behaviour. I’ll also note that those teachers were women.

Last year he had his first male teacher.

Everything fell apart, that fine line we had been treading snapped under the pressure.

Again and again this teacher pulled us into his class room. Stared down at as and tore our child apart.

Again and again he told us he could not “teach” a child like ours. He would tell us he didn’t have the time for our son. Never did he listen to our boy, or to us. But, that child or the staff member that pointed blame at my child was believed with no investigation.

My son began to suffer as he never had. He began to have night terrors. He told us everyday he was sick in hopes we would keep him home. His thick brown hair began to recede and fall from his head. My child was loosing weight and still his teacher treated him as a nuisance.

My husband and I began to hunt for another school one that would be willing to help. We failed to find a public School that took us seriously. Even more, that dreaded paperwork we had been trying to get since my son was three, was requested; Demanded until we wanted to scream aloud with anger.

Finally September rolled around and we found a doctor willing to listen to us. Even better she wrote a referral to a paediatrician. Because we had spent so long trying to work within our local community and we were failed. Our new paediatrician was not just out of town. He was out of state.

Within two months we had a appointments set to determine his condition.

We took him and they were supportive, the diagnosed him but I haven’t received the report yet. It’s been four months.

We had to bite the bullet and place our son in a private school we can’t afford just so he can have the support he needs to learn.

Even without the official report they are trying so hard for our son. They have him placed in special development classes to work on his social skills. His teachers take the time to talk him through his work and encourage him.

And we received his school report today.

I’m in tears, my wonderful son is trying so hard. His teachers praise him for his developments, slow as they might be. They praise him for the kind gentle child that he is.

He isn’t bullied, in fact, the other children encourage him. He plays alone because that is his choice.

Never have I felt so completely heart broken and so unbelievably happy at the same time.
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This post is from 2015, I wrote and posted it on my first WordPress blog. As Me and Miss Tay is the one I want to keep I’m now posting it here.

So a quick update on my boy.

It took us nine, NINE! months to receive his ASD report and then it was only thanks to that brilliant private school that took him in. The harassed the Doctors and hunted it down because my queries were going unanswered. The even payed the overdue payments (I refused to pay the last of my bill until I saw the report). This school has been a god send (side note it’s a Catholic school) he’s advanced, he may never be an “A” student but going from a failing student to a “D” and sometimes “C” student is just amazing.

He has the support of the whole school. I’ve seen students calm him when he was in a meltdown, I’ve seen students try and teach him, with patience beyond their years, how to play sports. He gets invited to birthdays, his teachers are supportive and he has a special aid to help him.

This school was the best thing that ever happened to our boy.

His current teacher and I, don’t see eye to eye all the time but thats fine she’s pushing Dante’s limits. We, she and I, just have different methods of teaching. She thinks I should watch him do everything and I mean everything he does. Where I believe for my som to become a functioning adult he needs to be taught to take responsibility for himself and his actions.

Her way has me micro managing him and mine has a list of chores (written down so he can see them, of course) that he has to do everyday after school.

I raised him from day one my way, but he likes her way, and why wouldn’t he everybody else does everything for him and he has uninterrupted attention.

But he’s succeeding and that’s all that matters.

❤️

Taominx

PS I need to find a way to thank this school.

Sleep? What’s sleep? A Mummy’s Struggle.

I’m sitting in a darkened room. The dawns light creeping across the walls as I stare into the eyes of the demon spawn I call my daughter.

She smiles at me and even as tired as I am my heart warms at the sight. I know all day today I’m going to be stressed, I’m going to look pale and drawn, I’m going to snap at the littlest things and I’m going to pass out on the couch at some point.

I also know that I have a lot to do today, between getting my son ready for school and completing my assessment for my Diploma and all those chores mummy’s like me have to do. Today is going to feel similar to those mornings after a long forgotten night with cocktails in my hand.

Honestly, I don’t think I’ve ever been as tired as when I became a parent to the baby in my arms.

My son, who at this point may just be my favourite (shhh), was a good baby. At 6 weeks old he slept through the night. At 2 he was in his own bed (until early morning which would be when he’d climb into mine).

However, the child in my arms I’ve struggled with setting a routine.

I’ve tried the bath, bottle, and bed.

I’ve tried letting her cry (that just caused an increase of paranoia and depression)

I’ve tried rocking her to sleep in a dark room

I’ve tried shushing toys

Trust me, I’ve tried it!

Even tried baby massage and Essential oils. This sweet child that I hold in my arms just won’t go down until she’s ready. That time is usually after Daddy comes home from work. She matches his hours and it’s frazzling mine.

Daddy works nights so he isn’t home until well after midnight sometimes it will be 3 am before he’s home and she just won’t go down without seeing him.

He can come home and pick her up, he’ll talk to her and within 20 minutes his little girl will be asleep.

Leaving mummy exasperated and exhausted!

Tonight… was different I thought I was making headway. I thought I was getting somewhere.

I was wrong!!!!

See, at one stage I was the luckiest mum in the world and both kids would be asleep by ten and not get up until 8 am.  When the alarm went off. Then something changed….

I know what changed! Miss Tay was weaned off the boob, refused the bottle and Daddy tried to save Mummy’s sanity by putting Miss Tay to sleep. It was 1 am that morning before she exhausted both of us and herself to sleep.

Then a trend started, Daddy was the only one that could put her to sleep. I figured “Hey, that’s cool, once my milk has dried up and she used to not having boob I’ll have an easier time putting her to sleep”

Dream on Mama!!!

Miss Tay decided if she wasn’t getting what she wanted Mummy wouldn’t get what she wanted!

She screamed and screamed, and screamed and chucked a fit, and Once again Daddy came to the rescue and Demon spawn Tay was down in twenty minutes.

Rinse and repeat!

For months this mummy has been trying to find a way to get her baby sleeping and tonight was by far the worst.

My little Princess surprised us all when at 11 pm she was sound asleep. (Enter mummy cheer here) I took the advantage and by 11:30 I was asleep. Ahhh the bliss, the sweet, sweet calm of sleep on my poor tired itchy eyes. Imagine my surprise when 2 am hit and Daddy being still awake had to attempt to put Miss Tay BACK to sleep. Oh, dear poor Daddy!

At 3 am Daddy had enough and Miss Tay was promptly dropped on the mattress beside me. Unceremoniously waking this mummy up with a start.

It’s now 7:30 am and Miss Tay is still going strong. She’s chattering, and laughing, she’s pulled toys out and she’s already had breakfast. I’ve changed her nappy twice and filled her “bottle” four times.

She’s tricked me several times by curling up in my arms and relaxing almost to the point I had thought I won.

But this round goes to Miss Tay, she’s bouncing and on top of the world and Mummy has to start school preparations.

Ahhh, sleep! What is sleep! How I wish for a night of cocktails but right now I’d take more than four hours sleep.

Oh, look, the other ones up now too!

Taominx

(The Tired Mummy)

Why I am Proud to be a C-Section Mum!

So, back in early December my bestie had her bubba via emergency c-section at 26 weeks, bubbas doing brilliantly by the way. Anyway, one of the first things she said to me was how amazing I was for undergoing a Caesarian section. I’ll be honest this was the weirdest comment I’ve ever received.

I’m a belly birth mum, I have two kids, Both caesarian births the first was an emergency after two failed attempts at induction and no labour. The second was a decision made due Gestational Diabetes and having my baby away from the local hospital. (We’ve had plenty of mistakes and mishaps happen locally and I didn’t trust them) I still waited until 39+2 to have the second.

I have never known a “normal” birth (for lack of a better word). My mother, my aunt and my sister are all belly mums. Though my mum still managed a VBAC (Vaginal Birth After Caesarean). So to hear that what I did was amazing was kinda foreign. I mean c-sections were kinda the norm for me and I’ve always believed that giving birth was amazing no matter how it came about.

But, I began to think about it and I talked to other belly mums. We shared stories of our births and stories of our treatments. I was amazed to find out how many belly mums were actually treated poorly by other mums because the believed that by having a Caesarean we were “choosing” the easy way out!

I was appalled, I had always been jealous of other mums because they got to experience a labor. But when I, myself, was faced with a prejudiced comment about my birth my heart broke.

A lady, I didn’t even know, over heard me tell my son (now 11) about how I had him via C-section and she had the nerve to tell me. Not only that I must have been a slut to have a child so young but that I didn’t deserve my child as I chose the easy way out of delivery. She raved on further by telling me that she wouldn’t be surprised if I was receiving welfare payments just so I could dump my child on someone else to drink the weekends away.

I walked away, I had my son with me and I didn’t need to add any more negativity to the situation. I was absolutely gob smacked. How could someone judge so harshly?

After I got home, I set my son up with food and a drink and put a movie on. As I watched him eat and laugh I became angry.

Like every other mother, I literally put my life on the line to become a mother. My every breath and every choice, I make knowing it will affect my child and yet I had been so badly disrespected!

I thought back to my experience with his birth. Did you know that I reacted badly to some of the drugs that they used on me in order to have my son?

My first Caesarean section saw me temporarily paralysed from the neck down, having trouble breathing, throwing up and not being able to move my head. I was choking on vomit! My husband had to physically move my head in order for me to throw up in a kidney dish under my cheek. What makes it worse that once he moved my head, I couldn’t do anything but drool out the corner of my mouth.

I was finally administered yet another drug to counter act the reaction from the first. Unfortunately, for me, I seriously can’t remember what drug set me off and it’s not written anywhere in the birth notes.

So, I became a belly mum feeling like a failure as I never had a labor. I reacted badly to the anaesthesia and didn’t get to hold my son for his first hour of life.

After that experience, I found it hard to connect to my child.

It wasn’t until my second preganacy that my eyes were truly opened to the risk I was putting myself through when my Doctor had me read and sign a form listing all the risks of a Caesarean birth. I almost cancelled the whole damn thing!!!!

While all births have risks, Caesarian births have a higher risk then vaginal births with a longer recovery time (usually). A mummy can be sent home as early as 5 hours after birth. A belly mummy won’t be able to leave for at least 24 hrs and generally not before day 3! A mummy will heal is around 1-2 weeks a belly mummy can spend 4-8 weeks healing and a further 6 months before feeling confident enough to start working out again.

Further more a belly mum CANNOT drive before 6 weeks after and if you do you will void your insurance.

Here is a list of the most common complications for Belly mums

– Infection.
– Heavy blood loss.
– A blood clot in the legs or lungs.
– Nausea, vomiting, and severe headache after the delivery (related to anesthesia and the abdominal procedure).
– Bowel problems, such as constipation or when the intestines stop moving waste material normally (ileus).
– Injury to another organ (such as the bladder). This can occur during surgery.
– Maternal death (very rare). About 2 in 100,000 cesareans result in maternal death.

Cesarean risks for the bubba include:

– Injury during the delivery.
– Need for special care in the neonatal intensive care unit (NICU).
– Immature lungs and breathing problems, if the due date has been miscalculated or the infant is delivered before 39 weeks of gestation.

Long-term risks of cesarean section

Mummas who have a caesarian scar have slightly higher long-term risks. These risks increase with each additional cesarean delivery and can include:

– Breaking open of the incision scar during a later pregnancy or labor (uterine rapture)
– Placenta previa, the growth of the placenta low in the uterus, blocking the cervix.
– Placenta accreta, placenta increta, placenta percreta (least to most severe). These Are when the placenta grows deeper into the uterine wall than normal. This can lead to severe bleeding after childbirth and may lead to mummy having to have a hysterectomy.

I was so freaked out, I had never been faced with the seriousness of a Caesarian before and here I was signing a piece of paper, my sister sitting beside me in shock, that listed all these issues we had never been told about. We had the same Doctor at our local hospital and all he ever said was that it was a simple procedure.

It was empowering to know that I had done that for my children and would -*continue to do. Because, as the second Caesarian was planned, I was informed that a third pregnancy would see me having a Caesarian section no matter what I wanted. I will NEVER know what labour and birth would be like. So having this stranger treat me with such contempt made me angry.

I am proud to be a belly mum!! And I’ll always be proud to be a belly mum. I risked my life for my babies and no shallow women’s comments will ever take that from me.

Taominx

Living With Depression!

If there is one thing so many people can understand it’s Depression, but do non-sufferers really understand the full weight you carry? Or just not try and understand?

I’ve never really taken the time to understand depression even when being assailed by its demons. Even bringing up depression has friends and family reeling “no! you don’t!” They’d say or simply scoff and brush it off “you’re just having a bad day”

A bad day…..

A bad is when you blow a tire and you 45 mins late to an important meeting! A bad day is when your kids just won’t let you pee by yourself and then you spill milk all over the shopping centre floor! A bad day is when you simply don’t get enough sleep so you make mistakes at work which forces you to have to redo everything!

That’s a bad day!

My “Bad Days” consist of being physically sick because my mind is full of shadows, my bad days are not moving from bed all day and sleeping my life away because I just can’t see the benefits of living! My Bad days are watching everyone around me through a grey haze because I don’t fit in or feel like I should even bother, I’m convinced those same people hate me but won’t tell me, I’m convinced they will toss me out like an old sandwich… No remorse, no concern, nothing holding them back from completely wiping me from their lives and memories.

My “bad days”,, as you call it, are warped into desperation and illness. I’ll spend nights not sleeping because my mind won’t stop telling me the world doesn’t want me! I’ll spend days not eating because my emotions are just so very dark that I’m feeling incredibly sick. I’ll do all these things day in and day out.

My bad days are more than my good days. If I asked a non-suffer when there bad days like mine were I bet they’d probably say a few times a year. You’re a few times a year can be our “good days”!

Swallow that!
Let that marinate in your minds eye… tell me if you can live in the shadows like we do!

I’m not writing this so that I can gain sympathy, I’m not writing this because I want attention. I don’t want that attention! I hate having my life tainted with depression and anxiety!
I want to love my life!
My life is awesome!
I can understand, logically, that I am incredibly lucky but emotionally I’m always waiting for the fall out. Mentally I’m always fighting with myself to recognise the awesomeness that is my life! I’m tired, mentally, emotionally and physically tired of fighting myself and then fighting the pitfalls of life.
I’m tired!

No……
I don’t want your sympathy.
Your empathy… maybe.
Your understanding….. yes!
Your support…… most definitely!

Right now I’m sitting here thinking “gee you sound like a whinging little parasite, who cares about your issues? Nobody is going to want to read this you’re wasting your time! You’re not important enough for this to matter! Why would you bother with this post? Everyone is going to think you are only after the attention. Nobody likes those people who beg for attention! Scorn…. ridicule… that’s all you’re going to get because they can see through you and your attempts at bringing awareness!”

But I want to write this because I DO want to share with you! I want to show people they aren’t alone! And right now, with my depression swirling around my head, I think that this is the PERFECT time for ME to write about it!

Do you know what depression is?? Do you know how to combat it?? Do you know who to see when it hits?? I’ll be honest I’m horrible at all those things when it comes to me!

But when it comes to others I’m quite happy to show you the way!

And my blog is how I’m going to!

So, What is depression?

Anyone can feel depressed, most people have. But BEING depressed is different. Depression is the onset of low emotions that persist for days, weeks, and months at a time. Some sufferers have depression so bad that their low moods can last years. It can affect you physically as well. Lots of sufferers deal with headaches, nausea, and aches and pains. A lot of sufferers even gain or lose weight as their moods change. I, myself, binge eat when my mood plummets and then it’s a vicious cycle I get depressed about my weight then I eat and get depressed about how much I’m eating.

How does it affect you?

Depression affects you in various ways. Including the way you think and act. Many believe that depression is about low and negative moods, the moods are just one aspect to how you can be affected.

So, What are the signs?

• Lowered self esteem and/or self worth
• Changes In sleep
• Changes in appetite
• Changes in sexual drives (decrease or absent)
• Uncontrollable emotional states ( generally towards the negative! Feeling guilty, inadequate, pessimistic anger, irritability, and anxiety, etc),
• Varying Emotion levels (feeling down in the morning but gradually feeling better as the day continues)
• Reduced Pain Tolerance (lowered pain thresholds and an increase of persistent ailments)
• Poor Concentration And Memory ( some sufferers feel demented)
• Poor Motivation
• Less likely to go out
• Failure to finish work/school work
• Withdrawing from friends and family
• Relying on alcohol or sedatives
• Inability to enjoy normal activities (activities they have enjoyed in the past)
• An increase of negative thoughts (I’m a failure, it’s my fault, everyone would be better off without me, etc)
• Feeling tired and drained constantly
• Always sick
• Headaches and muscles pains
• Churning Stomach/nausea

These signs and symptoms are continually and may present at any time and sometimes for no reason.

So, How do you treat depression?

If you’re lucky you can get through it without intervention. Most people however employ treatments that deal with depression through Psychological (therapy) means, Pharmaceutical means, or with Natural Medicines and Therapies (meditation, aromatherapy, etc).

Psychological Therapies can be done alone or in groups. The most common and most effective treatment is Cognitive Behaviour Therapy (CBT). It is a structured treatment that works by identifying thoughts and behaviours that cause depression or those that hinder recovery. This treatment method teaches you to think rationally about the issue at hand and to alter negative thoughts and behaviour patterns or reactions into something more realistic and positive.

The other treatments are Interpersonal Therapy (IPT), Behaviour Therapy, Mindfulness-based Congnitive Therapy (MBCT)

Pharmaceutical forms of treatments don’t just consist of antidepressants. More severe cases, use antipsychotics, mood stabilisers, and antidepressants to combat their conditions (such as Bipolar Disorder and Psychosis).

There are a lot of antidepressants to choose from. The antidepressant a suffer ends up using can be one of SIX types. All work, all have side effects and all are given based on many factors, medical history, age, symptoms, other medications, severity, pregnancy or breastfeeding (if you’re a women). They vary from person to person, so finding the right antidepressant and treatment for a single sufferer can take months. It’s, however, extremely important to find a treatment method that works for you! Forget how your best friend, sister, aunt, neighbour is doing. It’s all about YOU!

The most commonly used type of antidepressant in Australia are Selective Serotonin Reuptake Inhibitors (SSRI’s). These include Sertralines, Citaloprcem, Escitalopram, Paraoxetine, Fluoxetine, and Fluvoxamine. All of the SSRI’s are generally well tolerated and non-sedating (generally).

Others types of antidepressants are

Serotonin and Noradrenaline Reuptake Inhibitors (SNRI’s have fewer side effects, prescribed for severe depression and are safer when overdose occurs),

Reversible Inhibitors of Monoamine Oxidase A (RIMA’s have fewer side effects, non-sedating, less effective treating severe depression, help with anxiety and sleeping difficulties),

TriCyclic Antidepressants (TCA’s are effective but harmful, affects newer drugs ie SSRI’s, likely to cause low blood pressure),

Noradrenaline-Serotonin Specific Antidepressants (NaSSA’s are newer antidepressants, helpful with anxiety and sleeping, generally low in sexual side effects ie drop in desire/ability, may cause weight gain),

Noradrenaline Reuptake Inhibitors (NARI’s designed to work selectively on Noradrenaline, less likely to cause drowsiness/sleepiness, after the initial does is likely to cause restless sleeping patterns, increase of sweat production, cause sexual difficulties, cause urination difficulties, increase heart rate).

This blog is important to me and mental illness is close to my heart. I appreciate you reading and hope you learnt something. Even if it’s just to listen harder when someone says they are having a “bad day”. Please if you believe a friend or loved one is suffering help can be reached at anytime on the following 24 hr Free call phone services.

Beyondblue.org.au
1300 22 46 36

Lifeline.org.au
131114

SANE Mental Illness Helpline
1800 688 382

The information I have shared to day can be found on the Beyondblue website (linked above) as well as a Mental Health check list.

The information used in today’s blog can also be found on Black Dog Institute website.

Both of these websites hold vast amounts of information and are in an easy to read format. I found them both truly helpful when researching this condition.

Take care of each other


Taominx.

As always, I am not affiliated with any of the brands, websites or products showcased in this blog. This blog was written based on personal experiences and research. Any information in this blog has been shared by me with the intent of distributing information, this information is in no way to be used as medically diagnostic. I am not trained medically and am simply reciting information available to the public in hopes of helping sufferers and there family to seek professional help from certified practitioners.

Nappy Rash Creams: Which One?

It’s hot these days, and with the heat comes a lot of problems when you have kids. Some are superficial like sticky fingers, and swimming pool visits. Others are not as nice like rashes.

When you have kids you learn pretty quickly that rashes and kids are very common. Most aren’t a concern some are worrisome and some linger like an uninvited guest.
In the last month or so our house has been plagued with nappy rashes.
So what a better time to start trial different creams than right now!
So below you will find comparisons and treatments for nappy rashes.

The Product!!!

Bepanthen
A common staple to new mums Bepanthen comes highly recommended and highly endorsed. What we must consider though is it highly recommended because of its ability to aid in healing or is it recommended because it’s so readily available?

Sudocrem
Another highly recommended cream, and one I’ll admit I use quite readily. So does this cream outlast and out treat nappy rash?

Curash
Curash isn’t a brand I use without trepidation, I’ve found plenty of issues with plenty of Curash products. But I maintain that it’s still a viable treatment for some babies…..Just not mine……usually.

Dermaveen
This cream is actually a new one on me I’d never actually heard of it before Bellabox sent it out in a Bella baby box. I now have two tubs of it and plenty of nappy time left that I feel it will not be wasted.

About the products!!!

Bepanthen
Bepanthen Nappy treatment is a solid product that you can use quite well and it will aid most healing. It creates a water proof barrier between the delicate bubba skin and the harsh wet nappies. Bepanthen contains Pro-Vitamin B5 which aids in healing and repair.

Sudocrem
Sudocrem is a product my family use almost to the exclusion of others, not that it hasn’t failed us in the past. It’s a great product that has a great amount of uses being as not only is it a nappy Rash cream but it helps eczema and dry skin. It’s main ingredient is Zinc Oxide.

Curash
Curash is probably my least favourite on the list. I have, however, found need and use for the Cream. Curash has aloe Vera in it and becomes clear so it’s a little difficult to ensure full coverage. It’s great for extra sensitive skin types.

Dermaveen
Dermaveen is a new product in my household and I’ve found myself pleasantly surprised. It’s use on my daughter, however, yields surprising results. It contain Zinc oxide and natural colloidal oatmeal.

None of these creams have an offending smell and all are well packaged.

How to use!!!

All of the creams above are used the same way, a way that is kind of self explanatory.
Wipe clean the area affected and massage in the appropriate amount of nappy Rash cream of your choice. Ensuring full coverage!

The Results!!!

Unlike how to use the creams, the results are different. But, please remember, each child is different and each result is individual. What works for my daughter may not work for yours.

Bepanthen is a good product and a product I’d use again. It creates a great coverage but I’ve noticed with my daughter continued use leads to her nappy Rash becoming inflamed and bleeding. It’s quite off putting. Funnily, Sudocrem did the same thing to my son. I share this to illustrate that each result is different. The best thing about Bepanthen is it takes very little to cover an affected area. It’s thin and doesn’t make our children uncomfortable while wearing it.

Sudocrem is the product that my daughter gets slathered in and its results are almost immediate. It’s thick structure allows for great coverage and wearability. However, recently she had a horrible nappy Rash that Sudocrem just couldn’t kick. It’s was incredibly red and itchy, I feared it would need doctor interference. See even my favourite product isn’t fool proof. Sudocrem also has the issue of sticking to your hands and everything else it touches. White dusty imprints everywhere. Rather funny when you get butt cheek imprints on the couch. 🙃don’t fear it’s easy to clean up!

Curash is great for sensitive skins and as it turns out quite helpful when fighting of a Rash that laughed in Sudocrem’s face. Curash earns itself a lot of respect for that! My baby was in constant discomfort until I used it, within two hours of the first application what was a horrid brown-red Rash with white pustules and a terrifying itch was now just a mild pink mark. The white lumps were still prominent but even they were shifted within the first 24hrs of treatment. By the second day of Curash application the Rash turned to a small pink Rash and the itch was a horrible memory. Finally, the house got some solid sleep!

Dermaveen, now I’ll admit dermaveen was at a disadvantage. Once Curash dealt with the big Rash, I kind of kept up the use. But then Curash stopped working. Or maybe because of the hot weather my baby was just cursed to have nappy Rash repeat. Thankful this time it was just the normal red Rash. Curash couldn’t kick this one. So Dermaveen got a shot. It worked well but it took a long time to do so. What Sudocrem and even Bepanthen could’ve kicked in 12 hours took Dermaveen 24-48 hrs. But, it left my baby with lovely soft skin. Even my hands felt great afterwards. So while Dermaveen is a very good product it is slow to work. But who knows that just might be why her skin was so soft and healthy looking afterwards. I used Dermaveen on every nappy change for a week after that and nappy Rash has yet to return. Coincidence? Perhaps, or maybe Dermaveen is just that good.

Where Can I Get One?

These products and many more are available at your Local grocery stores and chemists. More than likely you’ve also received some of these products in baby gifts.
It’s a bit of a trial game when it comes to what works so don’t be put off by them.

Would I recommend?

Yes, all of these products are useful and as a parent your going to need them readily available to you

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I am in no way affiliated with these brands, the above are based on my opinions, experience and research.

How to Take Great Newborn Photos Using Only Your iPhone.

So you’ve finally had that little bundle of joy and now you want to share them with the world!  But, how do you get a photo that paints you as a supermodel instead of a sleep-deprived zombie?

You know the ones!

Mummy sitting pretty all clear-eyed, smiling brightly. Baby looking calm, chubby and completely adorable. The photo so clean you could almost swear that they were sitting in front of you the whole time!

Yup, those photos!

Sometimes you can fluke it but mostly it takes several shots to get that one perfect picture. So many people will just shrug and say “I just had a baby! Who cares how I look?”

Well, just because you’re a parent now doesn’t mean you can’t look as awesome as you feel. I have so many pictures of me and my children. I still regret that so many pictures have me as a frumpy dumpy housewife (nothing against housewives. I’m one myself) So, why not put your best foot forward… or in this case best face!

Don’t stress the photos are easy even if it does take time, But that’s why they created the “burst” shot. They are so easy, in fact, You can even use your phone!

So how do you do it?

For Mum and Dad

Always start with a shower!

I know! It’s so simple and regular that you’ll probably be thinking.

“But why are you mentioning this?”

I bring this up because it’s so easy to forget to have a shower when you have a newborn (one of those things that nobody ever tells you can happen) A shower will set the mood for your photos. You will feel clean, clear-headed, and just so wonderful.

Wear comfortable clothing!

This point is probably self-explanatory too, but being in clothes that are uncomfortable will deteriorate your photo happy self very quickly. So aim for something chic and comfortable. Abiding by this rule will also help if the photo session takes longer then you think. (It will because of it so much fun).

Go for a natural look! 

Don’t give yourself dramatic makeup (unless of course, that’s your thing)

Go for a minimalist look. The aim is to look soft and maternal not like a fierce party girl. You want to make the other mums swoon at your natural glow and pristine skin.

“Show me your best side”… so important.

Everyone has one.

Just look at the way you align your selfies. You are naturally inclined to shift into a position that makes you look spectacular.

And even if you don’t feel like it. Standing up straight will make you look healthy, happy, and will stretch those beaten joints and muscles.

If you get this right your body will also look leaner and meaner.

For Baby 

Make Sure Baby is Clean and Full.

A new nappy and a full tummy will make baby sleepy. Keep her warm (or him) and they will be easy to pose and work with to get that perfect shot. Comfort your bundle through the whole experience and you’ll be smiling at the end.

Dress Baby in the Cutest Outfit! 

Have fun with this!

Baby boy will look adorable dressed in suspenders

Baby girl will look priceless in a tutu

Clichéd?

Maybe?

 They are classics for a reason. Just have fun with it! There are so many stores online that sell the perfect outfits for the photos. I always favoured Ruffle bums!

My favourite stores are With love 4 kids and La Sienna Couture.

Pinterest and Instagram are great for finding amazing handmade outfits for Bub or even inspirations for your photoshoot.

The Picture! 

Like I said these photos can be captured on your phones or smart device. No need for you to spend thousands on a brand new camera. You can get some amazing apps for iPhone and Android.

I have an iPhone and I use camera+ you can set this camera to burst mode and it will catch shot after shot. Be careful though it’s slow in burst mode so if you move before it’s finished it will capture some great blurs or ground shots.

I tend to get frustrated with it so I just continually tap the capture button.

The light!

You need the best, cleanest light. This step is important the better the light the better the picture. A good rule of thumb is later mornings (about 10 am) this time of day limits the shadows cast by your chosen backgrounds and lightens up the star of the picture. (That being bubba bundle and you!)

The background!

You want a background that is minimalistic. This keeps you and your baby as the main focus. A blank wall is always good or use a nice outside setting such as a park. Just make sure to keep the background “quiet”.

After the Photoshoot! 

Once you’ve spammed the capture button a great editor is recommended (you don’t have to. Sometimes the perfect shot needs no editing)

I use Snapseed to edit my photos (again another smartphone app). You can control almost all aspects of the picture. Like I said sometimes the best shot to use needs no editing but others may need something as simple as a crop.

And post!

Post your favourites on your social media sites or print them off for your loved ones and just wait for the compliments and praise.

These are some of my favourites I took with my phone!

Miss Tay was 3 days old in this picture and had her first fill of breast milk.
Miss Tay was 1 month and just received her first Ruffle Bum outfit.  The outfit is a Made with Love 4 Kids Ruffle bum.
Two Months old and loving the camera. This outfit is Made with Love 4 Kids
Two months old and Cheeky. This outfit is Made with Love 4 Kids
Miss Tay is so photogenic it’s crazy. This outfit is Made with Love 4 Kids
October 2015, Naming day dress and flowers, 4 months old. This Dress is a La Sienna Couture outfit.
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Seriously loved the fake flowers.  Outfit By Made with Love 4 Kids

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