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Kasey Edwards: 30 Something and the Clock is Ticking
Kasey is thirty something when her doctor tells her that she is very unlikely to get pregnant the old fashioned way. This sets off a chain of events that she details in her book, Thirty Something and the Clock is Ticking.
The book is well written and easy to read, but I’m not sure I connected with Kasey in the way she would have liked. However, I’ll be the first to admit that I’m not her ideal audience, having had my children at 17 and 20 respectively. Of course, I thank my lucky stars that I did, because PCOS and various reproductive issues mean that a third baby is very unlikely to happen naturally for us.
If we’d added age to the factors already stacked against us in my fertility lottery, I probably would have ended up in the same position Kasey was in, having to make the decision to try IVF or not.
Kasey explores what motherhood will mean to her identity and her career, among other things. This is where she lost me a little, because I decided I wanted a baby and went for it, figuring that I would work everything else out in the 9 months between conception and pushing a squalling monster out of my vagina (an adorable squalling monster I should add).
All in all, reading her book was an enjoyable few hours on the couch curled up with her story and a hot chocolate.
And if you’re in Kasey’s position, told ‘have children now, or not at all’ I thouroughly recommend the book – it should help clarify your thinking for you a bit.
You can read more about the book, or Kasey, at her website.
Dettol No Touch Hand Wash System
Weeks ago, I received a Dettol No Touch Hand Washy System in the mail, along with some fingerpaints and a canvas.
Now firstly, I’d like to say that first impressions count. The time taken by the PR company to tie pretty ribbon around the box, a hand written note and nicely packaged products immediately made me more favourable.
Amy has sensory issues, so I thought the fingerpainting and then gel handwash would be a bit much for her.
I was wrong. She fingerpainted for 5 minutes and then spent the next week trying to make the automatic dispenser fill her hands with soap.
In fact, she loved it so much that she filled up all her cars, a tea cup, her hands, her hair, the egg cartons, a spoon, a facewasher and a bowl. All with soap. At least it wasn’t strong smelling as I had to wash it off her, time after time.
One problem with a no touch system is that it doesn’t take much to activate the sensor.
I was cracking eggs into the dogs bowl (digression: I had 30 duck eggs that I had to check for freshness, after one of my ducks was hit by a car. She’d been sitting on the eggs for a few days, so I needed to know if an embryo had started to form yet, or whether they’d be fine for eating. I cracked a few into the dogs bowl to check, so that she could eat them afterwards) when I accidentally activated the sensor with the bowl.
BZZZZZZT. And I’d just added soap to the eggs.
Of course, I scooped out as much soap as I could and then fed it to the dog anyway. Because I refuse to waste eggs.
It didn’t make the dog sick, so while I wouldn’t recommend eating the soap, I don’t think it would kill you if you did. You might burp bubbles though.
I liked the whole idea of just waving my hands under a sensor to get soap. My wrists are really bad, so I find the pump action dispensers hard to work and Amy constantly steals and hides the bar soaps.
The only issue is now, a few months later, Amy has used all the soap and I haven’t bought a refill yet! I’m terrible like that.
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Disclaimer: I received everything for free and I was not compensated for this post.
The Dyson Slim
It’s no secret that I love myself a Dyson. I mean, LOVE.
When Dyson offered to send me their newest product to trial, I was excited. The digital slim.
Shiny and blue. Small. Battery operated and with amazing suck. I was in lust.
Of course, in the month that I’ve had it, it’s had a giant work out.
Amy likes to climb the cupboards, to see what we might be hiding in the top cupboard, out of her sight.
It was inevitable that she would tip something out accidentally and I was prepared for that. I wasn’t prepared for her to throw handfuls of flour out of the bag and then use the flour on the floor to make footprints.
Creative? Very. Also messy.
The regular vacuum cleaner, also a Dyson, is a pain. I mean, it’s fantastic and all, but it’s big and heavy and I dislocate things hauling it around to clean up messes. And as it’s an older version, the foot isn’t all ballified and doesn’t move easily for me.
So a tiny little vacuum that I can manoeuvre is so welcome.
Frankly, I adore it.
The only down side, is that sometimes, if Isaac has been particularly messy with his cereal and I’m having to work hard to get it all, the battery will go flat mid-suck. That can be the only problem.
So thankyou Dyson.
Also, please can I keep it now?