Haters Gonna Hate


As I am standing in my kitchen cooking grilled cheese sandwiches for the kids lunches tomorrow, and watching a tray of bacon cook in the oven (Which by the way smells delicious! Who doesn’t love bacon?!), my mind drifts off to a comment that was left on my blog post Lichen Sclerosus – There IS Hope that was left over the weekend. It has been on my mind the past couple days. So I decided to make efficient use of my time, and jot down my thoughts (err type them in my blog app) while I am standing over the stove.

Have you ever thought to yourself “I wish I had…” that many clients, that nice of a house, that expensive car… ” I wish I was…” that successful, that smart, that wealthy… Whatever the thought may be, we have all had those moments that we wish we were something we weren’t, or wish we could attain something we haven’t. The keeping up with the Jones’ mentality. The I should be able to have what everyone else has notion. The thoughts that drive some people to CREATE dreams and DO big things, but that remain wishes for many others. And sometimes that desire to have or be something you aren’t turns into HATE.


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When I originally shared my very personal story about living with Lichen Sclerosus, I had absolutely no intentions of ever turning it into a business. That was not even a thought in my mind. I shared my story, and the recipe that I created, from a place deep within my heart that truly wanted to help others find relief and better wellness. Over time and the course of some events with the essential oil company that I was a distributor for, I was no longer able to just share my recipe, at the request of the essential oil company. After having numerous conversations with friends and mentors, it was brought to my attention that I had the SOLUTION to a PROBLEM. Something that many people needed. Something that could change people’s lives. And that I should take that solution and turn it into a business, just as so many successful entrepreneurs have done. So I did. I started a business, LifeWorks Skin Essentials, and created my flagship product, Restore Natural Oil Blend. I have invested a lot of time, as well as money, to provide a product that fills a void in the health and wellness field. And it’s working. It’s providing people that have an un-treatable and miserable skin condition with relief from some of the symptoms. Relief that wasn’t available before, and that they never thought they would find. And with that relief it is providing a HOPE for a better and healthier future.

But of course with any success comes the HATE. Those people I talked about above that want what you have. In this case, the HATE seems to be that some people (albeit only a few that have voiced it) feel like I am taking advantage of people who have a miserable health condition. That this is an emotional and miserable condition and that I should be GIVING my recipe away, not turning it into a product for sale. That I am taking money from people that I shouldn’t be. You can please some people some of the time, but you can’t please all of the people all of the time. I guess I have a hard time understanding how selling the product I am selling is any different from any other health and wellness product. And guess what? I also live with this miserable condition and all that goes along with it. So yeah, I know EXACTLY what it is like.

Unfortunately in the age we now live in, everyone wants something for nothing. In this case, you did the research but you should just SHARE it with everyone. Everyone else shouldn’t have to do the research, invest the time, invest the money, invest the passion. Divide the knowledge among all those that need it. (Hmmmm this is sounding very similar to a current political candidates stance on things… 😜) This particular commenter even suggested that at her young age, if this is what she has to look forward to, her outlook living with this condition is bleak at best. Well, I say to that, I chose to EMBRACE my life with Lichen Sclerosus, and find ways to live a better life with it. I chose to DO something about it! YOU have control over your outlook and your future, CHOOSING your destiny. You can choose to have a bleak outlook on your future, or you can choose to embrace it.

The few “hate” comments that I have received, I have not let bother me. I don’t dwell on it. I do dwell on the emails that I receive from people thrilled that for the first time they are able to manage their symptoms. Thanking me for creating a product that really works. Sharing their success stories with me. Excited to have hope that they never thought they would have. So you know what haters? Just go on and hate. But I am going to continue plugging away and doing what I’m doing. Investing time and money to find better ways to bring this product to the people that really need it.

My advice to any of you who have a spark of a dream, a thought of something you can do, or be, or create? In the words of a very smart little three year old, my son Brett, “Let’s do this!” You CAN do it. You WILL do it. Take charge of your thoughts and don’t let others (the HATERS) bring you down. Don’t let others tell you that you can’t. Don’t think you aren’t good enough, smart enough, strong enough, wealthy enough. Don’t think that because you are a stay at home mom that you don’t have time. Don’t let the hate overtake your thoughts. I am just an average person like you. I have an average college degree. I live like everyone else. But I had a spark of a dream, led by a passion to help others. I listened to others encouragement and I allowed that spark to grow, and turn into a dream. And I made that dream a reality!

Haters gonna hate, no matter what you do. But the number of supporters will far outweigh the haters. So go on, create a dream! And turn that dream into reality. And ignore the haters.

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I Have A Dream


I hate to admit this, but I am 40 years old and up until this point have not been one to really ever set goals. Sure over the years I have had fleeting thoughts about things I would like to do or achieve, but I can’t say that I have truly sat down and written out a real dream or goal to work towards, let alone the steps to get there. And apparently I am not in the minority. Most people either don’t have goals, or don’t write them down. Research shows that those who write down their goals achieve significantly more than their counterparts who do not write down goals. So maybe that explains why I feel like I haven’t achieved much in my life…

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Not only have I not been one to set goals or find a dream, but I can honestly say that at 40 years old I still don’t know what I want to be when I grow up.

I graduated high school having an interest in accounting but not truly knowing what I wanted to focus my college course of study in, starting my freshman year declaring a major in Business Administration. This seemed like a good path given my interest in accounting, but I still had no specific focus. During my first year one of my Business courses, Statistics, gave me a wake up call to the parts of business that I didn’t enjoy, and didn’t come easily to me. And as I continued to think about a career in accounting, I came to realize that I was too creative to crunch numbers all day. The more I thought about what I enjoyed, the more I thought about the Communication field. After much thought I changed my major to Communication with an emphasis in Public Relations and a minor in Business Administration. I loved all of my Communication classes, they encompassed so many things I enjoyed, embraced the more creative side I had. But after graduation the job market was tough, and I had a difficult time finding a job, and a difficult time finding a focus because my course of study was so broad.

After several years and a couple of job changes I finally found a position that I loved, working for a wonderful and creative company. It fit me perfectly, and I loved my coworkers. It was a fun atmosphere and allowed me to use my talents and enjoy what I was doing. Then I became pregnant with my first child, and during the pregnancy the company decided to close the division that I worked in. My last day with the company was right before my due date. While I hated to leave a job I truly enjoyed, I viewed it as a blessing to get to be home with my child.

After being home for a few years and having another child I decided to get back into the work force to give myself something to challenge my brain, and to be around people. I worked a few part time jobs that fit around our family and life, but did not fit within any certain career path. I still didn’t know what I wanted to do when I grow up…

After eventually going back to work full time for a few years, I became pregnant with my third child, and was once again faced with the decision to stay home or continue working. After working from home part time for awhile, the company decided to change directions with their plan and I was out of a job. At this point I was nearly 40, and still didn’t know what I wanted to do when I grow up… And now out of a job. So I decided to continue staying home with my children, and dabbled in some Multi Level Marketing ventures that didn’t really pan out the way I had hoped. I guess it’s just not my cup of tea.

Enter where we are today. All of the years that I worked off and on between children with no career path, I had absolutely no goals, no vision, no dreams to reach towards. And didn’t know what I wanted to do when I grow up. Then I was diagnosed with a miserable auto immune skin disease, Lichen Sclerosus, that has no medical treatment that truly works, and no cure. You can read about it in my post Lichen Sclerosus – There IS Hope. After suffering and using medical protocols that did nothing to help my condition, I set out to research and try to find something I could do naturally that might help relieve the symptoms. I created an essential oil based formula that actually provided relief for the first time. My doctor was amazed at the results I was getting. So, I wrote the blog post about it and had a huge amount of traffic to that particular post. So many people were contacting me wanting to know exactly what I used, desperate to find something to help after living miserably for years. After blending my recipe themselves, many reached back out to me thanking me for sharing this with them, that it was a life changer. I was encouraged that the formula was not only working for me, but for many others as well. And I was changing lives and helping people to feel better. Then enter everything that began happening with the FDA and homeopathic products, and I was no longer able to share my recipe after the essential oil company that I was a distributor for asked me to remove any specifics about essential oils and medical conditions from my blog site. Then the wheels started turning. There had to be a way to get this out there to all of the people, like me, that suffer from Lichen Sclerosus. After talking with several entrepreneur friends, I was encouraged to do as so many others have done. I had a solution to a problem that people needed to solve. So I set out to create the solution in the form of a skin care product. And www.lifeworksskinessentials.com was born! Over the past few months the orders have slowly come in, and are now growing at a pretty good pace. I am beginning to see a good amount of repeat customers, and continue receiving emails from customers with positive feedback about how the product has worked for them, and helped them to find relief after years of suffering. My passion for helping others and continuing to grow this business increases every day. After meeting with a local entrepreneur that took a similar path with a natural product that has now been FDA approved, I am even more encouraged than ever to keep pushing forward to get my product in front of all those who could benefit from it. And I now have a goal. I am taking the steps to research and put together a proposal for testing and clinical trials to work towards FDA approval of the product, which will allow me to more effectively market the product to those who need it. Finally having a goal to work towards and a real passion for something is both exciting and scary all at the same time. I feel like I have a purpose outside of my family, something that I can call my own, a dream that can help provide a better life for my family, and a goal that will help others achieve better health and wellness so that they can fully enjoy their family. But of course reaching these dreams and goals won’t come without sacrifice and time. But I am determined to do what it takes to fulfill this dream, and reach this goal. Thanks to the support and encouragement of many people in my life and new connections that I have formed, I know that I can do this. Now to just figure out exactly how to get there…

Are you one of the few that actually sets and writes down goals? Or are you in the majority that doesn’t? I am quickly learning that if you don’t have a dream or a goal, you have nothing solid to work towards. So get out there, find your passion, create a dream, and set a goal! And then work towards it! And yes, moms, you CAN do it!

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Mission Possible


So I have been a little absent from my blog for awhile now. About 9 months. There are times in our lives when we have to take a step back, evaluate how we are spending our time, and make adjustments. As life got a little crazy, writing blog posts was one of the things that I had to let go of for awhile. While I love writing, it was making life a little  more hectic, and taking time away from my family. This post has been in the works since last fall, and I finally have the time to sit down and complete it. So, enjoy my thoughts on potty training my third child!

At the beginning of last summer I set out on a mission. A mission that I thought was going to be impossible, but I was determined to do my best to give it a go. Potty training my third child. The third child who up until that point would throw a fit and scream every time you would attempt to put him on or get him to sit on the potty, talk about potty training, or get out big boy underwear. Brett at the time was two-and-half. I knew that he might not be ready given his responses to the previous efforts I had made, but I also knew there was a chance that this extremely strong willed child might really be ready, that maybe he had just been expressing his strong will and independence. The ” do it on my time” attitude.

Let me just start out by saying that potty training a toddler when you are 40-years old is not what it was when you were 30-years old. Okay, I will be completely honest. Nothing I do with my toddler now that I am 40-years old is what it was when I was 30-years old with my second child. Less time, less patience, and of course, a strong willed child added to that. Sigh. Yes, here it is again. The discussion about the milestone birthday I recently had. But I digress…

Brett proud of himself on the potty!
Brett proud of himself on the potty!

My first child, Garrett, was relatively easy to potty train. In a matter of days he had the whole thing down. From the first day we started he woke up dry in the morning and at nap time, and immediately started using the potty chair. It was a piece of cake until we soon after hit a snafu with going number two on the potty, which he had mastered and then suddenly the tables turned. Getting through that was somewhat of a struggle, but the whole situation was not nearly as difficult as I had anticipated. All in all, I thought it was a breeze.

Bring on child number two, Lydia. From birth Lydia had a bit of a sassier attitude. Of the two, she was the climber, the one that got into everything, the one that pushed the limits. She wasn’t really strong willed, just determined and curious. She was not, however, determined to go on the potty. She didn’t really want to have much to do with it. She didn’t resist being put on the potty, she just wasn’t interested. I put off potty training knowing it was going to be a waste of time if I attempted it too early. We finally started potty training and… it took forever. She was certainly on her own schedule. Even once she had mastered going on the potty, she still wasn’t dry in the morning or after nap.

Enter child number three, 8 years later. And me 8 years older. Brett can certainly be considered in the class of strong willed child. I thought Lydia had determination. Oh, she had nothing on this one! If he doesn’t want to do something, it is nearly impossible to force him to. Over the past several months I had tried to slowly introduce him to the potty chair, big boy underwear, the big boy toilet. At first he would sit on the potty chair, read the book, push the buttons (oh yeah, 8 and 10 years ago the potty chair we had didn’t have buttons to push!). He seemed interested somewhat. Until I began to attempt potty training. You would have thought I was murdering the child! All of a sudden a switch flipped and he wanted absolutely nothing to do with the potty. Try to put him on the potty chair or toilet, he would scream bloody murder and fight you. Try to show him big boy underwear and he would scream “No!” and run away. I tried buying fun underwear with his favorite characters, Paw Patrol. I tried buying a fun toilet seat that you put on top of the toilet. I tried talking up the potty and being a big boy using it like Daddy, Bubby, Sissy, Papa, Nana and Mommy. Nope. None of it helped. In fact, I think it made him even more determined to not do it! I even tried bribing him with M&M’s, which is something we never allow him to eat. Nothing was working.

I finally decided that any “slow” method of potty training was not going to work with this one. Early in the summer we had a week that we didn’t have to be anywhere. So I decided this was the time. We stayed home for a week, he ran around the house nearly naked, and I put him on the potty every 30 minutes or so. We went through many accidents at first, but then it started to click. He was going pee on the potty! Hallelujah! The angels were singing! The trumpets were blaring! But… number two was still not happening. Can I tell you how tired I was of cleaning poop out of underwear or off the floor?! After the week was up, we had made great progress, but we still weren’t there. And he refused to go on a toilet outside of the house. In lieu of dealing with accidents when we weren’t home, I ended up putting him in pull ups when we had to go somewhere, which only confused him and he would just do the deed in the pull ups instead of attempt to go on the potty. While I was frustrated, I didn’t give up, and we kept plugging along. And during the process, I realized something that was even more important than potty training and getting my toddler out of diapers.

The kids at Silver Dollar City.
The kids at Silver Dollar City.
Garrett and Lydia riding kiddie rides with Brett at Silver Dollar City.
Garrett and Lydia riding kiddie rides with Brett at Silver Dollar City.

I mentioned earlier my two older children. They are now 14 and 11. So, there is quite an age gap between them and Brett. They have always been very helpful with him, love to play with him, and seem to really care about him. But the potty training was what really showed me just how much these two care about their little brother. They encouraged him, they helped to praise him, they would sit with him while he used the potty. They even helped to clean him up after we finally started going number two on the potty. They were completely involved in the effort, wanting him to succeed, wanting to help, wanting to show him love and praise. That was the moment that it occurred to me just how lucky we are. As a parent I am so lucky to have three amazing children. Lucky that the older two are good kids. Blessed that the older two have adjusted well to our blended family. But most importantly, I realized just how lucky my kids are. Brett gets to grow up with an older brother and sister who love him from the bottom of their hearts, who want to be supportive of him, who want to be there for him, who want to teach him. And the older two kids? Well they get to grow up knowing that they are doing all of these things for their little brother. That they are a part of him, and molding who he becomes. They get to carry the satisfaction of being a role model for their little brother.

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Garrett playing in the snow with Brett.

There are many times that I feel guilty. I feel bad for both my toddler and my older two children. There are times that it isn’t fair. It’s difficult to have a toddler and teenagers, and keep them all involved and happy with activities. It’s difficult to find things that all three of them will enjoy. There are times that Brett has to sacrifice while he sits and watches Bubby and Sissy play sports or attend practices. There are times that Brett can’t go do the things they do because he is just too little. There are times he is upset because they are not home. And the big kids have to make sacrifices too. Now that Brett is getting older they have to sit through his activities. They get drug along to things he will enjoy like bounce houses and the zoo. There are times when they don’t get to do the things they would rather do, or go the places they would prefer to go. But you know what? They all understand and accept the fact that we are a family, and there are times when we have to make sacrifices so that our family members can enjoy life too. All in all, I think each of them will grow up a better person for it. More well rounded, more understanding, more accepting. And as as a parent, it is teaching us to remember that phrase that my parents engrained in my head. Life isn’t always fair. But guess what, in the end, it is. They all get their fair share of fun and age appropriate activities. They each get our affection and our time in different ways and at different moments. It evens out in the end. It can be challenging, but clearly we are doing something right when we see just how much the older children care about their little brother.

Lydia playing with Brett in a bounce house.
Lydia playing with Brett in a bounce house.

And as for the potty training, my mom reminded me in September, that it really didn’t take that long to have Brett fully potty trained in spite of how long it SEEMED. I really wasn’t cleaning up poop forever. Once again, mom is right!

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Memorial Day. Celebration or time of remembrance?


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For many Memorial Day is just another  holiday. Another day off work. Another excuse to get together with friends and BBQ. Another chance to go to the lake and live it up. But for many it is not a time of celebration. It’s a time of sadness as they remember loved ones lost who gave their life as the ultimate sacrifice serving our country.

Memorial Day began as “Decoration Day” after the American Civil War. It began as a way to decorate the graves of the fallen Union soldiers with flowers, and remember the sacrifice they gave. Over time the holiday merged with a Confederate holiday tradition observed on a different day, and became known as Memorial Day.

Growing up I only knew the holiday as Memorial Day. My family had no specific traditions that had been carried on to honor fallen veterans. Like many, it was just a time we spent at the lake with friends and family. As I grew older I was exposed to a celebration that my now ex-husbands family referred to as Decoration. It seemed so strange to me. They gathered at a country cemetery, placed flowers on graves of lost family members, stood around the graves talking, and then had a pot luck lunch right outside the cemetery gates. At first I just chalked it up to being a “country” thing. I never knew anyone that celebrated it in that manner. After participating in this event several years, and becoming an adult, I began to realize the importance behind the real holiday. What I once thought seemed so odd became something I respected and now understood. (However I still think it’s strange to eat lunch right outside the cemetery gates!)

As time has gone on and I have gotten older, the holiday has come to mean more to me. While I personally have not lost a loved one that served in the military, I have close friends who have. I now understand the sacrifice made by our US military, as well as their families. I have seen the struggles families go through while their loved ones are deployed. I see the pain and heartache of close friends who lost a loved one while serving our country, giving the ultimate sacrifice. For those who lost loved ones, this holiday can be very bittersweet. It’s a nice time to remember their loved one, but it can be a time of sadness also, thinking about the great loss in their life. For many, the loss was of a life way too young. A life that really had just begun. A life that was dedicated to serving our country and protecting our freedoms.

As you celebrate Memorial Day this year, take time to think about what it’s really all about. Take time to think about the wives, husbands, parents, siblings, children who lost a loved one serving our country, protecting our freedoms. Think about the sacrifice those veterans made, and the sacrifice their survivors make every day of their lives.

Decoration Day, Memorial Day, whatever you choose to call it, remember that it’s not just a holiday. It’s a time to remember.

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Motherhood. The Toughest Job In The World.


Motherhood. It’s not just a title. It’s a job. And a very important one at that. It is one of the most rewarding, yet toughest jobs all at the same time. And it’s a job that requires full time attention 24 hours a day. There are no breaks or sick days.

Motherhood is one of the most important things many women do in their lives. Not only do we have to care for every aspect of our children’s lives, we have to teach, shape, and mold them to become caring, giving, loving, productive adults. We have to guide them down a path for their future. And I learned from the very best. My mom taught me, and still teaches me, everything I could have asked for. She has been a wonderful guidance in my life, supporting me through every decision I have made in my life. She’s been a rock and a cheerleader.

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My mom and I with my children at Silver Dollar City this Spring.


Because motherhood is so important, it can be very rewarding. From seeing your baby take their first steps and say their first words, to seeing your teenager excelling in sports and school. After a long difficult day, a hug from your child, tucking them in at night, checking in on them before you go to bed seeing them asleep. Those are the moments that make motherhood worth every sacrifice. Among all of the duties that we perform as a mother, being a cheerleader is one of the very most rewarding. Seeing your child grow into an adult, following their dreams and pursuing their passions, and cheering for them every step of the way. That is the best part of the job!

I’m not going to lie, just like anything else in life, with rewards also come difficulties, and challenges. Being everything to a child doesn’t come easy. As a mother we are a nurse, teacher, taxi service, chef, maid, counselor, coach, finance manager, bank, caregiver, listener. We get to hear about the good stuff as well as the bad stuff, and console our children when they hit bumps in the road, using them as teaching experiences. We also get to experience the good stuff and the bad stuff when they do as they are asked, and when they begin testing the waters and becoming defiant teenagers. As parents we typically see the best and the worst of our children. Who else would they be more comfortable with letting down their guard and vulnerability. Some children are easy to raise, others are much more difficult. Some children never get into trouble, others are constantly in trouble. Some children require more attention and emotional availability than others. Some children require more guidance and more hand holding than others. Being a mother can be more difficult than any other job in the world. Trying to figure out our children, their needs, their abilities, what drives them, how to deal with their personalities. Let’s be honest, every mother has had her share of days that she just wants to throw her hands in the air and be done, or sit down and have a good cry. It comes with the territory. We are EVERYTHING to our children. And it takes a lot of you to be EVERYTHING.

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My mom helping my children with our annual Christmas Cookie baking.


Being a mother is tough enough with a partner or spouse along your side to help guide, shape, mold, and care for your children. But doing it alone is even more challenging, and more exhausting. I’ve been there. Although for a brief period of time in comparison, I was a single mom. I get it. Whether you are a single mom with an ex spouse in the picture, or a single mom with no prior spouse in the picture, it’s tough. Several of my dearest friends are single parents, and I have seen their rewards as well as their challenges and struggles. They each are a single parent for different reasons, and each have different struggles due to their individual situations.  I have heard the praises and the laughs, and I have also heard the fear and the tears. Being a single mom takes on a completely different level of parenting, and fear. Fear that you aren’t able to be EVERYTHING to your child. That you aren’t able to be good enough, strong enough, make the right decisions. But I can tell you that each one of these women that I know is a fantastic parent. Their children are their world, and they would each sacrifice EVERYTHING for them. Whether they realize it or not, they are EVERYTHING and are doing EVERYTHING as best they can. So today, and on this Mother’s Day weekend, I want to honor my dear friends who are single moms. I want to tell them that they are doing a great job and raising wonderful children. I want to tell them that they are loved dearly. If you know a single mom out there, take time this weekend to tell her how important she is. To tell her “Happy Mother’s Day”.  Wishing my friends, and all the single mother’s out there, a wonderful weekend. Happy Mother’s Day!

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That’s What She Says


In a few short months I will be having a milestone birthday. As much as I hate to admit it, I will be turning 40. This wonderful upcoming event sparked a conversation between my husband and I not too long ago.

We were sitting at the table eating breakfast and out of the blue he said “So what do you want to do for your birthday?” My first response was “I don’t know.” Then I quickly followed that up with “Put me on a tropical beach somewhere with a drink in my hand, no screaming kids, no chores, no cooking, no responsibilities.” I think he thought I was joking. But seriously. That would be my wish. I am in desperate need of a kid free vacation and time to refresh myself. That being said, it won’t happen since we have a toddler in the mix.

While Jeff seemed to move past my real answer to the question he posed, he quickly moved to pose a new question wanting to know why women say one thing, but really mean another. As in husband asking wife what she wants to do for her 40th birthday, wife saying nothing, wife secretly wanting husband to throw an elaborate surprise party, husband not being able to read wife’s mind. (I am not referring to myself here, just giving an example of his point!)

That question got me to thinking. He’s right you know, often times women do not say what they really want or are thinking, even when our husband’s ask us. Why is this? I began to ponder over the question. This is MY take on it, for what that’s worth!

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First of all, we all know that there are proven communication differences and thought processes between men and women. But, I believe that deep down women don’t want to have to tell their husband, partner, significant other, what exactly it is that they want! I think that women want to feel that their partner has taken the time to think about them enough and come up with an idea all on their own, not be told what they should do for a special occasion, or any day. They want their partner to be romantic. Women want to feel appreciated and special. It isn’t the same if we say “Hey, I’d really like you to throw me a surprise party for my birthday.” compared to them coming up with the idea and planning it on their own.  What’s so romantic about that?! Women tend to be more emotional beings, and have different emotional needs than men do. Maybe that’s why we want things to be more romanticized than men?

But then I started thinking about my husband. Why would his thoughts be any differently when the tables are turned? Why wouldn’t he want to feel appreciated and special, and know that I took the effort to think about and plan something nice just for him? Wouldn’t that fulfill the same needs that it fulfills for women? Maybe it does. But maybe men just don’t voice their feelings like women do.

Our lives get so busy anymore. Work commitments, family commitments, too many activities for kids. We meet ourselves coming and going unlike the generations before us. Maybe both men and women need to take more time to think about their partner, and do something nice for them. Maybe we all need to slow down just a little and appreciate our loved ones. That being said, I know that it is easier said than done in the now crazy busy world that we live in. Maybe women just need to tell their partner what it is they really want instead of hoping that they can read our minds…

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DIY Bug Repellent Spray


As promised, this is the second post in a series of DIY recipes that I can’t live without in the summer! This one is a for a natural bug repellent spray made with Young Living Essential Oils. They have a fantastic blend, Purification, that is perfect to repel bugs. I use this on my entire family, and feel good knowing that it works, it’s natural and safe to use even on my toddler. And it smells good too!

If you are like me, and many other people, you used to use the chemical laden bug repellent products. I always feared that if I tried something natural it wouldn’t work, and my kiddos would get eaten up by bugs in the summer. (And me too, I have fair skin and if there is a bug in a mile radius it will find me, and bite me fierce!) After finding out more of the really harmful effects of DEET that is used in many store bought products, I decided it was time to try something new.

Mosquitoes here get to be pretty bad in the summer, and they sure LOVE to suck my blood. Ewwwww! Flies and mosquitoes totally gross me out. I tried this recipe a few years ago when my older kids were playing soccer out on a field that was near water and was notorious for terrible mosquitoes. I mean ones that could carry you away! Every time we went to practice they would get eaten up. So I put it to the test, and this one worked like a charm!

This recipe uses some pretty basic ingredients that can be used in a lot of DIY health and beauty recipes, making it even more cost efficient to make! I make up an 8 oz. glass spray bottle of it because we tend to go through it quickly in the summer, but you can adjust the recipe according to the size of bottle you use. And if you feel that you need a little more bug repelling oomph, just add more essential oils, the more oils you add the stronger it will be!

Witch hazel is used in many first aid and beauty preparations because it is really fantastic for the skin. It’s known to be soothing, toning, is a great astringent, and helps with bug bites among many other things.

Aloe vera is one of the most amazing plants on earth. It contains over 130 active compounds as well as 34 amino acids that are all beneficial to your skin. It also creates a better base for the essential oils to blend with, and moisturizes your skin.

Vegetable glycerin also helps to provide a thicker base for the essential oils to blend with and is also moisturizing for the skin. Additionally it can be helpful for sensitive, or irritated skin.

Now on to the good stuff that kicks the bugs to the curb! Essential oils! In an Israeli study peppermint oil, and some of the oils that are contained in the Young Living Purification blend, were found to be almost identical in warding off bugs as a mainstream product OFF that contains DEET when it was compared to a product Terminix ALLCLEARR Sidekick Mosquito Repeller (an “all-natural” mixture of essential oils). The essential oils used in the Terminix product are not therapeutic grade, so I can imagine that if they used truly pure high quality essential oils, it would perform even better! This is great proof that essential oils really do work for repelling bugs!

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To make my favorite bug repellent spray you will need an 8 oz. glass spray bottle and the following ingredients:

  • 4 oz. with hazel
  • 2 tsp. aloe vera gel
  • 2 tsp. vegetable glycerin
  • 12 drops peppermint essential oil
  • 24 drops purification essential oil
  • 12 drops lavender essential oil

Add ingredients to the spray bottle and fill the remainder of the bottle with distilled water. Shake and apply liberally any time you go outside in the summer!

I only recommend and use Young Living Essential Oils in my recipes for their 100% pure, therapeutic grade quality and Seed To Seal guarantee. They are the only brand of essential oils that I trust for my family! For more information on essential oils and Young Living visit my website www.youngliving.org/lauraleclair or the Essential Oils tab on my blog. You can also find my Essential Droppers page on facebook where I share lots of information and articles on using essential oils.

I hope you find that this recipe works as well for your family as it does for mine! Here’s to a bug free summer!