Essentially Why….

Untitled design So as you can obviously see, the name of this slice of cyberspace is named “coffee oil repeat”. I’ve had a couple of people reach out and ask me about oils, what they are and why do I use and love them enough to include them in the title of my blog. I mean, that’s pretty serious stuff.

Let me start by saying that I am no environmentalist, crunchy/granola Mom, hippie or doctor. I wish the beginning of my story was more interesting but I literally stumbled across a product in a desperate effort to try anything so that my family wouldn’t get back to school germs. I had zero clue what they were and to be honest at the time I didn’t really care. I did no research, I asked no questions, I went solely off of a friend’s Facebook post saying that an oil called Thieves was a must in her house of multiple children. Done. Made the purchase and before I knew it I had a diffuser and 11 oils at my front door. My husband didn’t really get it (heck neither did I) and called me a witch doctor for a couple of weeks.

Quick back story. I used to be a walking sinus infection. No joke. Every few months, especially when the weather changed I automatically got the funk. The headaches, green snot, scratchy throat, the whole nine yards. I was constantly in the doctors office with a revolving prescription. I can’t tell you how many times I was sick during Christmas or got sent home from work because working around a bunch of seniors when you’re sick isn’t the best idea for their sake. When the kids went back to school our home was almost immediately a house of yuck. We would just pass it along to each-other, back and forth. It was miserable. I missed baseball games, holiday fun, had to use PTO all the time at work to cover the sick days I missed instead of getting to use those hours for fun stuff. So when I saw a friend of mine post about these oils on Facebook, I was kind of willing to try anything.

When I first got my kit I started with the Thieves. I diffused it while we slept, after the kids would have friends over and after we had been to a place with a lot of people. Then I added Lavender to the mix. I started doing research on the other oils in this kit and began using them as well. Somewhere in there I stopped buying candles and air fresheners because I realized we didn’t need them since the diffuser smelled so good. Then I realized that Young Living also had other products, like an all purpose cleaner that people raved about. I spent $22, bought it, fell completely in love and one by one replaced the other cleaners in the house with it (Windex, Lysol, Pine sol, etc). All the while I started noticing that months were going by and I wasn’t getting sick. When Christmas rolled around and I still wasn’t sick, I really started paying attention. Then I made it through the entire flu season without going to the doctor. As of today we have replaced our cleaning products, sunscreen, insect repellent, makeup and baby items with Young Living, and continue to use the oils for so many things.

I got my kit of oils in August of 2015 and I have not been to the doctor for a sinus infection since.

The only reason I have even been to see a doctor since starting to use the oils was during my pregnancy. I contracted a respiratory infection during my 2nd trimester but being pregnant I was limited to what I could take anyway. But that’s it. In over two years. I wish I had some fancy math equation that I could show what percentage my doctor’s visits, sinus infections and money spent on medications decreased by BUT I’m on limited time here since baby is napping so I’ll just put it into perspective. A LOT!
The more and more research I have done and more importantly, the more I use them in my and my family’s everyday life I find absolutely nothing but benefits. It’s crazy what is actually in a lot of the products we are using every day and don’t even realize just how bad they are. I can’t even tell you how many candles I burned, how many air freshener plug-ins I had in my outlets and slathered on the cheapest bug spray I could find before learning about oils.

I am in no way anti-medicine. I have no problem using it when it is necessary. I had a C-section and was nervous to be completely numb from the stomach down but you betcha I was grateful for it! I chose to not take any narcotics afterward but I did allow the other meds that took the edge off. I also would never ever withhold medicine from my child if they were writing in pain or sick and it could be helped with medicine.

All I know is that this kit of oils was an absolute game changer for me and my family. I am definitely healthier which not only benefits me but also my kids and my husband. When I am healthier I am a better wife and Mom.

I am also not much of a science person. I don’t really care how the clock works I just want to know what time it is, know what I mean? I have sciencey (is that even a word?) friends for that and I am glad that I do. But, I do find the process in which the oils on the Young Living farms are made to be pretty fascinating. For example, each plant is literally hand-weeded and there are no pesticides or chemicals used on any of their farms.When they harvest Lavender, they check it every hour around the clock to make sure they are pulling it at its absolute peak, distill it and use zero solvents during this process even though it is more expensive. It takes 220 pounds of lavender to make 7 pounds of lavender oil (*). That’s enough to entertain my non-sciencey brain and makes me feel good that the oils I am using on myself and children are really 100% pure ((quick rule of thumb – any oil that you buy in the stores that says either “do not ingest” or has an expiration date, super red flags! Oils that actually are 100% pure do not have an expiration date)).

If you’re curious, I can help. If you have questions I am happy to answer them! I am all about passing on the word about these oils and sharing the love because they have done so much for us! And Lord knows we need all the help we can get around here! I know I can! Or, if you’re ready to take the plunge you can go here! or feel free to message me!

Plus, if it weren’t for the oils then this blog would just be called “coffee repeat” and that has absolutely zero ring to it ❤
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(*) – Information from this paragraph was influenced by the book “Gameplan” written by Sarah Harnisch

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coffee. oil. repeat.

I was debating for awhile on how to start this whole thing off. I went back and forth and started writing things and ended up deleting all of them because nothing seemed to fit for that first “Here I am and here is my blog” post.
Then last night happened.
First of all, I am 30 years old and have been happily married for almost two years. I have two stepsons, ages 7 and 11, a 5-month-old baby girl and then there’s Duke the family dog. The levels of crazy in our house vary anywhere from “laugh it off” all the way up to “want to gauge your eyes out with a spoon and chug wine straight from the bottle”. It really just depends on the day. I’m sure you can relate.
I heard all of the horror stories about babies while I was pregnant (thanks, world!) so I was pretty terrified when the hospital said “Ok, you can go home. Bye! Good luck!”. I was confident in the fact that my husband had done this twice before so I just kept telling myself he would know what to do. So far, baby girl has been fairly “easy” as I guess some would call it. She slept through the night pretty early on, cries when hungry, over-tired and/or gassy and eats like a champ. For a first time Mom who was scared to death, I am beyond grateful for all of these things.
I’m usually the one who gets up during the night if need be. I’m a light sleeper, a morning person and my husband works long hours so I don’t mind.
For some reason last night I just couldn’t hang.
Maybe it was because it was a string of a few rough nights, perhaps the weather is to blame, maybe I had things on my mind, maybe it’s that time of the month or I was just really overtired. I don’t know for sure but “Positive Polly” that my friends jokingly call me was not in the house last night.
It was just bad. If you’ve had a kid for 10 minutes you know how it can feel being up for the duration of the night. Some nights you feel like a total rock star and then on others you feel like your head is going to explode. Some nights they rock right back to sleep and others they suddenly become night crawlers that just will not go back to sleep no matter what you do. I waited until the point where BOTH baby and myself were about to have the tears flowing before I cracked and got my hubby involved. That sounds too nice, let me rephrase because I can’t make this sound like I went in quietly to gently wake up my husband. I walked into our bedroom at 3:45 am complete with crazy-mom-bun hair and hands on my head and pretty much yelled, “She’s driving me crazy!!!!”. Bless this man, he got up, probably figuring it was bad since that’s not a normal move on my part. He told me to go to sleep but in my crazy state of mind I was too wound up and thought for some reason I should fill him in on EVERY detail of the past 2 hours. I mean, its SUPER important he knows exactly how much she’s eaten and that her diaper is clean and she fell asleep when I rocked her in the chair but not on the couch and that I didn’t have a chance to wash the bottle yet and it’s still sitting on the counter and will smell horrible in the morning if we don’t clean it…….
Yea. I was in total mombie-psycho mode.
It was definitely the worst night I have had probably ever, even when you throw in the time my stepsons threw up all night like clockwork every 30 minutes or the first night we had Duke (definitely a future post). But, like all nights do, it ended, the sun came up and the coffee pot went off at 5:00 a.m. as usual (Thank you sweet Jesus for that!). I found my hubby had gotten himself back to the bed and my little girl was sound asleep on her blanket-covered boppy looking like a little angel.
Here’s the main point for all of this….
Before my husband left for work he asked me if I was ok and immediately the tears started coming and I blurted out a question that I am positive has crossed every mother’s mind at some point…
“Am I a good Mom?”
Now I don’t know many things for sure because I’ve learned in my 30 years so far that absolutely nothing ever goes as planned or turns out like you think it will. But, I can say one thing and one thing only for certain; I married the right man.
“What do you mean ‘Are you a good Mom?’. Of course you’re a good Mom. You’re the best Mom”.
“But”…((sobs))…”I got so frustrated and it’s not her fault she’s just a baby and I can usually handle it and I’m sorry I woke you up I think I’m just getting my period but its been a long few nights, but seriously who gets frustrated when it’s just a little baby….”
“Umm, try every single parent in the world! But the thing is, if you care about whether or not you’re a good parent, then guess what, you are.”
I love him. And the coffee he poured me after that. And the snuggles I got all morning from little.
Ladies. Being a Mom is hard. Being a Stepmom is hard. I hear you, I AM you!
So pour the coffee, stock up on the lavender and let’s do this Mom thing.
It’s basically how I get through life at this point;
coffee. oil. repeat.
And I want to share the crazy with you 🙂