Finally A Natural Deodorant that ACTUALLY works!

Well this is embarrassing. I am here today to tell you that I stink. No really. I do. This isn’t some lame attempt for me to try and get some pity compliments or boost my self-esteem. No. Literally, I smell. Really bad. Or that is, I used to.

I still remember the day that my mom so loving pulled me aside and told me that I “was stinky” and needed to start using deodorant. Thanks, Mom! (No really, thank you).  Ever since that moment I have been on the search for a deodorant that actually works. I spent years trying different kinds. And let me tell you, it’s been pretty brutal. Nothing actually worked! I would apply my deodorant in the morning, and long before the day was over, I could smell myself. Gross. I still spent so much time being conscious of where my arms were at all times (typically by my side). Not fun. I was constantly afraid that I would be “that person” who emitted a nasty smell into every room I entered.

And let’s talk about that time when all these news reports came out that some deodorants/antiperspirants were directly linked to some cases of breast cancer….that was even worse. My parents (out of the love and concern in their hearts) would only let me buy certain kinds. Yeah, wearing those was even worse than wearing nothing at all. It got so bad that we gave up and I still, prayerfully, wore “the cancer deodorant.” As far as the “clinical” deodorants were concerned, it was like 50/50 if it would even do the job that day. And who wants to spend the extra money on a deodorant that barely works better than the regular kind? Not me. Even if I did find something that I kind of liked, it felt like it would work for a short time and then stop working all of a sudden. Then I was back on the hunt again. I was seriously tired.

Now I do have to admit, about a year ago a found a couple of different natural deodorants that I really liked. But I didn’t love them. I wanted so badly to love them. But it just wasn’t meant to be. It was the same story, they would work for a time, and then stop working again. But at least that cancer thing was out of the picture, right? After using those for almost a year, I was about to give up. Then somebody introduced me to Native Deodorant. You had better believe I looked it up on my phone right then and there and placed my first order. Honestly, I have been a more confident person since! Call me dramatic, but this deodorant has actually, truly been life changing for me. Gone are the days where I have to worry about the way I smell, or keep some back-up deodorant in the car so I can reapply throughout the day, or constantly think about how high my arms are up in the air. Nope. Now I don’t have to worry. I apply in the morning and go. That’s it! The fact that Native is all natural and you can pronounce all of the ingredients in it is a HUGE bonus. I don’t have to worry about that cancer I was talking about. Oh, and have I mentioned that it won’t leave those nasty white deodorant marks on your clothes either? Really. It’s true.

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If you’re unsure about that whole life changing part? Have no fear, I am not the only one who has stated these words: Buzzfeed has also dubbed Native Deodorant as life changing. It’s a thing. So if you’re tired of trying all kinds of deodorants, and wanting the hunt to end (mine took around 16 years!) then head on over to their website and place an order. Still not sure? With the discount code lindsay10, you can get 10% off your entire order! Plus, with free shipping, it’s a win win…win. I promise, you will be happy you tried it. Now go on and order that deodorant.

You can buy it here and don’t forget to use my discount code!img_1755

(I know this picture is out of focus, but it’s near impossible to get a 3 and a 5 year old to cooperate entirely 😅)

 

*This is not a sponsored post. I love the product so much, I reached out to them. In turn, they are sending me some free deodorant (yippee!), but all thoughts and opinions are my own.

 

Our Judah Story-Part 7-Recovery

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It’s hard to say how long my actual recovery took. Even after the memorial service and burial, even after my release from the hospital, I still had to be watched. My placenta had been a poison to my body, and though it was no longer a part of me, there was still a chance that I would develop some serious side effects. For one, we had to make sure that none of the placenta had broken off and remained in my body. I don’t know how much you know about placentas, but normally they come out spongelike-you can pick them up. Mine was in no way, shape, or form, solid. It was basically a gooey mess. My doctor who has been  doing his job for over 30 years said he had never seen anything like it. For another thing, we had to make sure I didn’t develop cancer. I had lots of follow up appointments, x-rays, blood work and the like done. It seemed like forever until I was released from bed rest.

I delivered Judah on May 2, 2012. The entire rest of our summer I was still really weak. I couldn’t do normal things, and taking care of Lane took about everything out of me. Thankfully, my parents had bought a camper that year, and we went camping almost every weekend. There is just something about being outside, relaxing around a campfire. It’s good for the soul. Normally, I’m the type of person who almost never gets sick. I couldn’t even count how many times I got sick that year. My body was still so weak, it couldn’t fight off any sickness. I love to sing, and was on the worship team at church, but singing literally hurt my lungs-in fact, it was physically difficult to sing. To say it was a long road to recovery would be an understatement. And that was just my body. I haven’t even talked about my heart.

One thing that helped hold me together was a phone call I had received from Dr. Harry the day after I delivered Judah. He heard that I had delivered the baby and wanted to know how I was doing. “I can’t believe you delivered the baby so quickly” he told me. “The medicine simply doesn’t work that way. You know, we see miracles everyday, but the fact that you delivered your baby so quickly is truly a miracle.” He said I probably miscarried on my own and my body simply passed Judah-he didn’t think it had anything to do with the medicine. Even when things are terrible, God is still good. I kept reminding myself of this moment, because it helped me to remember that God still remembered me

Friends, this was the worst time in my life. I have seen some really, really hard times since, but this trumps them all. Losing my first baby boy. Almost losing my life. Having to relinquish my motherly duties to somebody else. Not to mention the impact that losing our baby had on our marriage. I have yet to see a darker time in my life. But dear ones, I can also say with total confidence that I felt the Presence of my Sweet Jesus so fully during that hard season. I have never had more peace than I did in that wretched time. You see, even amidst all the pain, and the ugliness, and the disparity, there is still beauty. Jesus is telling a story in my life, through my life. Jesus is using me. He’s using my story. He is using Judah. One friend had to explain death to his little boy when we lost our son, and it resulted in his salvation. That was only one victory. And I know there will be others. I know my Judah’s life was not in vain. I know there is more to the story and I am excited to see what is to come.

Jesus held me during that time. He held me in that hospital room. He held me through the labor, through the delivery, through the sickness, and the pain, and the loneliness and the confusion. He held tightly onto me. He was holding me together. I easily could have died. I know I was close to it. But my Lord and my God kept me here for a reason. For such a time as this. I can’t take that lightly. I can’t just let that sit on the shelf and collect dust. He gave me a reason and a purpose. And I am here to tell you that He loves you too! He has a plan for you. A purpose. There is a reason you are here. There is a reason for the painful things in your life. There will be beauty, there will be peace, there will be redemption. I’ve seen it. I know it. And it is just as true for you as it is for me. So take heart, beloved. For your Savior is near.

I won’t lie to you. This path is not easy. Yes, I have healed, but there is still healing yet to come. I still don’t understand why my son was ripped away from me. This side of heaven I may never know. I still have hard days. There are still times when Blake finds me crying on the shower floor. There are still days where it’s hard to pass by the boy clothes in the baby section. It still hits me like a ton of bricks every time I meet a little boy named Judah. It will always be hard to visit his gravesite and physically see him apart from me. I don’t think those things will ever go away. I don’t think a day will ever pass where I don’t think of him. But even still, my God is good. And He is on my side. And He is guiding me through. I promise you, He will guide you too.

Thankfully, I never did develop that cancer. My body eventually returned to normal. And right around November-December, I got pregnant with our sweet Raegan. I had a great pregnancy, and an awesome delivery. Rae was a perfect little baby. A sign of hope for today and for the future. All of this is only the beginning of our Judah story. I know there is so much more to come. Judah: praised. Let His Name be praised above all other names. Even when it’s hard. Even when it hurts. May His Name be praised. Joseph: He will add. He is not done with our family yet. He will add joy. He will add babies. He will add life. He will add…He is not finished with me yet.