Baby Orajel

I am completely neurotic. I thought (and you may have thought) I was before, but it is not a fact that no one can deny. My obsession with getting.things.done. has taken a turn for the worse. Could it be a dimension of nesting? I don’t know, but one thing is for certain… I need to be stopped.

It all started like this:

Leah didn’t have any diaper cream. You know, one of those things she absolutely needs before she is born. She’s got her soap, and her lotion, and all of her other bath time/grooming products… but no diaper cream. Of course, not having it was enough to give me a conniption fit. I completely obsessed about it for two weeks. You might be thinking that I could have just gone to the store and bought it if it was that big of a deal, but here comes the sad part. Target no longer carries it in the tubes. Of the kind that I wanted (and I am also neurotically specific) they only had it in a big tub. And a big tub will just not due for a diaper bag. So for the past two weeks I have been looking online at different stores, including Amazon, and I found it, but I hate ordering online.

So my obsession with having her diaper cream grew more intense every day, probably because I knew I couldn’t have what I wanted. But it also developed into something more severe. It transcended into Leah also needing medicine! After all, she will probably come out with a diaper rash, a fever, and God knows what else. Right? No? Well, even knowing I was being irrational, the thought of not being prepared with medicine and diaper cream was enough to send me over the edge.

Today was my breaking point. I was sitting at work unable to concentrate, because of my need to be prepared for all of the illnesses that might someday plague Leah. I did one more desperate search online to see if somehow Target got the tubes of the cream I wanted back. They did not. So I derived a plan B. Aveeno it would be. You see, I’m neurotic in several ways, one of which being things need to be natural.

That's a different blog entirely, but I can’t stand the thought of putting chemical induced creams on Leah’s brand new skin. There are some exceptions, but if I can help it, and it's something that will make a difference being natural, I will try to go that route. Aveeno was my second best bet to the other stuff I had found. And target had it!

So at lunchtime, nearly bursting at the seems, I took a trip to target. And I walked the isles. And I found it all. She now has two tubes of Aveeno diaper cream, she has dye free medicine… and last but not least, she has baby Orajel!

Because, Lord knows, she will come out teething. And I know I do not want to be caught unprepared. When I first spotted it on the shelf, it was almost like a light was beeming on it. You see, they now have a natural form of orajel! No flavor, no numbing stuff, no dyes. I wanted to jump up and down. But I didn’t. I’m sure my eyes got huge, and I’m glad no one else was in the isle, but I calmly picked it up and put it in my basket. Smiling from ear to ear on the inside. It was one of those things you never think about, but once you see it it becomes a necessity.

I left Target a happy girl. A huge weight was lifted off my shoulders. I emailed Kyle to tell him he could stop worrying now, Leah has medicine. I’m absolutely positive he was as worried as I was the entire time. So I know he is equally relieved. But alas, Leah can now come out with a diaper rash, fever, and teeth and we will be ready for her!

I hope she knows I do it all in love.