The Snotarator Nasal Vacuum... Does It Work?

My son is under the weather, with every sniffle, cough and sneeze, I feel my heart break a tiny little bit. With his age in mind, there are not many medications that we can offer him to help him fight the symptoms that are making him so miserable.

We had been relying on a bulb syringe to clear his snotty nose, and as all parents who have tried this will agree, this is not a fun task. My son fights, runs, hides and cries every time. I feel like the worst Mama in the world when I have to pin his arms with my knees and straddle him to actually use the bulb syringe. I roll my eyes every time my husband reminds me "That is what the doctor said to do. It doesn't hurt him." While it might not hurt the little one, and it is necessary, it doesn't make me feel any better about the process.

The Snotarator  is a simple plastic device, it is clear, it has removable parts for easy clean up and it sounded like a great option for Mama's like me that feel guilty about wrestling their kids to use a bulb syringe. When Rolfie came down with his cold, I pulled the sample out and I told my husband... I think it is missing a part. He said "Really? Let me see it." He shook his head and asked if I read the directions... uh no. I am one of those people that tries first then falls back on instructions if needed. The wise, instruction reading hubby explained it just goes in the vacuum hose. I threw my hands up in the air. No, no way. I am not looking to traumatize my son any more than the bulb syringe does.

Well, then my son starting sniffling and sneezing again. I sighed in defeat and went for the vacuum cleaner. I expected this to be a huge deal, I thought my son would scream, possibly freak out and maybe cry. I set everything up and called for Rolfie. He generally likes the vacuum, but how would he react to me coming at him with the hose?

Geez, did I make this into a huge deal for nothing? The prospect of Mama sucking his face with the vacuum delighted my son for some reason. He laughed and had a twinkle in his eye as I approached him. The Snotarator is non invasive so really all I had to do was wave this little gadget under his nose. Whoosh, everything that was in there, was out of there in the clear chamber. I liked that I could see that it worked before my eyes.

It was easy enough to clean up with hot water, soap and a nipple cleaner left over from baby bottle days. It worked better than anything else would have. My son seems to enjoy the experience. He howls with laughter every time I use this on him. Maybe he is a goof ball? Maybe he knows it is helping him? Maybe it is just plain hilarious to have someone slurp your nose with the vacuum?

Regardless, this cold has been easier on the whole family. We can easily clear his snotty nose, he can breathe easier, and no fighting over the bulb syringe. I love this product Every family with small children should have one. It is easy to use, it is easy to clean, and it is super effective. 

Okay, here is a moment of truth. I was curious, how does it feel? I have a touch of a cold too, so when no one was paying attention to me, I tried the The Snotarator Nasal Vacuum. Oh my gosh. It feels neat. No wonder my son howls with laughter. It is not painful, it is quick and unlike any experience I have ever had. 

Trust me, get this! You will be glad you did. Visit http://www.snotarator.com/
and use coupon code BREATHE17 to save 10% on your order.

I received one or more of the products mentioned above for free using Tomoson.com. Regardless, I only recommend products or services I use personally and believe will be good for my readers.

I Am Not Really A Cat Person... Am I?

I am not a cat person per say. I have always favored dogs, but that doesn't mean I don't find cats charming, fun and to be all around lovely creatures.

But then one day I began desiring a cat. So I batted my eye lashes and looked at him with my big blue eyes, my husband, who was at the time my boyfriend, promised me we could get a cat. Oh the power of eyelashes.

I wanted to be specific about my cat to be. I know this is ridiculous. But, I had already given my cat a name, I wanted a black and white or gray and white cat.

Well, I worked with a lady that had black and white kittens. Well, I didn't want one of her kittens even though they met my request in terms of color. Adam said "Why not?" I sighed and said "I don't like that (insert nasty word here) and if I get a cat from her I will always have to be reminded that I don't like her."
Yeah, I was younger and feisty. This was pre motherhood days.

We went to one of our favorite places, the apple orchard. It was winter, but they have the best cider there. They had a sign, Free Kitten. We inquired. The kitten was a little boy, gray with a white spot. I said "I want him!" The lady promised to bring him in the next day if we could return to pick him up.

So, that is how we got him.

He is 4 years old now. In the past few months our relationship has really taken on a new level. My cat and I have a moment together every night after the kid is in bed, the cat curls up in my lap to be adored and stroked. I have come to look forward to this special time with my cat, my lovely Maurice. So maybe... yeah I guess I am a cat person.