Homemade Deodorant – First Attempt

Deodorant options

As part of my plan to reduce the chemical assault on my body, I’m starting with anti-perspirant.

I normally use Sure, which has a terrifying 35 items on its ingredients list, but since ttc I’ve been wary of using it.

I also have a Biosen stick, which I bought because it’s aluminum-free, but on closer inspection it still contains 26 ingredients, one of which is Triclosan. Triclosan has been in the media recently  – it’s an antibactieral agent that has been found to impair heart and muscle strength significantly in animals. Nice.

And I also have a Pit Rok spray, which I thought was pretty natural and full of things that wouldn’t harm you. It contains a more moderate 10 ingredients, but this still includes sodium benzoate and 2-Bromo-2-nitropropane-1,3-diol, which (as you just imagine with a name like that) is a controversial ingredient suspected of releasing formaldehyde and causing liver toxicity.

Great!

So what’s a girl to do??

I’m going to make my own!

After a bit of research, I found a very simple recipe over at wellness mama.

I gathered together my ingredients:

Natural deodorant

And melted them in a pyrex jug stood in a saucepan of very hot water.

Then after lots of stirring I poured the lot into a ramekin (I must acquire some better glass containers for future experiments) and popped it in the fridge for about 15 minutes.

I didn’t make too much, so my actual quantities were:

2 teaspoons of coconut oil
1 teaspoon of baking powder
1 teaspoon of shea butter
10 drops each of tea tree and geranium rose

Here’s the finished product:

home made deodorant

I have to say I’m not too sure about the smell. I think it might be better without the geranium rose. Or the tea tree. Or both.

And I’m not too sure how I’m going to use it. I think it might have been better in a mould of some sort, so I could use it like a stick.

However, this is all new to me and you have to learn as you go, so I’ll post an update after I’ve used it for a while.

And boy it feels good to chuck the other stuff in the bin 🙂

Chemical Overload

deodorant ingredients

I had a plan to do a series of posts on the toiletries that I am replacing in the bathroom. So today I brought my Sure anti-perspirant downstairs to the computer and sat down to research the ingredients.

Oh my.

For starters there are 35 ingredients on the list.

Why has it got so much crap in it?

And researching the items… oh man. It’s terrifying. The chemicals are complex, they are often derivatives of other chemicals that have been altered, or they are combinations of several other complex chemicals… it is a maze of long-chain-polymers that a layperson is really going to struggle with.

And then I started to get really paranoid.

Just think about what you do each day…

Sleep on bedding washed in harsh detergents, shower with chemicals in shampoo, shower gel, facewash, then spray on aluminum chlorohydrate to keep your underarms dry, dab on perfume (not even a disclosed list of ingredients here), brush your teeth with fluoride, eat man-made breakfast cereals that resemble nothing in nature, put on clothes that contain more detergent residue, sit on plastic chairs, work at plastic desks, eat food laden with preservatives so that it lasts on the shop floor for more than 24 hours, handle shop receipts laden with BPA, clean your house with a chemical list almost as long as your cosmetics ingredients, wash your hands with antibacterial soap, eat more food possibly containing too much fat, sugar, and even more preservatives, additives and other dubious sounding ingredients…

The total chemical load for each of us must be astonishing.

And yet our wonderful bodies soldier on through it all, for as long as they can manage.

No more.

I’m no hippy (just a wannabe hippy, ha ha!). I’ve eaten a standard western diet all my life. Used shop cosmetics and branded cleaning products since I left home. I’ve worked in an office for years on end. I live in a normal house, with normal chemical infused furniture, non-organic bedding and synthetic clothes.

But this has all got to change.

There are several studies that show hairdressers and nail technicians have a higher incidence of miscarriage and infertility (theorized that it is their exposure to chemicals on a daily basis that is the cause).

And your skin absorbs everything you put on it – that’s why we have nicotine patches and hormone patches.

So I’m not going to waste any more time trying to decide if it’s safe to do a daily application of 2-Bromo-2-nitropropane-1,3-diol, I’m just going to chuck my anti-perspirant in the bin and make my own deodorant!

On Getting Older

Mum
My Mum in Her Late Teens

I’m 38 you know.

And it seems so very old to me.

I had DS1 at 34 and DS2 at 36 (the plan was for no.3 to be here by now, but I’ll be at least 39 for the next one).

Now, for the first time in my life I FEEL my age, quite a lot of the time.

Because:

  • Having two children in 3 years takes a LOT of your energy, patience, sleep, nutrients and willpower. More than you ever imagine it could do. I look in the mirror now and I have aged more than 3 years in that time.
  • Bad lifestyles catch up with you eventually. Eating less than optimal food, not exercising enough, sitting on your backside in an office job, drinking too much, eating too much sugar, getting through the day with caffeine… All these things are water under the bridge in your twenties, but by the time you get to your 30s, your body starts to slow down. It can’t take the abuse any more. Toxic overload means you start to age, deteriorate, disintegrate!

And the combination of children and bad lifestyle just accelerates the process. You’re running on empty all the time. You’re demanding more of your body than it can give, so your body starts to look worse for wear, wrinkles appear around your eyes, your skin starts to sag, your tummy never looks the same, your joints start to ache with all the physical effort of caring for small people.

Basically your body is trying to tell you that you need to look after it a whole lot better.

And.

On the horizon.

The word I never thought would be part of my vocabulary.

Menopause.

I spoke to my mum yesterday and asked her when her menopause started, when she first noticed her cycles getting out of whack.

Do you know what she said?

44.

44!!!!

That’s 5.5 years away from where I am now.

That’s a little earlier than I expected. Mum has smoked all her life, which brings menopause on sooner, but even so. Women tend to follow the pattern of their mothers so now I am terrified that the end of my fertility is on the horizon!

I am terrified of being old, and gray, and barren, and used up.

My hair is going grey – have I mentioned that?

And when I see college students walking around, girls in their late teens who look so fresh and young and perfect, I realize that yes, I am old. I am aging.

And I’m still trying to have a baby.

It’s absolutely crazy isn’t it?

And then I realize how desperately important it is to eat lots of raw food, to rid my diet and my home of chemicals, to nourish my body, to honour this gift that carries me around every day and that has borne two beautiful children.

I know I can’t turn the clock back, but I think it is within my power (and everyone’s power) to slow that clock right down.

That’s what I need to do.

Because I don’t want to feel so old any more.

I Finally Ovulated

On cycle day 20.

20!!!

For a cd13/14 ovulator the last week has been agonizing.

Here’s my massive collection of opks:

Positive ovulation tests
The arrow shows ovulation day!

Thank goodness.

I’ve been so fed up and grumpy waiting to see my temperature rise for the last seven days. And for the last two days I was convinced I’d had an LH surge but had still failed to ovulate.

My body is still working, despite the dodgy flaxseed I’ve been eating this month, hurrah!

And so we enter the Two Week Wait. Again. 🙂

More Raw Week 3

Raw food

Well, this week has had its ups and downs. Monday was the last day of a weekend away and I just didn’t manage anything as we were eating on the run and then we came home to an empty fridge and a mountain of unpacking. No excuse I know.

I was really good in the week, and pleased with my totals, but then all this messing around waiting to ovulate and having my cycle run over like never before left me in an emotional state which led to comfort eating. Chocolate, takeaways and sandwiches for lunch instead of lots of lovely raw veggies and fruits.

I feel worse for it, so this morning, a fresh new Monday I was straight to the fruit bowl on rising. I’m planning on a more consistent week this week.