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DailyHealth Facebook ad: Bug Patches That Stick To The Shirt, Not The Baby

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I spent twenty-eight years as a nurse caring for the smallest patients there are. I am very particular about what touches a child's skin. My name is Theresa. I am sixty. I live outside Dayton, Ohio, in the house my husband Frank and I have shared for thirty-one years. I was a registered nurse for twenty-eight years, eighteen of them in a newborn intensive care unit, and I retired three springs ago. We have a daughter twenty minutes away with two children, a five-year-old and a baby who turned one in May, and from the first warm week they are in and out of my kitchen all summer. Twenty-eight years in a NICU does something permanent to you. You become exact about skin. Newborn skin is the thinnest, most absorbent skin there is, and you spend a career being careful about what you put on it. So I am, to put it mildly, particular about what touches my grandchildren. For years, the mosquitoes were just an Ohio nuisance, a few bites, some calamine, nothing to think hard about. I told myself, the first bad summer, that it was the wet weather. I told myself, the next one, that the children were outside more than mine had been. I told myself, for two summers running, that I was overthinking it because of the nurse in me. Then I stopped telling myself things, because the baby could not. Last July my one-year-old grandson, Sam, came in from an evening in the yard with welts up both legs, and my daughter looked at me, and I looked at the bites, and the NICU nurse in me did the thing she always does, which is refuse to put a heavy chemical repellent on the most absorbent skin in the family every single day of a summer. But the gentle sprays we tried were a joke, gone before we got him to the swing. So I was stuck exactly where you are stuck. The strong stuff works and I would not use it daily on a baby. The gentle stuff is kind to the skin and does nothing. And the bites kept coming, on Sam and on his big sister. I sat with Sam on my lap one evening, dabbing calamine on welts I would have shrugged off on an older child, and I felt the worry I had spent twenty-eight years being the steady one about. Now, I am impossible to sell, and a NICU nurse is the toughest customer a repellent will ever meet. I know what absorbs and what doesn't. The graveyard in my daughter's cabinet matched yours exactly. The woman who told me about what we use now was a nurse I had worked beside for twelve years, at a retirement lunch for one of our old charge nurses. She was not selling anything. She mentioned, almost in passing, that the only thing she felt right about using on her grandkids was a little patch, because, in her words, nothing actually goes on the child. That sentence stopped the NICU nurse in her tracks, because that is the whole thing I care about. She told me to read it myself, which is the only sentence that works on a nurse. She said the name once. Luna. I wrote it on the back of the lunch receipt. I read every word that night, the way I once read a medication order, looking for the catch. Citronella oil. Eucalyptus oil. A little lavender in the children's version. Plant-based, DEET-free, no parabens, no phthalates, no artificial fragrance, a clean short list I understood completely. And then the part that mattered to me more than any ingredient could. It is a patch that sticks to the clothing, the shirt, the hat, the stroller, and not to the skin. Nothing is absorbed, because nothing touches him. For a woman who spent twenty-eight years particular about the most delicate skin there is, that design was the thing I had never found. I will be honest about what it is not, because honesty is the only thing a nurse has to offer. It is not a force field, and it is not what you rely on if you are traveling somewhere with real mosquito-borne disease risk, where you follow CDC guidance and use what they recommend. For the everyday reality of an Ohio summer, the backyard and the stroller walks and the porch at dusk, it was the gentle, skin-free option I had been wanting and not finding. I called the nurse practitioner I trusted most from my old unit and read her the label. She said she would far rather see a clothing patch on a baby's shirt than any chemical on that skin, as long as we kept up the basics and used proper protection for genuinely high-risk situations. She said she wished more families thought it through the careful way nurses are trained to. That was the conversation. I ordered the children's patches for the house. I won't oversell the first weekend. I stuck a patch on the back of Sam's little shirt and one on the canopy of his stroller, and I still expected, out of habit, to be dabbing calamine that night. There was less to dab than I expected. I made a quiet note, the way a nurse does, and I did not let one weekend mean too much. A few weeks on, his sister wore one through a soaked afternoon in the kiddie pool and it held, because it is waterproof. I didn't say much. I just kept watching and counting, the way the unit trained into me. The evening it landed was an ordinary one at summer's end. We took the stroller out at dusk, the hour I had spent two summers avoiding entirely, with a patch on Sam's shirt and one on the canopy, and we just walked the block. He fell asleep out there, in the cool air. I didn't say anything to Frank. I didn't need to. I want to be careful with what I am telling you, because I spent twenty-eight years being held to my word and I would like you to hold me to it now. We still empty the standing water, still cover the children on the worst evenings, still use proper CDC-recommended protection whenever there is real disease risk or travel. The patch is one small thing we added to all of that, never a substitute for any of it. But it was the thing I had been wanting for twenty-eight years, a way to be careful with the most delicate skin in the family without putting a single thing on it, and it gave us back the evenings. That is the honest version, and I will not give you a cleaner one. These are Luna Naturals' mosquito repellent patches. Plant-based citronella and eucalyptus, DEET-free, up to eight hours, waterproof, and they stick to the clothing so nothing goes on the child. You add them alongside the basics, not instead of them. I am a sixty-year-old retired NICU nurse in Ohio, and I am still not the person to ask about your child. Your own pediatrician is. Ask them the same two-minute question this season. If you want to read about them first, they're here. [LINK] P.S. What the nurse in me appreciated is that each patch is individually sealed, so it is still fresh when you peel it in August, not faded in an open bag since June. The small decisions a company makes when no one is watching tell you what they're like when someone is. P.P.S. The whole protocol is the kind I'd give a worn-out parent on discharge: peel one, stick it on the shirt or the stroller, done. Nothing to rub in, nothing for a baby to get in his mouth or eyes. Simple enough that it actually happens. P.P.P.S. Please ask your own pediatrician before using anything new on a child, the way you would about anything. They have your child's whole picture. I have only written you a letter. There is a difference. P.P.P.P.S. They back it with a 30-day money-back guarantee, the kind of policy companies offered back when they still answered the phone. If you are not happy with the patches, you should not be out the money. That is fair. P.P.P.P.P.S. I hope you have an old colleague at a retirement lunch who tells you the small honest thing without trying to sell it to you. And I hope you get to push a stroller around the block at dusk and have the baby fall asleep in the cool air. These patches are a topical clothing repellent. They are not a medical product and do not prevent dengue, Zika, West Nile, or any mosquito-borne illness. For travel or areas with active disease risk, follow CDC guidance and the protection it recommends, and consult your pediatrician or doctor with any health concerns.

lunanaturals.co

Bug Patches That Stick To The Shirt, Not The Baby

Plant-based, DEET-free, waterproof. Nothing goes on the skin.

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