In 2011, I will turn 40 years old. Clearly, it’s time I had a mid-life crisis.

There are a lot of things I have never done and tons of things I have yet to accomplish. I don’t think it’s prudent to put them off any longer.

I am a list maker. I always have at least one list. Sometimes more. There is something about crossing items off a piece of paper to make me feel like my tasks are finalized, that I have completed what I have set out to do. That is the purpose of this list. Well, that and the fact that I am losing brain cells by the day and can’t remember 100 things without the benefit of a list.

That’s right. I am going to list 100 things on my Life List. Here are the first ten. I don’t know when I’ll type up the other 90, but let’s focus on the fact that I am making forward progress, shall we?

1. Graduate from college. I left college with just a couple of quarters left (“quarters” referencing my time left in school AND the amount of money I had in my pocket). Although my parents helped me enough that I never had to take out a loan, I still worked three jobs to pay for my share of tuition and my books. I rode my bike to school every day so I wouldn’t have to pay for parking and every, single day my chain would fall off and I would show up to class covered in grease. I left school when I was offered a job making $30,000 a year working for a mortgage company. I was 20 years old. I thought I would save money and go back. I never did.

2. Run a half marathon. Because, I like to torture myself like that.

3. Travel across the United States in an RV. Probably my greatest dream. Ultimate road trip! Holla!

4. Stand under a Giant Sequoia.

5. Hike into the Grand Canyon.

6. Get published. I have a memoir and a novel in the works. Hey, literary agents…call me.

7. Become a Certified Interior Decorator. Not a designer, because oy, the math!

8. Paint a picture. Like a real one. On canvas.

9. Camp in a tent, on a warm beach.

10. Visit all 50 states. I have been to 21 of them, 29 to go!

That’s my first ten. What are yours?

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In early 1999, just after my daughter was born 10 weeks premature, I learned a lot of new words. The hospital has a lingo all its own and when you have a baby in the NICU you get a crash course in anatomy, ailments, monitors and medicine. To be completely honest, before our daughter came along we didn’t even know that NICU stood for Neonatal Intensive Care Unit.

It was there where we learned how to take care of our tiny, new arrival. The nurses taught us what to do if her breathing slowed and they showed us how to touch her with firm hands because being gentle startled her.

The NICU is full of science and full of caring. It was where I saw my daughter being tube-fed and it is where I held her skin-to-skin because I was told it would help her grow. It is a place of delicate balance.

It was in the NICU that I first heard of Aquaphor.

I arrived at the hospital one day to find a small jar with a pharmacy label on it. My daughter had been prescribed a mixture of Aquaphor and Maalox to treat her very first diaper rash.

Let’s just say that it wasn’t the only time we used that jar. My little girl was famous for her middle of the night, up the back poops. She didn’t just get a red bottom, but rather a red area stretching from her diaper to her neck.

Now, more than a decade later, I am working in the cafeteria at my kids’ school. I never thought I would wash my hands more than I did when my daughter was in the hospital, but there is something about preparing food for hundreds of children that makes you want to keep your hands clean.

During the school year, especially throughout winter, my hands are more red and cracked than my daughter’s rear-end ever was.

When Eucerin contacted me and asked if I would like to try one of their products, I jumped at the chance to sample their Healing Ointment. This would also be when I slapped myself in the forehead, because I hadn’t thought of using it for my dry, chapped hands.

For the past week I have been putting the Healing Ointment on my hands and feet before I go to bed. In order to get the most out of the product, I have been wearing socks and gloves. I know that seems extreme, but you haven’t seen my dry skin.

And, you know what? You won’t see it. I now have the smoothest skin I can ever remember. After years of spending a lot of money on pricey lotions, it took a week of Aquaphor and some old gloves to heal me.

The generous folks at Eucerin want to heal your skin too. They have asked me to choose two lucky readers to receive an Aquaphor Wonder Set, valued at $33.00, which includes the following:
Aquaphor Lip Repair: Aquaphor Lip Repair effectively relieves dryness and soothes chapped lips so you can smile comfortably. Provides immediate and long-lasting relief for dry lips, seals in moisture and prevents dryness. Fragrance-free, preservative-free, dye-free and appropriate for sensitive lips.

Aquaphor Healing Ointment: Protects extremely dry, chapped, cracked or irritated skin and helps enhance the skin’s natural healing process. The multi-purpose ointment is safe to use on babies’ sensitive skin; it relieves chapped cheeks, treats diaper rash and relieves dry skin associated with eczema.

Aquaphor Gentle Wash & Shampoo: A convenient cleanser that gently cleanses both skin and hair. Enriched with soothing chamomile and provitamin B5, it is specially designed to be gentle for baby’s sensitive skin. Soap-free, fragrance-free, tear-free and pediatrician recommended.
To enter, leave a comment on this post (please provide a valid e-mail address) before noon EST on Friday, October 8, 2010. For an extra entry just tweet a link to this page (add @Momofali to your tweet).
Good luck and happy healing!

*UPDATE*  Congratulations to Amy and Shelly!  Your Aquaphor will be shipped soon!  Enjoy!

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This past Saturday and Sunday mornings were spent running a lot of errands with my two kids. Two kids who, apparently, don’t understand that it’s possible to ride in a back seat without constant bickering and occasional sibling slapping.

After hours upon hours of listening to them argue, my head popped off.

Okay, my head didn’t pop off, but it felt like it would. Maybe that is why I suddenly yelled, “STOPPPPPPP!!!” You know, to relieve all of that pressure.

It was quiet for a moment, then my son said, “I want a new mom.”

I replied, “Why would you say that?”

He said, “Because you yelled.”

After I apologized for *ahem* raising my voice because of two days worth of constant squabble that would make even the most solid brain turn to mush, or make dogs howl, or make ears bleed, I told my son that he shouldn’t wish for a new mom because he might get a mom who yells more, or one who doesn’t read to him, or make him dinner, or love him so much, or…well the list went on and on.

None of that phased him. He was determined to be rid of me.

So, I did what any mom whose head almost popped off would do. I pulled over to an old, run-down house and told my son to go knock on the door and ask for a new mom.

He looked at the home, with its overgrown bushes, tall grass and covered windows and asked, “Can we go see if there’s a new mom at a better house?”

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