While I’ve always liked the idea of natural, organic, cruelty-free beauty products, they’ve almost invariably failed me compared to their conventional counterparts. My experiment with natural deodorants was a total bust (aluminum or not, I’ll not be parting with my beloved Fresh Sugar Deodorant anytime soon), Burt’s Bees “Mama Bee” was no match for pregnancy stretch marks (thank goodness my friend, Tina, gifted me some Mustela) and Skinceuticals botanical “Phyto+” couldn’t come close to the pigment-fading results I got with oft-maligned dermatological baddie, hydroquinone.
So I never expected to fall in love with a product that only contains five ingredients, the first of which is flipping *olive oil*, but here I am singing the praises of Motherlove Nipple Cream. The name is a bit of a misnomer, as it is not so much a cream as a balm, a miracle one at that. Just like Toula’s father in “My Big Fat Greek Wedding”, I have started putting this stuff on *everything*. In addition to performing the obvious task of soothing, ahem, sensitive areas affected by breastfeeding, Motherlove has other brilliant uses. It is a superb lip balm, cuticle oil and spot moisturizer for the occasional rough patch. (I discovered all of these uses personally while stranded in a chair during nursing sessions. The Little Lady eats *often*.) It also performed a miracle on the Little Lady’s noggin when I spied the first ugly signs of cradle cap. Having heard that olive oil is a common cure, I slathered her dear little head in Motherlove, let it soak in for five minutes and then gently sloughed off every bit of the unsightly dryness. Cradle cap hasn’t dared return since, and the Kat Dennings twins remain unscathed by breastfeeding. A miracle indeed.