In Western Washington, we didn’t have to worry much about mosquito bites. In fact, I can’t remember the last time that I got bitten by one. But, once we entered Indiana, it’s like the mosquito’s smelled fresh blood and came a-runnin’.
Between my husband, myself and my son, we have hundreds of bites. Even if we stay indoors, a few stray mosquito’s find their way in, when we open and close the doors and end up biting us throughout the night, for the entire night.
My poor son looks like he has been dealing with the chicken pox or something because his arms, legs, face, and neck are covered with old bite marks, as well as having a few fresh one, since last night.
I mean, short of praying every square inch of our bodies with mosquito repellent, is there any other way to keep them at bay? I feel like a prisoner, unable to even go out in the backyard for a few moments.
I’m hating the humidity here, I had forgotten how miserable it can be with the humidity. New Jersey was bad, but not this bad. It could be only 80 degrees outside, but the humidity makes it feel like it’s 120 degrees. I much prefer the heat of the desert, like California’s heat. It’s hot, but not at all sticky or muggy.
I think tonight I’ll have to cover my son in repellent and hope he doesn’t get bit, because I can’t stand watching him covered in bite marks. Thankfully he hasn’t been itching or scratching at them, but i’ve itched and scratched a fair share of my own mosquito bites.
Let’s hope the weather turns cool really soon, so we can somewhat feel some relief, because as of this point, i’m not enjoying the weather in Indiana at all!
