How my life has changed

I have mentioned in a couple of posts {here and here,} that my life is changed and I wanted to share how it has changed and what I’ve been doing to cause the change! My mom introduced me to Thrive about six months ago and I basically refused to take it. About a month ago, I finally gave in, and now I have to share how it has changed my life…

Here is my Thrive Experience!

As most of you know I am twenty six years old and married to the love of my life who I often refer to as Hubby around these parts. We have been together for almost ten years and we have four kids 7 years old and younger. Two of then are eighteen months apart {Jay just turned 7 years old and Kage is 5 and 1/2 years old} and two of them are 5 and 1/2 month old twins. All boys so I’m definitely outnumbered. ;) Like I said above, I was introduced to Thrive by my mom about six months ago.

I can remember clearly when she started taking Thrive, I saw a huge change in her! I also saw a change in other family members {my cousin Jessica being one of them} and friends that started taking it. I was so beyond skeptical and I was in a really bad place emotionally when they first started taking it. As you know, I have a messed up back and I have been dealing with back pain for almost two years now. I went from being extremely active to barely being able to do anything. I was depressed because this was not how I pictured my life. I never pictured not being able to be active or constantly having to tell my kids “no” and that “mommy can’t play with them right now”, and that killed me. If you are a momma, you know how much your little ones look forward to playing and spending time with mom and I hated not being able to. I had to take frequent breaks when trying to take care of all my little ones and it made me not even want to try to play. I couldn’t keep my house as clean as I wanted it because I was hurting too bad. My mom kept trying to talk me into trying it and I kept telling her no, for 5 months I refused to try it.

Even though I saw it working for her, even though I watched the amazing changes that were happening to her, I was convinced that this was my life. I was always going to be the young mom with a messed up back, I was going to be the woman who couldn’t be as active as I once was. I was going to be the mom who constantly had to tell her kids no, I would always be struggling through the day, and always tired. I wasn’t enjoying life and I was convinced this was how it was always going to be for me. After I had another breakdown, I threw my hands up in the air, and decided to get a sample pack from her, at this point I thought, “What do I have to lose?”

I was blown away by how well it worked the 1st and 2nd day, I had energy, I wasn’t snacking like crazy those first two days, and I wasn’t tired or wanting a nap by midday. By the Third day, I was convinced that this was for me. My energy had gone up in those three days and I truly started to feel happy again. By the end of the first week, my back wasn’t hurting as bad and neither was the nerve in my leg. I felt amazing and my mood was so much better. At the start of the second week, I started working out again and it didn’t kill my back which shocked the hell out of me because, I hadn’t been able to really workout in two years. I couldn’t believe it. By the end of my second week, I had inspired my husband to try it and we are both Thrivers for life now!!

I am a month in and I feel downright amazing! I can finally clean my house, take care of my kids much better, play with them, and be as active as I once was. I am so thankful for thrive, I am thankful my mom didn’t give up on wanting me to try it because, it has absolutely changed my life. I am happier, I’m a better me, I’m a better mom, and I’m a better wife. Thrive truly gave me my life back!!

If you would like to try Thrive {I have 3 or 4 day sample packs} or learn more about it, you can email me at Beautyandtheboysblog@gmail.com and you check on my website as well. :) If you still aren’t sure, continue reading..

While we are on the subject, since I talked about the amazing changes I saw in my mom, I wanted to share her thrive story. She has been on Thrive for six months and her results are AMAZING!!

“My name is Sheila and this is my 6 month updated Thrive Experience.

I am 49 years old married to a wonderful man for 15 years now, I have 3 grown daughters and I’m a grandmother to 8 grandchildren. 6 months ago when my friend Lakeesha first introduced me to Thrive, I will be the first to say that I wasn’t interested, I didn’t really want to hear much about it. I was not in a good place in my life at the time. You see I had been in a motorcycle accident prior that left me with back and neck discomfort, and negatively affected my overall quality of life. I went from someone who was physically active, worked, and helped my kids out, enjoyed my life; to someone who was ruled by what I did that day, if it was too much I was in my recliner. I mean I managed to run some errands here and there but I didn’t like how my life was anymore. I couldn’t enjoy family functions, Oh I would go to them once in a while but never really was able to enjoy myself because of my back and neck discomforts. So I put on that fake smile, visited some and then I was ready to go back home and sit right back in that recliner. The recliner became my best friend as I tell people. To say my life was a mess was an understatement. I couldn’t physically play with my 8 grandchildren without feeling discomforts. Now, that was the part I really didn’t like. If you ever had grandkids then you know how much of a blessing they are.

Fast forward to October 7th 2014 when I finally decided to give Thrive a try. I wasn’t a day oner as you will hear people say. However, by day 2 I knew something was going on. I did notice that my energy had come up some, and my back and neck wasn’t hurting me as much. By day 3 that was the day. I woke up took my 2 capsules, waited about 20 minutes drank my lifestyle shake and then put on my DFT. I was awake, I had energy and for the first time in a long time I was happy, I mean really happy, and I noticed that my back and neck weren’t hurting like it did before. I felt so much better that day that I cleaned my entire house without having to take many breaks like I use to prior to starting Thrive.

I decided right then I had to share this couldn’t keep it to myself and I became a promoter, which is Free of course. I am happy to say that I have earned my auto bonus at yes I am a 12K!! Simply because I wanted everyone else to feel just as good as I do. The business opportunity with this company is amazing and they reward their promoters nicely. I work with an amazing Team and they are always willing to help. As the months went by my discomforts in my back and neck were getting better and for the first time I was able to physically play with my grandchildren with less aches and discomforts. To see the looks on their faces when I started chasing after them was priceless!! Now they ask me all the time when they come over, “mamaw will you chase us” you bet I will. I have been able to do more this winter then I have in years. I look forward to getting up every day and tackling a new day. The recliner is no longer my best friend!!

One of the nice side effects of taking Thrive on top of all the above is that I have lost a significant amount of weight {almost sixty pounds} and I am amazed at how much better I truly feel. I have even started working out on my gazelle. I would say this to anyone who is just watching or thinking oh it can’t work that way for me. You need to try it for those 3 days, and see what it will do for you. I would hate for you to not at least give the Thrive Experience a try and regain your life back!!! I am so glad I finally listened to my friend and opened that sample and gave it a try. My husband and I both will be Thrivers for Life!!!”

After hearing our Thrive experience, if you would like to try it for yourself {I have 3 and 4 day sample packs}, email me at Beautyandtheboysblog@gmail.com Thrive has changed my life and I seriously want to share it with everyone!

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Life is unexpected

Having twins, scratch that, having four boys, I know that life is so unexpected. Our daily life never looks the same and I’m okay with that. I thrive in the natural chaos of our day to day life, I don’t really thrive in a calm and routine environment. One thing I don’t like though, is when life throws me a curveball so big, that it scares the hell out of me and turns everything upside down. 

For two weeks I had been doing and feeling great. I had finally jumped on something (more about that in another post) that was completely turning my life around. I was doing my makeup again, getting ready for the day, not dreading waking up. I had energy and I even started working out for crying out loud. (If you follow me on IG, you saw those workout posts)

Then, life threw that damn curveball. It threw it so fast and so hard that it left me breathless. Two Friday’s ago I had been hanging out with friends and on the way home I noticed a bit of pain in my tooth. Mind you, I’ve had major teeth problems before so, I knew the signs of an infection coming on. The next day I started doing all the home remedies I could to stop the infection in its tracks like I had done before, but a couple of days later, my cheek was swollen and it hurt so, I went to the er clinic. I knew they would give me antibiotics and I would be on my way. That’s exactly what they did and I had planned to start taking them and get to the dentist by the end of the week. 

Little did I know at that moment, I would be in the hospital by the end of the week. I started the antibiotics immediately, but it was already too late at this point. My jaw, chin, and neck began to swell, and it hurt to swallow. I couldn’t even eat on the other side of my mouth because it hurt to chew. I had gone a whole day without eating. The next day I noticed the above and the redness on my neck, the pain started becoming unbearable. I remember telling my husband to get me some french fries from mcdonalds because, surely I would be able to eat those since they didn’t require much effort. I took one bite and burst into tears because I couldn’t chew it and I was hurting too fking bad.

I started getting dressed and told Hubby I was going back to the er because I couldn’t take it anymore and at this point, I was scared. I had never had an infection like this before. 

All it took was one look in that er doctors eyes and I knew my worries were spot on. It was too late, the infection had spread too far, I was being admitted and transferred to a hospital with an oral surgeon. They began pumping me full of antibiotics and pain medicine. Hours went by before the ambulance arrived, but it finally did and I was on my way to the other hospital. It was after midnight when I met the oral surgeon, he had the same look in his eye as the other doctor and a fresh wave of fear rushed through me. He told me they were going to have to pull the infected teeth, cut open my neck, and place tubes in it to drain the infection. He told me it would be happening first thing in the morning. Fast forward through the night, I barely slept at all. About six am they began prepping me. My husband was at home with all the kids and was trying to get up to the hospital to be with me before I went in, I laid in the prep room thinking I wouldn’t be seeing anyone before I went under. Then my papa walked in and I could have cried. I was so happy he showed up to see me before I went into surgery.

I won’t go into all the details, but recovery has sucked and has been hard. They were able to remove all of the infection and I got the tubes out Tuesday. I still have a long road ahead of me, but I just wanted to update y’all about where I’ve been and to thank everyone who follows me on social media who has seen my posts, for the prayers and positive thoughts. They mean the world to me.


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A few truths

As I sit down and write tonight, I wanted to share a few truths with y’all. It can be hard to tell what’s real that a blogger posts, what’s not real, who they really are vs who they portray themselves to be. It can be hard to share real things in fear of criticism or having something you write about be taken the wrong way.

Live.Laugh.L0ve. // A few truths

Truth:
It’s hard for me to write about everything I want to write about. I’m a sensitive person by nature, my feelings get hurt easy, and I don’t like to offend people if I can avoid it. Does that make me real on here though? If I’m too scared to share a certain topic I want to write about or talk about certain things? I do think it makes me real, it just means I hold back a bit more, but I’m working on this because I always want my readers to know me. To know what I stand for or against, what I believe or what I don’t, etc.

Truth:
You don’t often realize how much you baby the youngest in your family until you start trying to break certain habits. I’ve been trying to implement new things in my house and get my youngest to be a little more independent and it’s really hit me hard just how much I babied him, when I thought that I didn’t baby him very much. Talk about an eye opener.

Truth:
I don’t go to church as much as I should, but I have a close relationship with God and I am no stranger to talking to my kids about Jesus and reading them bible stories.

Truth:
I am so worried about the amount of pain I’m going to be in as my belly continues to grow. Having a messed up back while your pregnant is no joke and the pain is already starting to intensify and I’m only 18 weeks. On that note, I am also worried about more than likely being put on bed rest towards the end of my pregnancy. Just thinking about all I need to get done in a short amount of time and then the idea of being put on bed rest while trying to take care of two boys, it scares the hell out of me.

Truth:
I know with twins, it’s not uncommon to go into labor early, as in earlier than 36 weeks, and I’m deathly afraid of that. I watched what my little sister went through when my nephew was born three months early and I saw him in the NICU and that is not something I don’t want to experience at all. I’m hoping and praying that it doesn’t happen, I really don’t think it will because I’ve never had problems with my other two pregnancies, but it is in the back of my mind since I’m pregnant with twins.

Truth:
My house is messy as I type this. Although, I hope it will be clean by the time I publish it. I”m just not one of those moms who has a super clean house all the time and I’ve learned for the most part, to be okay with this, but I do like it to be semi-clean {or almost all the way clean} and I try to do what I can when I can without overdoing it on my back.

Truth:
I am beyond grateful for my family and the few close friends that I have. Our a.c. unit has been out for two weeks and last week it was hot as shit in our house and my mom and step-dad gladly opened up their home to us for a few days and I couldn’t be more thankful. I’m also grateful to the family who checks in on me every once in awhile to see how I’m doing. I’m also grateful for this girl who takes the time out of her busy day to chat with me and to make plans to come see me after the babies arrive.

Truth:
I don’t know where I would be without my husband. He is seriously my rock and is such a good husband and father. I can’t thank him enough for being who he is and doing what he does. I know he doesn’t have to do certain things, but the fact that he’s willing to, makes me appreciate him even more. I also love that he makes me laugh all the time, that after almost 9 years we are still going strong, and that we have a healthy marriage.

Truth:
I’m a little worried about having twins since we already have two boys! After talking with a couple of twin mommas, I know I’ll get the hang of it in no time, it’s just a little crazy to think about!

Truth:
Speaking of twins, I really can’t wait to start decorating their nursery! With the boys, I never got to do that since we were living in apartments, but this time, I’m totally going to go all out and have fun with it! :)

Truth:
I haven’t worn makeup in almost two weeks. Our a.c. has been out for the past two weeks and there has been no point in putting any on because I’ll likely just sweat it off! I can’t wait to get our a.c. fixed tomorrow!

Truth:
This pregnancy, I’ve been drinking more water than I ever have in my life. I know that’s bad, but I was not a fan of water at all, but during the first trimester I threw up quite a bit of soda and now I can barely drink soda! I take that as a good thing.

Truth:
I am so NOT ready for school to start back up. I missed Jay like crazy last year during the day while he was at school and I’m not ready for that again. Call me crazy, but I’m one of those moms who absolutely loves having her kids home with her. He loves school though and while I might miss him, It makes me really happy to see him love school.

Your turn. Share a few truths with me in the comments below!

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What’s in my bag?

I was provided the phone case in this post by Tiny Prints in exchange for an honest review. All opinions are 100% my own.

I am normally not a purse girl. Up until recently I have owned all of two purses for quite some time. My mother in law gave me a few adorable purses and I figured it was time to switch/clean out my purse and in the process, I decided to show y’all what’s in my bag. I love seeing these type of posts so, I figured it was time to show y’all what’s apart of my daily life.

Live.Laugh.L0ve. // What's in my bag?

Live.Laugh.L0ve. // What's in my bag?

Live.Laugh.L0ve. // What's in my bag?

Live.Laugh.L0ve. // What's in my bag?

I adore that leopard purse. It has so many different compartments and can hold so much stuff! Alright, lets get started!

I don’t have a real wallet right now so, I use two Artsy Anthropology key chain wallets that hold different cards, money, etc.

My Erin Condren planner. I always like to take this with me in case I get a blogging idea while out or something comes up, I can simply pull it out and jot it down real quick.

Two pens. I always have at least two pens, especially my sharpie pen. I love that darn thing!

Viva La Juicy is my all time favorite perfume and I always have that with me. You just never know when you need to throw on a little more perfume before going inside somewhere.

Sunglasses. Sunglasses are my favorite accessory. I used to own a white pair that I loved, but the boys got ahold of them and wound up breaking them so, I had to get this pair and I’ve grown to love them. They are from walmart. I never spend a ton on sunglasses because I’m always afraid I’m going to break them or lose them.

My iphone. I literally don’t go anywhere without my iphone and I always love having a cute case on it. I just got this phone case from Tiny Prints and I love looking at the back of it and seeing my little family whenever I want. The boys also ask me quite a few times a day since I got it, if they can see the back of my phone! They have so many cute cases and I had such a hard time choosing.

Tic Tacs. These are really self explanatory. I don’t really chew gum, but I like for my breath to smell good and these orange ones taste so yummy.

Werther’s originals. These are not only good, but they help with my morning sickness so I always have a few on hand.

I normally also carry my tablet for the boys to play with while we are out, but they were currently playing with it! I also need to restock my chap stick because I’m out and it’s something else I usually always have in my bag.

So, that’s what the inside of my purse looks like! What are your must have items in your purse?

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Depression really does hurt

I remember when the discs in my back first herniated. I remember crying and crying a lot. I remember being scared and wondering what was going to happen next. It’s been nine months since I found out. Nine months of my life changing so drastically. It’s been nine months of not being able to give my boys piggy back rides. Nine months of not being able to pick them up and carry them when they ask me to. Nine months of not being able to run around and play with them for more than five minutes at a time. Nine months of not being able to spin them around and hear their laughter pierce the air. There has been too much of me telling them, “Honey, I can’t do that right now.” Or “Baby, we will play in a little bit.” I haven’t been able to work out and I’m starting to gain weight because of it, not a lot, but to me… it’s noticeable. I haven’t been able to clean without hurting. I can’t sit for too long and I can’t stand for too long. I have to sleep in one position in bed. My husband has held me while I’ve cried and rubbed my back when I just can’t move. Nine months of all of that and so much more. I kept telling myself it was okay. My life changed, but IT’S OKAY because I have so many blessings. I may be in pain and I may not be able to do everything I want to do, but God has blessed me in so many other ways throughout my 25 years of life so far. I told myself there was no way in hell I was going to slip into sadness or depression. There was no way in hell I was going to let myself sink.

Live.Laugh.L0ve. // Depression really does hurt

The thing about depression though, is that it’s like fog. It slowly starts to creep in. It’s small things at first that you may not even notice until more things start happening and then it hits you all at once and you just can’t believe it. I started noticing that I was tired a lot. Like, annoyingly tired and it was getting on my nerves. I noticed my emotions were weird. I either felt like flying off the handle or crying over nothing. I noticed my lack of appetite. Everything just seemed to be changing and then I found myself engulfed in it. I found myself not wanting to do anything. I didn’t want to blog. I didn’t want to read or write. I didn’t want to go anywhere. I wanted to stay in my PJs and curl up on the couch. I noticed that I had to force myself to clean. I had to force myself to get things ready for Jay’s birthday party. I had to force myself to go to the grocery store. I had to force myself to get ready for the day.

I’ve found myself just wanting to cry. I am fighting back tears several times a day. I feel an utter sadness. A sadness that just surrounds me and takes over. My life has changed and I don’t know if it will ever be back to normal. I don’t know if I will ever be myself again before the back pain started and I think that is what caused the depression, as well as not being able to do all the things I listed above. I have mini panic attacks when I think about the fact that I’m twenty five years old and I begin to wonder if this is what the rest of my life is going to be like. Monthly doctor visits, medicine, pain, having to fight through the pain to do the things I want to do. I wonder if this is how it’s going to be and it scares the living shit out of me. I never wanted to be depressed. I’m the type of person that looks for the Bright side of everything. Even when my back first got messed up, I was counting my blessings instead of being sad and now, I’m still counting them, but the pain of depression surrounds me right now.

Live.Laugh.L0ve. // Depression really does hurt

This life is hard. Much harder than I ever imagined. I know I’ll get through this. I know I’ll pull myself out of this mess whether my back gets fixed or not, it’s just going to take time and I’m trying. I know I’ve got the lord’s strength to help me. “I can do all things through Christ who gives me strength.” Philippians 4:13

I was talking to my best friend about this. I told her I feel like I’m failing at life right now. EVERYTHING is slipping through the cracks because of this depression. She informed that I was in fact “not failing and that life is hard and it took courage to seek help instead of ignore the problem.” I’m trying to believe her. When I told her that I was pissed off at myself for being depressed because there are worse things to be depressed about, she told me “that was bullshit. That people who have never been depressed use that as a cop-out.” She gave me encouraging words and I love her for that. She knew the right things to say and I love knowing she is here for me. Thank you Elle, from the bottom of my heart. To all of you who commented on my IG – thank you so much. All your words touched my heart and the out pouring of love and support has made me cry. I’m so thankful for each of you.

If I don’t blog as much or comment as much. If I seem distant or not myself. Just know I’m here and I’m just trying to pull myself out of this and get back to me.

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I finally admitted I needed help

Live.Laugh.L0ve. // I finally admitted I needed help
“Life doesn’t get easier, people get stronger.” — Unknown
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You know, sometimes in life you just have to go with the flow of things. You have to do things you don’t always want to do. You have to ask for help when that’s something that is hard for you to do. One of the things that has fallen through the cracks since the shit with my back started, has been our home. I haven’t been able to clean as much or keep it clean and that frustrates the hell out of me. At first, I accepted the offer of my mom and little sister cleaning my house a couple of times when the pain first started because, I just needed the help. Once I got in to see a doctor and was put on medicine and it started working, I started cleaning again, but I quickly learned that I could NOT do the cleaning that I wanted and that I couldn’t consistently clean it. Our home was becoming the messiest it had ever been because I could only clean in spurts and not often. Mopping went to once a week if I was lucky and I loathed that because I was normally mopping multiple times a week. The same thing happened with vacuuming. Laundry was getting horribly behind, regularly. Just everything was going down hill.

I didn’t want to admit I needed help to anyone besides my husband or mom. I hated admitting that this was another area I couldn’t keep up with. Although, anyone who has come over has seen that I probably needed the help, I was just being downright stubborn. I hated that my husband was coming home to a messy house after he worked all day. I’m a stay at home mom, part of my job is to clean this house and no my husband doesn’t expect it to be sparkly clean, but just like I expect him to go to work and actually work, he expects me to do my job around here and I was letting him down, although I really wasn’t since he knows I wasn’t just not cleaning all the time because I didn’t want to. He knows that it hurts me to clean so really, it was just me feeling like I was letting him down because I couldn’t do another part of my job.

My mom kept telling me I needed to hire someone to come in once a week to clean. This was something else I was already debating about. I knew I needed someone to come in and clean it once a week that way I could manage the house during the week until said person came and cleaned the next week. I knew this would tremendously boost my happiness {when my house is dirty, I’m not happy} and I even knew my husband would love it. I still had plenty of internal debates with myself before I took the idea to the hubs and he wasn’t too sure about it at first, but I explained to him how I was feeling about everything and it didn’t take long after that for him to say yes. Thankfully, I knew a couple of people who clean houses as their job and I decided to hire my cousin. She has always be an excellent cleaner for as long as I can remember and she decided to make a job out of her love of cleaning. Hiring her was much easier than hiring someone I didn’t know.

I already knew she was going to do a great job. She already knew my reason behind needing to hire someone and I felt extremely comfortable having her here cleaning. She came to clean for the first time last week and wow, I knew she was going to do great, but she blew me away. When my husband walked in after work, his first words were, “WOW!” Seeing him happy that the house was clean, was enough for me to know I made the right choice by admitting I needed the help with this and getting the help. Also, I’ve been able to maintain it through the week and I’ve also implemented new rules to make it easier to keep it clean through the week. I’ve been more consistent about the boys not eating anywhere except the kitchen. They have to throw away their trash. They have to pick up their toys and any other mess they made before bedtime. Hubby has also been doing his part more, putting his dishes in the sink as soon as he’s done with them, putting his clothes in the laundry basket instead of on the bathroom floor. I’ve even been making sure to pick up along the way when I’m going from one room to another.

Overall, it’s working for us. Do I wish that I could do it all on my own again? Absolutely. But knowing I needed the help and that having the help is working makes the decision so much easier.

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What would you choose?

If you follow me on Instagram, then you know I read the Divergent series in about four days. It has been one of the best trilogy’s I’ve ever read and I fell in love with the characters, especially Tris and Four. I also believe that this kind of life could happen in the very far future if you humanity doesn’t get their shit together. Well, if you follow me on Twitter, then you know that I started re-reading the series. #sorrynotsorry I just can’t get enough of it and it is that damn good. Anyways, this morning I started thinking. My mind is a constant blur of questions and thoughts and ideas and what ifs and everything else. My mind rarely stops and just relaxes. During said thinking, I began wondering to myself… if this was the life we lived… what would I choose? My answer came surprisingly easy…

While I believe everyone has a lot of qualities, even if they were to choose a faction… they still have something besides what they chose. I don’t ever see humanity changing in that way, we will always have more than one single thing we believe in or want to be or whatever. I also believe though, that we have something that is dominant… more noticeable about us than any other quality. I believe in being selfless, honest, smart, brave and I believe in peace. Out of all of those though, selfless or honesty stand out more for me than the rest. I believe in doing things for others, I believe in putting others before myself, but a part of me is also selfish. I believe in honesty, I really can’t stand liars or lying to anyone, but depending on the situation, I would lie to save my life and the lives of the people I love. I believe in being smart, I have a thirst for knowledge and just knowing things, but it’s not overpowering. I believe in being brave and yet most of the time I’m scared. I believe wholeheartedly in peace, but I understand why it can’t happen.

But, I am really curious. I would obviously want to hold on to all parts of me, but if you HAD to choose. What would it be?

Live.Laugh.L0ve. // What would you choose? - Candor
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Would you be Candor and live a life full of honesty. Would you always be able to truthfully tell everyone how you feel and say what you want and everyone be okay with that?

Live.Laugh.L0ve. // What would you choose? - Abnegation
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Would you be Abnegation and live a life of selflessness? Always putting others before yourself and never really struggling to do so because that’s just who you are?

Live.Laugh.L0ve. // What would you choose? - Dauntless
{Tank top – Threads and Souls // Pants & boots – Walmart // Earrings & Necklace – Kohl’s // Headband – Cvs}

Would you be Dauntless and live a life of risk tasking, courage and bravery? Would you be okay with that kind of life? With laughing, tattoos, dressing however you want and having the courage to be brave? To take risks {even if they aren’t dangerous, putting your dreams out there is a risk} all the time? Could you do that for the rest of your life?

Live.Laugh.L0ve. // What would you choose? - Amity
{Shirt – Kiki La’Rue // Leggings – Walmart // Earrings – Kohl’s // Headband – My mom made it}

Would you be Amity and live a life full of peace and love? There would be no anger and hate. Life would be happy and wonderful. *sigh* I dream of days where this could be possible.

Live.Laugh.L0ve. // What would you choose? - Erudite
{Shirt & Earrings – Kohl’s // Skirt – Stitch Fix // Headband – Cvs}

Would you be Erudite and live a life full of studying and thirsting for knowledge? Would you be content and happy with always learning more and understanding why things work or how to do something, simply because you wanted to know how to do it?

To me, they all have great qualities. They all have something good about them and it’s hard to choose just one because we are NOT just one. For the sake of the post though… if I HAD to choose

I would choose dauntless. I have lived most of my life in fear. Afraid of so many things and scenarios and what ifs and every stupid fear you could probably think of in the book. I have looked over my shoulder, I have refused to go out and do something from fear, I have had extreme anxiety because of fear. There was once that I didn’t used to be that way though. I didn’t use to constantly be afraid and if I was, I pushed through that shit, I didn’t let it consume me. I was a girl who jumped off garage roofs even if the ground was far away. I climbed fences for the fun of it. I climbed and walked all over roofs and sat up there just to look at the stars. I took walks, everywhere. I took risks and I felt alive. I was the girl at 17 who took the risk of giving her heart away with the possibility of it breaking. I was the girl who stood up for others. I was the girl who lived and felt alive. So, yes I would choose the faction that pushed me back to who I was. Who made me work past those fears. Who took risks because I used to enjoy taking risks, of all kinds. I want to be brave again and I want to have courage again.

It should come as no surprise really that I would choose Dauntless since my word for the year is fearless. Now it’s your turn, be honest… if you had to choose what would it be? There really is no wrong answer since all of them have good qualities… I just wonder which quality, which way of life, you would want to live more of that over powers the rest. Leave your answer in the comments section AND I would love to know why you chose the one you did!

One more thing, once you decide… keep those other qualities that aren’t as dominant, but live that life you want to. If you want to live a life full of understanding and knowledge, then pursue it. If you want to live an honest life, then surround yourself with honest people. If you want to live a life full of peace and happiness, push that negative shit away. If you want to live a life of risks {in whatever form}, of being brave, then start today. If you want to live a life full of selflessness, always putting others first, then what is stopping you?

We are who we are for a reason and maybe it took a book to make me realize that, but I want to be all those things, but above all, I want to be brave.

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To the Dreamers

Live.Laugh.L0ve. // To the Dreamers

To the ones who spend hours dreaming of the life they want, of the goals they want to achieve, of the dreams they want to live. Don’t ever wake up.

To the ones who spend hours sketching up clothing designs, searching for the right material, for the right designer… for the courage to put yourself out there. Don’t ever wake up.

To the ones who have paint splatters on their hands and clothes and a paint brush flying over a canvass creating a masterpiece… to the ones who want their art in a museum or hanging in someones home. Don’t you ever wake up.

To the ones who pour their soul into writing. Who live through the characters and paint pictures with their words… to the ones searching for agents and considering your options… to the ones who write because they were born to. Don’t ever wake up.

Live.Laugh.L0ve. // To the Dreamers

To the ones who want to see the world. Who want to fall in love in Paris. Get drunk and see the astonishing beauty of Ireland. Who want to see the pyramids in Egypt. Who want to see the northern lights in Alaska. Who want to climb Mt. Everest. Don’t ever wake up.

To the ones who want to climb the corporate ladder. Who wants to make something of their career and come out on top… to the ones who put in the work. Don’t ever wake up.

To the ones who want a love that is strong and real, who want a family, who want to wake up each day with the man they love next to them and kids in their face… don’t you ever wake up.

To the ones who just want more. More out of life. More out of their dreams… more out of everything. Don’t you ever wake up.

To the ones who are unsure of the path they will choose. The ones who don’t know which way they are going to go yet. Who is afraid to make the choice. Just know you can. Just don’t ever give up.

And on that note, to myself and all of you dreamers. You can dream big dreams. You can make them happen, you just have to work hard. You have to believe in yourself and you can never give up.

Live.Laugh.L0ve. // To the Dreamers

I put one of my dreams into reality. I worked hard and pushed past the fear and I’m finally ready to share it. I have opened up a photography shop selling my photography prints and I am so nervous and excited about it at the same time. Photography is a huge passion of mine and putting it on display for the world to see and judge, scares the hell out of me, but I pushed past it and I will live out my dream. Because I will never give up. You can view my new photography shop here.

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Bat Sh*t Crazy

I wanted to do this linkup because not only is it going to be hilarious to read all the posts, but we all have things we do that our friends/boyfriends/husband/family members think we are a little crazy for and I think it would be great to take those things and turn them into a funny blog posts where we can laugh at our crazy little quirks! Let’s get on with it shall we…

Live.Laugh.L0ve. // Bat Sh*t Crazy

I’m Bat Shit Crazy because…

I dance in the car no matter who is watching. I act silly and I constantly wonder if it’s embarrassing my husband and then I realize I really don’t care because I’m having fun.

I drink big red out of wine glasses because that’s just how I roll.

I bite my nails and my husband hates that!

I have insane fears and my mind is constantly wondering things. I something say these things out loud and my husband just looks at me like what the eff.

I crack my knuckles… alot!

I leave a bit of something at the bottom of almost every drink. I don’t understand why I can’t finish it before getting a new one.

I’ve walked outside several times barefoot when it’s freezing outside.

I have to have my red bull in the morning, like most people have to have their coffee or I go a little crazy.

I either sneeze really loud or like a mouse. My husband thinks it’s weird.

I rarely ever sit still… something has to be moving if I’m sitting down and it’s normally my foot and my hubs is constantly putting a hand on my leg if I’m sitting near him to stop the movement.

I sit in the most random positions.

I’m a crier. Literally, lots of stuff can bring instant tears to my eyes no matter how hard I fight it.

When I am laughing really hard, it becomes a silent laugh and so it looks ridiculous.

My laundry basket is normally in the living room because it’s easier to drag into the laundry room from there.

I have to slowly put clothes in the washer, one by one, turning things inside out and what not before I place them in the washer. I can’t just throw them all in at once.

I think I’ll stop there. Write a post about why your bat shit crazy and link up or leave a few reasons in the comments!

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10 thing you wouldn’t know {part two}

You may remember my first You wouldn’t know post, if not you can check it out here. Or don’t check it out, because those are the WORST pictures of me ever. This is part two of 10 things you wouldn’t know about me from reading my blog.

I like sleep. Like, I really like sleep. Hubby will often tell me that eight hours is plenty and I give him the stink eye and wish for a solid twelve hours of sleep.

Live.Laugh.L0ve. // 10 thing you wouldn't know {part two}

I can act extremely silly with my boys and I thinks that’s one of the best things about being a parent is when you can let loose and have fun with your children.

I don’t really drink coffee – unless it’s specifically from Starbucks. Although, I did find a few recipes on pinterest I’m tempted to make.

Live.Laugh.L0ve. // 10 thing you wouldn't know {part two}

I love fruit! Basically every type and I can eat an entire cantaloupe in one sitting, same with Watermelon. Please take me to wherever summer is right now!

Live.Laugh.L0ve. // 10 thing you wouldn't know {part two}

I drink Soda way, way too much. I should probably stop, but I probably won’t.

My pantry is always stocked because I have two very fast growing boys and they are going to eat me out of house and home and they haven’t even hit their teenage years yet. I heard teenage years for boys grubbing out all the time is the worst.

Live.Laugh.L0ve. // 10 thing you wouldn't know {part two}

I love Mac and cheese something fierce. Really, it’s a problem. Is there a M&CA group yet? {Mac and cheese anonymous}

I vacuum almost everyday. I seriously just can not stand a dirty floor and having two little boys that are eighteen months apart, my floor is almost always dirty. How do you moms keep your floors so dang clean?

Speaking of dirty, my boys play room is a wreck 90% of the time. I mean come on, I get tired of cleaning that shiz up everyday.

I like long conversations with friends and family. Not just small little chit chats because I suck at those. But, long conversations, yes!

Live.Laugh.L0ve. // 10 thing you wouldn't know {part two}

Live.Laugh.L0ve. // 10 thing you wouldn't know {part two}

Bonus one: I love the sky. Like, I think it’s one of the most stunning things ever because it’s always different. It’s always a different beautiful canvas that God painted and it blows me away.

Tell me – what is something I wouldn’t know about you from reading your blog? If you decide to do a what you wouldn’t know post, I would love for you to come back and leave a link in the comments below so I can check it out!

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