Here’s the deal. I do not have time. YOU do not have time. But. I’ve noticed that we always MAKE TIME for things that are a priority in our lives. And whatever you decide to make a priority is YOUR decision. If you think that you should be last on that list. You REALLY need to read this. And you need to open your mind for a moment and allow me to speak this truth into your heart. I hear so many Mama’s wear busyness like some badge of honor. And their personal health and fitness is on the back burner as they allow their mama hearts to pour everything into everyone they love. Leaving them empty....and often times, lost. It’s SOOOOO easy to do.  And I even feel like the pressure to perform is so heavy that we feel like there is no choice but to place ourselves.....last.  And THAT is our ...

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Okay so I’m going to keep this as short as I can while saying what’s on my heart. For whatever reason, I have felt daily convictions about eliminating certain foods from my families diet. The ONLY thing holding me back was fear. Yes.  Fear. Gluten Free was something I had read up on for YEARS concerning children with sensory disorder.  My son has SUCH a heightened level on sensory overload.  It shows up most in his food choices. I was afraid that I was going to take away the only few foods that my child enjoyed.  I feared he wouldn’t eat.  I feared the time (that I don’t have) it would take to make this a non-negotiable way of life for him...for all of us. But.  When you truly empty yourself out and hear from God.  You find your HOW TO. It all started with eliminating Gluten. Which made me research other foods that cause gut issues. Which led ...

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TMI alert: I just want to say that on Monday of this week I woke up nauseated.  It was dull and lingering all day.  Also, I was two days late (yes, you read that right...I was TWO DAYS LATE!). And I just KNEW that I was pregnant.  I mean, I’ve been there three times.  I know what pregnant feels like. SO... I texted my husband to bring home a pregnancy test. With this picture attached to the text: Okay so calm down.  The outcome was NEGATIVE. Crazy thing is that while yes, I was relieved, I was also disappointed.  So that was just a weird emotion. Any who.  That is NOT what this blog is about I just thought it needed to be stated since I was in a roller coaster of emotions on Monday. Do I want another baby?  No.  But kind of yes but mostly no...I think. Moving on to the subject that is HUGELY ...

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If I’m going to share this to my entire social media, I must start writing as if it were only going to be seen by me.  That way I can let go and truly connect with the most vulnerable place inside my heart. Countless times I’ve heard, “how do you do it all, Christy?”, or  “I don’t know how you do it all!”.  All that did was feed my inborn drive to keep pressing through and working hard, because other people’s words very much affect me--I feed off other people. They think I work hard? I’ll work harder. They think I can get a lot done?  I’ll get MORE done. But thankfully, and by the grace of God, it has finally come to a HAULT. Even though God has been trying to close this certain door on me for the past three months (any mayyyyyybe even longer), I kept pressing against HIS resistance.  I was ...

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How many can't's could a white girl CAN'T EVEN if a white girl literally couldn't even drink a pumpkin spice latte? This white girl fits the stereotype to the bone.  I run straight to my Uggs, yoga pants, and pumpkin spice coffee at the mention of fall. I have been searching for the perfect Pumpkin Spice Coffee recipe that's basically calorie free, fat free, and full of flavor.  I know.  Dream on, right? Except I'm not dreaming and I've found it.  And it has MAYBE 3 to 5 calories.  Zero sugar.  Not one single fat gram. This white girl is, hashtag winning.  Minus the Uggs add the tie-dye socks.  Lose the yoga pants add a summer dress.  But you get the point.  Guilt free pumpkin junk and I am in HEAVEN. Now I can not take credit for this recipe.  I have some pretty talented coaches on my team and I snagged this one from ...

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With teacups and hello kitty bags surrounding my feet--with excited littles who keep spotting crawfish--with butterflies flitting all around--and crickets singing their songs of freedom.  I find the ultimate peace. From dawn to dusk my days are full throttle (join the club, right?).  And most days I never once slow down to actually hear the crickets, or enjoy the fresh aroma after a good rainstorm.  But I try.  I try more now than ever as I have decided to live my life more intentionally.  More on purpose.  More conscious.  And my reward has been more contentment with every action.  I’m growing as I embrace my own imperfections.  I'm growing as I limit technology.  And I’m growing as I learn to accept help. (gasp!) I am driven.  I am stubborn.  And I am in LOVE with Jesus.  Probably now, at age 36, than ever in my life.  I find Him in my mountain ...

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(Caution: you are about to enter my psyche and it’s wild in there.  If you care to enter, read on.)   On one hand I feel balanced.  Quiet time and a pretty groovy walk with God these days, quality time with my family--unplugged entirely on SONdays, and I’ve even shaved some classes from my schedule to make my life run a little less super mom mode.  I don’t want to be a super hero kind of Mom anymore.   I just want to be a really good Mom inside these walls.  When nobody else is looking. I want to save all my super-isms for these guys.                 But, on the other hand, I feel like I have SO many areas that need to be tuned up and I want to fix them all this week.  No seriously, I want all these areas I feel offish and imbalanced to just go ahead and be fixed ...

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all i ever want for mothers day is a homemade card and to do something outdoors as a family.   i make it clear that i don't want a gift. rather, i want memories. so, i wake up on mothers day with my husband telling me that he has a fresh pot of coffee ready and not to go outside until he tells me to.  i was instructed not to look out the window either.  i was sitting at the kitchen table, with my hot coffee, like a little kid who still believes in santa.  i was tapping the floor in a steady range of motion full of jitters--dying to see what my family was up to outside.   i get cleared to go on outside.  but before i go, my husband drapes our nice camera around my neck, telling me, "i know how you like to document and how you enjoy ...

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I made a scary decision at age 20.  I decided to break a generational curse over my life.  That curse stopped right here.  It ended with me.  At first it seemed impossible because constant chaos and dysfunction was my comfort zone.  Was it even worth the work it was going to take to dig myself out of this? I felt this inner strength telling me that hard work wasn't an option for me.  Oh goodness no. It. Was. Necessary. Do not mistaken me with a weight loss success story.  Yes, there is that.  But my story is thicker, mirkier, and much deeper than that. I was forced to deal with my junk because I realized it was hidden under my emotional eating sessions, my addiction to cigarettes, and tremendous feelings of inadequacy.  Just to name a few. Quitting smoking made me realize I suffered from high anxiety.   Once I quit smoking, ...

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i find so much freedom in writing.  with a candle flickering,  praise music on, hot tea steaming, and talking about....life. my life. tonight i plan on over-sharing.   because i want to unveil my honest heart and the heaviness it has been under.  tonight, i come to my blank blog page humble.  soaking with vulnerability. i come to my blog tonight............brave.  brave about what i have been fighting. this week was so overwhelming and i had so many doubts about the path i'm on.  i had moments where i was desperate for more time.  i had moments where i felt so tired (both mentally and physically) that i thought i was going to suffocate.  i couldn't get to my laundry.  i couldn't return every message in my inbox.  i couldn't do so many things due to.....time. also, i felt so imbalanced with some decisions i had recently made.  uncertainty was thick in ...

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