Winging it!

At times it might appear that I have it all together but that couldn’t be further from the truth. I’m just a hot mess that’s winging it everyday.

Life. Motherhood. Everything. I have no clue what I’m doing most days but thankfully it’s all working out. 😝

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Everything is going to be okay

Life, it can pack up a punch sometimes, right? You wake up with determination and before you know it the day runs you over and you’re just trying to stay on your feet.

–> You might be holding some lottery tickets that didn’t pan out.
–> You might be fighting with loved ones or friends.RTC 252
–> You might have had the best of intentions to stay positive but the day ran you over.
–> You might be struggling to find the sun through the clouds.
–> You might be dealing with sickness.
–> You might be working at the worst job ever.

You’re facing something hard right now, I know it.

But listen to me, every little thing is going to be okay. It might not all come together today, tomorrow or this week but it will all be okay.

Inhale.
Exhale.
Just breath.
It will all be okay.

Your story isn’t over yet.

A year ago, I was lost.

We had been out of the Air Force for 6 months and things were still a mess. Everything about our future was uncertain. I was filled with fear and scared.

But in my heart I knew that that’s not how my story would end. In my darkest moments I clung to the hope that I had the power to change our ending.

–> I got up everyday and worked through my fears.
–> I wiped my tears and poured my heart into my business.
–> I used my story to help inspire others.
–> I showed up when it was hard and didn’t back down.
–> I never, ever gave up.

Looking back, I know that those hard times were put in my path to shape who I am today. I’ve learned more about myself, refined my vision for my life and grown into who I needed to be to make my dreams come true.

Here’s the truth: You might be going through some crazy dark moments and life might feel impossible. The burden’s you’re carrying feel so heavy and you have no idea how you’ll make it through. But that was how I felt last year too and I made it out. So will you. Keep believing, keep trusting and never lose hope. You can change your ending. Just have the faith, it all comes together when it’s supposed to.RTC

My favorite love story <3

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A couple days ago I celebrated a very special milestone with my husband. It was a day that, 15 years ago my life changed completely. I met my husband and I wasn’t looking for a relationship as I had recently had my heart broken. I was living alone in an apartment with my puppy Brinkley. I was working and doing my best to carry on with life.

On 1/2/2001 I was outside walking him and Dallas came home from work. I am very friendly so I said hello to him. He grumbled something to me and continued up to his apartment. He says he made it half way up the stairs before realizing he was rude and came back to say hello. We chatted for a few minutes and then I told him where I lived and said if he needed anything he could let me know, he said the same thing.

The next day there was a knock at my door and wouldn’t you know it would be Dallas. He invited me to a bible study and I didn’t go. I didn’t want to go somewhere with a guy I didn’t know. But he kept coming over and he slowly created a spot in my heart that I wasn’t prepared for.

Just 2.5 months after that first meeting we got married. It was insane, crazy and completely out of character for me. Everyone told me I was nuts (looking back I can see that they were 100% correct) and tried to talk me out of it. But I was stubborn and had my mind set on marrying this crazy dude I probably didn’t know so well.

In 15 years we’ve lived in 7 different homes, 2 different countries and 3 states. We’ve had 3 kids, lost family members, went through several deployments and had a rocky transition out of the Air Force.

There is no one that knows me and loves me more than Dallas. He gets me like no one else and loves me for my little quirks. He is patient and kind, he is funny and always makes me laugh. He believes in my dreams and is always supporting me.

There have been times we’ve both wanted to give up but we’ve fought hard to make it work. It hasn’t always been perfect, but it’s been perfect for us and none of it would have happened if we hadn’t met 15 years ago today.

Hot Mess Monday

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That’s me today…well everyday! I should just introduce myself and say, “Hi! I’m Ashley and I’m a hot mess!” That way people can give me grace instantly. 🙈

But seriously, am I the only hot mess? Are you insane like me?

–> I’m always in a rush (today I took the wrong kid to the wrong school at the wrong time)
–> I’m always juggling a million things (and dropping the ball on a lot)
–> I usually look like a hot mess (Hello messy bun, unwashed hair and no makeup)
–> Chaos is my middle name!

Rejoice, my dear sweet hot mess homey! Chaos looks beautiful on you! 😘

Fear No Monday!

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Monday has such a bad reputation. It’s the most hated day of the week. And this Monday, the first after a holiday…dreaded. No one wants to go back to work or school and face another week full of long days before another weekend.
 
Today I challenge you to flip your stance on Monday. Don’t fear Monday, embrace it. Monday is a chance to have a new start. Whatever happened last week is now behind you and there is a brand new week in front of you. Step into your routine with a smile instead of a grimace.
 
–> Change the way you look at Monday and maybe Monday won’t be so bad after all!
 
What are you doing today that is going to start your week off great?

Workout because you love yourself.

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I spent a lot of energy hating my body over the years. I would look in the mirror and see all the things I didn’t like and never see the true beauty and strength that lied under my perceived flaws.

But, hating my body didn’t serve me. It destroyed my confidence and made me feel miserable about myself. Is this you too?

I had to change my thinking and love my body in all its glory.

–> My body grew three amazing kids, it carried me miles and miles when I ran a marathon, it holds my kids close in embraces, it’s strong and doesn’t get the credit it should.

I love my body enough to take care of it and challenge it daily.

Life is too short to be at war with yourself and hate your body. Love yourself for all that you are and take care of yourself not because you have to, but because you can.

 

 

Mama Guilt: Let it Go

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You carry the world on your shoulders and if that’s not enough, you pick up some heavy guilt along the way. It’s a heavy load with your own expectations to be everything to everyone. You feel guilty that you’re not good enough, not around enough, not doing enough. You want to be the perfect mama to your amazing kids.

Stop. Just stop.

It’s okay to take a moment and nurture your soul. It’s okay to want time away from your family. It’s perfectly normal to feel like you’re going insane.

Give yourself grace and let go of the mama guilt. Guilt has no space in the place of grace. Embrace rest, take care of yourself and let go of all of the feelings that don’t serve you.

You are the mama your kids need and you are enough.

Love,
A mama that’s tired of carrying around guilt

So much chaos…

Some days…who am I kidding, most days my life19986_10208414931879036_6540282672955388528_n is pure chaos. I don’t know if I’m coming or going, I’m rushing around and trying to do it all.

Between homework, activities, work, life, laundry and everything else that goes with being a mom it’s easy to lose sight of the joy.

Embrace the chaos and find the glory. It might be hidden under some laundry but it’s there.

You’ll find it in the stolen kisses before bedtime, the quick moments of kids playing together, the frenzied dance parties and in the glorious mess.