Meet and Greet: 8/12/17

Dream Big, Dream Often


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Renovations are HARD.

I’m going to preface this really quick: I love my husband to pieces. He’s the reason I’m still here and breathing today. I’m so blessed to have such a hardworking, selfless, understanding, and patient man loving me day in and day out.

But…Renovations are HARD.

I had NO idea the magnitude of time, energy, and sheer will power this house reno was going to require. A little back story:

Ben and I bought our house in November of 2012 – a 1444 square foot Ranch Style home with “four” bedrooms. It was a For Sale By Owner and we stopped in unannounced one evening in August. The owner graciously showed us her home. It was completely gutted of the main bathroom, didn’t have a laundry room, the basement needed some serious TLC, but the roof, septic, furnace, and hot water tank were all new. We fell in love with the idea of fixing the house up and hellooo, four bedrooms in our price range!?! Yes please!

So, why “four”? Because after our youngest was born, it became very obvious that with the way the house was laid out, it was two bedrooms at best. The other two rooms were being used as a toy room and an office (aka- a catch all for all our crap.) And that brand new roof? Yeah, not so much. It needed replaced by this summer at the latest, and I was not thrilled about replacing the roof on a house that wasn’t meeting our needs any longer. I told Ben that I wasn’t emotionally attached to the house anymore and I wanted to start looking for something else. Which crushed him because he was emotionally attached to the house and he mentioned adding on. I looked at him like he had three heads and told him absolutely not.

I had my Realtor license at the time, so I browsed all the local listings. But the bottom line was, in order to even get a three bedroom home, we’d have to pony up A LOT more money than was comfortable and STILL have to do a crap ton of renovations. I remember sitting down with him around January of this year and saying, “Well, I think you’re right. A renovation it is.” The look on his face was both thrilling and terrifying to watch as I saw the wheels start turning.

This past March we secured our loan and I said “Crap, we’re really doing this.” Extending out on our home didn’t make sense because it was the layout that was not so pleasing. So, we decided adding a second story made the most sense financially and for the long term. ‘Cuz now this is our forever home. We have zero plans to move again.

We had a date into the second week of June for the contractors to come and start working. But they had an opening 5 weeks prior, so the weekend of Mother’s Day, my husband started kicking in ceilings, taking out walls and making a giant mess of everything we’ve ever worked hard for, and my Mother’s Day was spent watching him take a chain saw to our home and rip the roof off. Standing inside my house and looking up to see nothing but the big blue sky was overwhelmingly frightening with a dash of ‘how cool is this!?’


(It is incredible heart warming watching the boys help their daddy destroy and build. The saying “I never knew how much I loved your Daddy until I saw how much he loved you” has hit me hard during the reno. He’s such a good daddy to these little boys. I’m so grateful for him.)

The crew came and everything progressed along until 2/7 days it rained. And nobody was prepared, so no tarps were on hand. And my poor house got soaked. We didn’t plan on tearing apart the kitchen, but had to as a result of the water damage. (That and it was a really convenient excuse for my husband to dive in with more wrecking!) We saved the cabinets we could and Ben built me a temporary kitchen out of the existing counter and leftover plywood. I’m so thankful he’s so handy, but oh my gosh. The kitchen in the state it’s in makes it really difficult to want to cook and then clean it up. I put away 75%+ of my fun kitchen gadgets so they didn’t get broken, and my kids have still found a way to break most of what I’d left out.

In all seriousness, the kitchen needed done anyway. Subconsciously I knew that. The walls weren’t insulated well, I wanted the new windows put in, and (yikes!) we knew there was a mouse problem in the kitchen we needed to address. BUT, there’s something about things not being where I’ve had them for years, and tools covering my counters, and my dishwasher not working to it’s full potential that makes me grumpy and not so pleasant to be around.

The upstairs bathroom is the first room we finished so we’d have a toilet on the same level we slept on. It was an amazing feeling designing the bathroom with colors and fixtures that we specifically wanted and didn’t have to settle for. But that didn’t come at no cost. I think the Lowes employees know my husband by name at this point. The toilet we bought had a cracked tank, so we had to purchase another toilet. The shower head leaked with a bath was ran, so we had to replace that. The medicine cabinet I was set on wasn’t in stock at our Lowes, and my husband wouldn’t wait until they got one in, so we had to do some digging online to find one. (Don’t get me started on the lighting I wanted downstairs….I had to order from three different Lowes stores in order for them to all match because we needed them RIGHT NOW and they’re still sitting in a box somewhere.) The walls I worked so hard to paint have scuffs and scratches on them because my impatient husband didn’t wait for me to move things in. (Have I mentioned he’s a bit impatient?) The greatest take away from the bathroom: I’m not mudding or sanding any other walls or ceilings in the house. That’s getting hired out. Kudos to those that do that for a living, I just don’t have enough skills in that department.

Right about now, I’ve asked myself what the heck we were thinking with diving into a renovation of this magnitude with three young children too many times. At the end of most days, I’m overwhelmed with so many feelings. Fear of losing my $h!+ over a temporary kitchen. Elated to have the opportunity to build our forever home. Anxious to get life back to “normal.” Thankful for this crazy journey. Wanting to dig my husband’s eyes out in the moments I forget how grateful I am for him.


(Random fact: Ben took me up to the second story once the walls and floor were laid down. Super cool feeling! But we climbed up on the ladder…I got stuck up there. I hate heights. Eventually I was able to talk myself down and conquer the ladder and get back to the first story. The next day, the crew put in the stairs. One guy said “There! Now you can’t get stuck up there again!” My husband told them all about it. I almost ran away.)

I’m counting down the days until we can say it’s finished and we’re never living through a renovation again! Haha. So, what about you? Have you taken on a renovation? How large of a reno did you do on a scale of one room/moving a wall or two to knocking out every internal wall and having no roof over your head? Any motivation, encouragement, tips for survival are appreciated. 😉


An Interesting Interview :)


Lee ran a giveaway to be featured on her blog and I was one of the lucky winners! She interviewed me with some pretty fun questions. Check it out and take a look around her blog. She’s a lot of fun!

Hey everyone! I am back to share another interesting interview with you all. I had the opportunity to interview 5 bloggers (on #4 now) and this week I interviewed Dakota from Essential Living With Dakota. This whole week was dedicated to her blog. I have just one more blogger to feature next week, and then […]

via An Interesting Interview☺️ —

Without prompting, ask your child these questions!

I’ve been a bit absent from the blogging world for a few days. I just need some time to gather my thoughts – I feel like I could easily blog about the same handful of things ALL.THE.TIME. And while I love those things, a lot, I’ve needed to put my focus and energy in other places lately. BUT, I needed a laugh this morning, so I decided to do one of those “Ask your child this without prompting” things, and the answers my kids gave were too cute/funny not to share!

Hopefully you’ll get a good chuckle out of them, too!  E is my 3 year old son, and B is my 6.5 year old son.

1. What is something mom always says to you?  E- What you sayin’? … B- Be good!

2. What makes mom happy? B- Chocolate ….. E- Tractors

3. What makes mom sad? B- Naughty kids ….. E- Tractors

4. How does your mom make you laugh? B- Underwear! …… E- Underwear!

5. What was your mom like as a child?E- tractor ….. B- find one by the road that nobody has

6. How old is your mom? B- 100 …… E- 3

7. How tall is your mom? E- 3 …. B- 5ft

8. What is her favorite thing to do? B- Spend time with family! ….. E- Eat chocolate

9. What does your mom do when you’re not around? E- Go bye bye ….. B- Go to ni-ni and papa’s.. you always go there when I’m at school without me!

10. If your mom becomes famous, what will it be for? B- oils ….. E- hollaaaa!

11. What is your mom really good at? B- Oils ….. E- chocolate

12. What is your mom not very good at? B- building like me and daddy …. E- chocolate

13. What does your mom do for a job? B- oils …… E- chocolate, no! oils!

14.What is your mom’s favorite food? E- chocolate ….. B- brownies

15.What makes you proud of your mom? B- oils ……  E- flowers

16. If your mom were a character, who would she be? B- Goldie Locks …….. E- Can i go outside now?

17. What do you and your mom do together? E- paint your room …….. B- last year, one day, we went to the movie theaters just me and you! and we got popcorn and cotton candy and we got tea. i remember!

18. How are you and your mom the same? E- same!! yeah! …….. B- our skin colors

19. How are you and your mom different? E- different is red! …….. B- i’m stronger!

20. How do you know your mom loves you? E- different red! ………. B- cuz you spend time with us

21. What does your mom like most about your dad? E- red! …………… B- he’s a good builder

22. Where is your mom’s favorite place to go? E- go Chuck E Cheese! ……………. B- *long pause for thinking* what’s like a funeral, but not and really close to now? oh! the family reunion!

23. How old was your Mom when you were born? E- 3! ……… B- teens!
Haha! Okay, I feel the need to clear a few of these up.

  • #4- BOYS. Lol!
  • #5- We talked about fostering and foster children the other day while driving because one of our friends has been selfless and blessed enough to have this opportunity! But apparently, that went right over his head.
  • #6- I’m surprised B said 100…he knows I’m 24, we were just talking about birthdays the other night!
  • #18- B has recently started asking why people have different skin colors. We tell him that God made us all differently and we’re all the same on the inside. I’m assuming this one sticks out for him because we’ve also discussed adoption, and if the opportunity arose we’d gladly adopt a child with any skin color!
  • #22- I about fell out of my chair laughing at B’s response.


A few other observations-

  • Apparently I eat too much chocolate. And when I do eat it, I hate sharing.
  • We’ve been trying to get E to tell us how old he is, and obviously he finally understands 3!
  • Clearly E is tractor obsessed.
  • We’re in the middle of a remodel and I’ve been told many times that I am NOT the builder the boy’s daddy is. My husband is pretty handy, but I definitely don’t envision things the way he does, and frequently get fired from helping him.
  • Oils. It made my mama heart about burst listening to them give “oils” as an answer for several questions. The only truth my kids know is the truth my husband and I model for them. Young Living Essential Oils has changed my life, and my babies see that. That is empowering. Today, I CHOOSE to keep pushing forward and reaching people who are looking for alternatives to mainstream products. Reaching people who want to be the gatekeepers to their homes and want to help others become the gatekeepers to theirs. I wonder how many “no’s” I can get today?

I hope you have a wonderful “Hump Day!”


Summer School Week 1

I’ve been so busy with teaching oils classes, I completely got behind on blogging after each week of Summer School assignments! So here’s Week 1 update. (Disclaimer: when you read “rich people” and “poor people”, please understand that that is only by definition of what our society views rich and poor. I DO have a poverty mind set, and that is what I am working to turn around. Take what I perceive from the books with a grain of salt. My opinion is not the only one, but I am consciously choosing to move towards a mindset of abundance.)

Week 1: Read Chapters 1 & 2 of You are a Badass at Making Money by Jen Sincero and Part 1 of Secrets of the Millionaire Mind by T. Harv Eker

* Part 1 of Secrets of the Millionaire Mind focuses on your money blueprint. Everybody grows up hearing about money, seeing an exchange of money, and in turn formulates a subconscious opinion about money. Did your parents fight over money? Were you taught to always save your money? Were you taught money doesn’t grow on trees? Were you taught that money doesn’t last, so spend it while you can? Were you taught that money comes and goes and it’s unlimited if you choose for it to be? Whatever the case, it shapes our subconscious opinion about money and, in turn, determines whether we are destined to be rich or be poor. Why? Because our physical reality is simply a mirror of our inner reality. If we believe we aren’t worthy of making money, or that we’re not capable, or that we’re not qualified enough, or that our parents/family/friends/etc will think differently of us when we are rich, we simply will not be rich in the outer world because our inner reality tells us we can’t be. Rich people view the world as an opportunity, poor people view the world as a struggle.

Deep stuff, right? My parents divorced when I was 10, and most of my blueprint I recall is after the divorce. I remember being fairly poor. I remember my mom worked long, hard hours and frequently being told “Money doesn’t grow on trees. We have our basic necessities. The rest is a privilege.” Don’t get me wrong, we survived, our basic needs were met, and we were happy! But dang, did my subconscious soak that in! So much so, that I always tell the same things to my kids. Money is hard to earn, and anything outside of a roof over our heads, running water, electric, and full bellies is a privilege. Do I disagree with that statement? Not on a very basic, fundamental level. But, I do understand how it hinders me from having all of the desires in my heart! I’ve told myself for YEARS that I don’t NEED anything besides these basic necessities, so my subconscious tells me it’s selfish, unnecessary, and dirty to want more.

Our thoughts (which are usually fueled by our subconscious) lead to our feelings which lead to our actions which lead to our results. My thoughts have always told me I’m not worthy, capable, or qualified to create a financial freedom for myself and my family, so my actions have never been carried all the way out. I give up once I hit an obstacle or hear “no.” And that is exactly what I’m reprogramming. My thoughts. My subconscious. Because I AM worthy of whatever my heart desires. And my heart desires to be a successful wife, mom, and business woman. They all go hand in hand – when I feel value in one, I feel value in the others.

*Chapters 1 & 2 of You are a Badass at Making Money talk about allowing yourself to be who you want to be, how our beliefs (subconscious) control our results, and Universal Intelligence. We rarely give ourselves permission to listen to the desires of your hearts. But here’s the thing: the desires that linger in our hearts were put there for a reason. We each have unique gifts that we have to offer, and by denying ourselves our desires, we’re denying the rest of the world all we have to offer. By telling ourselves it’s selfish to want more money because there are others in the world that have far less than we do, we’re denying ourselves the opportunity to help those that desperately need us to follow our heart’s desires. Money in the hands of good people does more good. It makes sense. If we don’t like the way rich people do things, get rich and be the change you want to see. Complaining on the side lines isn’t going to do much good.

Jen refers to our subconscious as our Little Prince. “The subconscious mind is like a seven-year-old prince who suddenly becomes king when his father dies: He’s running the kingdom of your adult life based on information that he gathered, and processed, while doing somersaults and pulling down his pants in the front yard. Meaning, he didn’t really process any of it at all.” [You are a Badass at Making Money by Jen Sincero, pages 32 & 33.] When we’re young, we have a very basic, primal way of understanding what’s happening around us. Mom and dad fought over a pair of shoes mom splurged on so money must equal fighting which is really scary which makes money bad and evil. As we grow up, that may translate to money will get me yelled at or fighting will ensue.

My subconscious beliefs control the words that fly out of my mouth. The words that come out of my mouth my subconscious believes. “I’m fat.” “I don’t have the money for that.” “I’m an idiot!” “My memory has gone down the tube.” Which then forms my thoughts which inspire my actions. (See a theme, here?) What comes out of your mouth, comes into your life. If you’re negative, negative will come. If you’re positive, positive will come. But that’s merely how you CHOOSE to view it. The same opportunity can be sitting right in front of you, the opportunity you’ve been waiting to come your way, but if you don’t view it in good light, you will pass it by.

The last part of Chapter 2 is about Universal Intelligence. Whether you pray everyday, believe in luck or coincidence, all of us have in some way bought into Universal Intelligence. Jen talks about how the invisible world creates the visible world – the more conscious you are about thinking positive, powerful thoughts, the more in tune you will be with Universal Intelligence, and subsequently, it will be easier for you to get rich. If you say “Dang, I’m poor. I can’t swing a vacation this year!” The Universe says “Ha, yep. Noted. No vacation this year.” Conversely, if you say “I AM starting up my business TODAY and I will not stop until I am surrounded by all the wealth I desire!” Universal Intelligence says “About time you get your mind in an abundance mindset!” and starts aligning the energy so you see the opportunity when it arises.

This makes so much sense to me. Breathe negativity and you won’t see anything as positive. I’ve consciously made the effort to speak kind words full of abundance and to stop thinking negative thoughts. And when I do find myself speaking and thinking unkind things, I reword to be abundant and positive.

Phew, talk about personal growth. My subconscious is full of ingrained negativity, but I’m so thankful for this opportunity to rewrite my truths. Summer school is kicking my butt!! Abundance, here I come!

Have a great weekend, everyone!


What People Don’t Tell You About Motherhood

I was chosen as a contributing writer for Thirty on Tap! I’m so excited for this incredible opportunity! First up: What People Don’t Tell You About Motherhood:

My whole life all I wanted to do was grow up, find a good paying job, marry my soulmate and become a mama. The catch? There’s a lot of things they don’t teach you about in high school, and at the forefront is what motherhood is really like.

Motherhood is lonely. I’ve lost contact with most, if not all, of my friends. The friends that don’t have children just don’t understand why a mom does what she does, and the friends that do have children understand my absence and don’t reach out. It’s a vicious cycle. I’m  desperately looking for some adult interaction, yet I don’t take the time to message my best mom friend and vent about the crap my kids got into that day.

Then, there are the Mommy Wars: Breastfeeding. Bottle feeding. Baby led weaning. Potty training. Cloth diapers. Circumcision. I’m always questioning if I’m doing something the ‘right way’ and constantly criticizing myself for a decision I made. And when I’m finally at peace with a decision, someone comes along and makes me feel like I risked my kid’s well being. It was just a hotdog for goodness sake. No, it wasn’t organic. Yes, they’ll probably eat it again tomorrow. Back off.

The house is trashed. Whether I stay at home, work outside my home, or work from home, it’s impossible to keep up with the everyday demands — not to mention the extras. The dishes stack up, the floors are sticky, the washer is starting to get a funk from forgetting to swap the laundry around, and the dryer is on it’s 5th air dry cycle because maybe the dryer will beat the odds and fold the laundry for me. (A mother can dream, right?)

And let’s not forget postpartum depression and postpartum anxiety — they are real, and they are struggles. Motherhood is hard enough trying to navigate when I’m feeling good about myself. Add in hormones, the aforementioned Mommy Wars, and everyday life stress and you can forget it. Life feels like an endless tunnel with no light or hope waiting for me at the end. Those days are just so, so dark.

Trying to maintain some sort of intimate relationship with my husband is almost comical. “Has it really been a week since we did the deed? Are you sure? Ask me again tomorrow night.” And on the off chance there is an opportunity, I just can’t shut my brain off because we’re either hiding in a closet while the kids eat chicken nuggets and watch cartoons, or I’m listening for crying and tiny feet to hit the floor from the nearby bedroom.

Ultimately, however, this is a season of life that I so desperately yearned for and am so blessed to have the privilege to experience. It’s late nights, little sleep, and early mornings. It’s exhaustion. It’s begging the clock to speed up so bedtime will arrive. It’s crying myself to sleep. It’s driving myself crazy with the what-if’s. It’s chasing around tiny tyrants. It’s yelling and then apologizing to these tiny souls that just don’t understand. It’s getting to experience life through my children’s eyes. It’s being vulnerable. It’s completely losing myself to raise strong, independent, intelligent, incredible little people.

It’s scary. It’s overwhelming. It’s stressful. It’s depressing. It’s wild. It’s fulfilling.

This is motherhood.

Source: What People Don’t Tell You About Motherhood

Essential Oils 101

It probably hasn’t taken you long to realize I’m a huge essential oils enthusiast. I’m not quite sure why it took me so long to commit to a chemical-free life or why I didn’t start my oily journey sooner, but I’m sure if I had started earlier it wouldn’t have led me to where I am today.

It scares me the number of toxic chemicals that are still approved for use in commercial products in the Unites States that have been banned in other parts of the world. Endocrine disruptors, hormone disruptors, reproductive disruptors, cancer and more have all been linked to chemicals that are commonly found in the cupboards of our homes. Less than a quarter of the chemicals in thousands of common household products have been subjected to a full safety investigation. Products that we use on ourselves, our kids, our pets every day. Make-up. Sunscreen. Lotion. Insect repellent. Cleaners. Laundry Detergent. Shampoo. Conditioner. Air fresheners. Candles. Do you REALLY know what’s in those products you’re buying? Probably not, as it’s not mandatory for companies in the US to disclose every ingredient they put in their products. (I had no idea!)

Most women unknowingly apply more than 300 chemicals to their bodies every single day. 80 of those before breakfast.

Those statistics BLOW.MY.MIND.

I’m *not* saying essential oils are medicine. I’m *not* saying they cure or treat. I *am* saying it’s essential to be an advocate for your and your family’s health and wellness and be the gatekeeper to your home. Nobody else is going to do that.

If you’re interested in learning how essential oils can benefit you and your family, I’m doing an Essential Oils 101 Class on Facebook in a few weeks. You can join it here.

I’ll go over what essential oils are, ways to use them, safety, etc. There’s always a giveaway, too. *wink wink*

I hope you can join me! It’s a pretty laid back environment to ask your questions and make an informed, not pressure based, decision on essential oils. Feel free to invite your friends!