Mommy Workout

Being a stay at home mom can be difficult with the kids taking up so much of my time. Now that my oldest has started kindergarten, it does make things easier and I’m able to find more¬†time to get a workout in. Even if it is just thirty minutes. It’s really all you need as long as you’re giving it you’re all! ūüėä

I’m not saying it’s easy. My littlest one interrupts a lot but I just keep pushing through!!

Below is a peek at what my workouts look like. I don’t go to the gym, I do everything in my house ūüėČ so there really aren’t any excuses. Even if you only have ten minutes a day. You can find the time!! ūüėä

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The Early Bird

Morning began to creep through the blinds, tickling her lashes as she slowly opened her eyes to greet the morning sun. She gently slid herself out of bed, being careful not to wake anyone as she made her stealthy getaway.

All was quiet as she expected when she lightly stepped her feet down the stairs to begin her morning ritual.

Coffee.

Breakfast.

Calming music.

Yoga practice.

Meditation.

These elements in her mornings are what she craved and selfishly did not want to share. These were her tools to the start of a beautiful day, just for her.

She sat by the back sliding door where the sun rays beamed in to kiss her skin. She reveled in that warmth as she elongated her spine, spread her fingers wide, dove her nose to the sky, and filled her lungs with air.

 

early-bird-2Coming back down, she realized time was against her, the sounds of a bustling home would come too soon.

 

the-early-bird-1With a twist, she expanded her lungs and closed her eyes before letting it go. Twisting to the other side, she reached her fingers up to the sky, shooting for the clouds, feeling her body respond with ease when a sudden cry brought her back down to her mat.

“Mama!!”

“Mama!!”

“I’m coming, baby.” She called out as she rolled up her mat and exhaled heavily.

“Today will be a good day.” She told herself.

After each face was washed and every last tooth brushed, little footsteps danced across the wooden floors.

The early bird smiled as she looked upon these faces, filled with wonder and a hunger for the world that they would yet understand.

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On The Way Up

On the Way

On the way up to rise my stiffened body from my crowded bed, I curse under my breath as the sharp pain in my arm and back make it difficult to move. 
But the pain is quickly forgotten as big brown eyes smile at me and make me feel like I’m the most amazing human being on the planet.
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Getting Stronger, Inside and Out

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Do you ever feel like you have too much going on? I feel like that all the time. Some might think that because I’m a stay at home mom that I do nothing but care for the kids. Well, parents will already know that taking care of the kids is by far one of the hardest jobs ever.

Now let’s throw in being a college student and a writer. While I haven’t published anything yet, I do some freelance work to build my portfolio so I can get better writing jobs. Writing is difficult but amazing all the same.

Staying healthy is a challenge I’ve taken on and when I first started that challenge, let’s just say that it was more than a struggle. Although I worked out vigorously and almost every day, my eating habits did not change much. So needless to say, I barely saw changes in my weight.

It wasn’t until I fell into a deep depression that my attitude towards everything had changed. Never once did I think that life was too difficult for me to continue living. However, I knew there were changes I needed to make in order to help me feel better about conquering each day.

Support from my family is number one and of course they are a big part of my strength but at the end of the day, the strength I needed most was within me. I needed to believe more in myself and I can honestly say that I do now.

Choosing to wake up each day and encourage yourself to be stronger and even when things seem too difficult, push harder. We are our own worst enemies and I can say that from experience.

Taking my health seriously has really helped with how good I feel about myself. I have more energy and over all, I feel happy. I feel good about what I put in my body and when I practice yoga and/or PiYo (Team Beachbody), there is a beauty in finding strength physically that is so uplifting. I see and feel now that I was holding myself back and now that I kicked those walls down, I can truly be who I was meant to be; a stronger, healthier, and happier version of me.

It’s experiences like these that should be shared with others because strength and happiness is within us all. Sometimes it takes a nudge, a push, or someone sharing their own story to trigger motivation.

Xo

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Did I forget Something?

IMG_3244Yesterday was a very unsuccessful day, in the literary sense, that is. Unfortunately, the math exam I took Sunday evening was an absolute flop. I was brain-dead after that and although I’m in love with my current read, I couldn’t bring myself to read either. I talked it over with my husband that night when he came home from work and thought I was over it. Yesterday however, I did what I usually do as part of my morning routine after breakfast and some inversions. I set my coffee down on the table along with my laptop, my planner, current read, favorite pen, and journal (yes, people still have those!).

As I set up my work space I simply didn’t feel inspired or moved in any way, shape, or form to work on any of those things that give me such joy. The failure of my exam still haunted my thoughts throughout the day and didn’t allow me to concentrate. While I felt I had yet failed in another way, completely pushing writing and reading to the side, I dove in to the girls’ room and knocked out some more packing so I suppose that’s a plus. There’s still so much to do and we only have days left here.

The end of the day had arrived and I was still lugging my laptop around in hopes of getting a post up but it just didn’t happen. My husband came home from work and although we tried going to sleep early, we were consumed by pillow talk for hours. I’m sure there are many people who feel the same when I say this. It brings my heart such happiness that he and I are still able to hold conversations of even the silliest things. The point is that we do talk and neither one of us gets bored.

I can honestly say that whatever shadows I dragged with me to bed last night were destroyed by my husbands light and I felt nothing but utter happiness and love. I slept with a smile and woke up with a light load, ready to get words down.

So again, my love has saved me from myself and doesn’t even know it. Now here I am, music filling the house, children happily playing without a care in the world (other than trying to get their hands on those cookies in the pantry), and I’m ready to fill my page with posts.

I also want to take a moment to thank those who have followed my page and actually read these posts. It means a great deal, more than anyone will ever know, that there are people who take time out of their busy lives to read my words.

I welcome all feedback and suggestions on making my posts better to entertain YOU! My readers!

Thank you!

xo

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The Yoga Journey

I really never got into yoga until last year and it wasn’t easy. I set up a routine for myself so I can practice every morning and do some deep stretching in the evenings. I went on like these for months and I was astonished at what my body could do! I started to believe that I could be just as good and flexible as any of those awesome yogi’s I saw on Instagram.

By the end of the year however, I began to deal with some personal struggles that did not give me the ability to practice every day. I went from daily practices to four and then to none. It took a serious toll on my emotionally and physically. Being active is known to kick your serotonin levels up to the sky and let’s just say mine were not where they needed to be.

Recently I have been in a better place emotionally so I jumped back into practicing expecting my body to have forgotten everything I learned.

To my surprise, my body fell right into place as if I had never stopped and it was great! I felt happier instantly and once again I’m back on my yogi journey, enjoying every pose along the way! Even if I am constantly getting interrupted by my littlest one.

FullSizeRender-8My sweet little Zoey jumping on mommy in mid wheel pose! After many tries, this happened….

FullSizeRender-5Getting to this position was a lot harder than I thought and when I tried to gracefully land I fell down like a tree! hahaha

It was my first time really falling from a pose and now that I experienced it, the fear of falling is less of a burden when I’m upside down hahaha.

It’s a great experience and never feel like you have failed if (or should I say when) you fall because it will happen and it’s all part of the journey and growing, becoming a much stronger and confident you!

There is a power in practicing yoga that I never understood and wondered what the hype was all about. Well, now I completely understand and I can’t wait to see where I will be in my journey years from now.

Processed with VSCOcam with lv03 presetIncluding my babies in the practice is important to me because I want them to enjoy it as well. To be honest though, once they see mommy roll out the mat, they come running to join and I just laugh. It’s the cutest thing watching them do their best.

camel pose namasteIt’s amazing what we are capable of if we only allow ourselves the chance.

FullSizeRender-6FullSizeRender-7In conclusion, I want to say, whatever your journey is, never stop pushing through and reaching your goals. Above all, enjoy it until the end!

xo

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