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See more sunsets.

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See more sunsets. It’s something I’ve decided I want to do.
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There was a time, back in my twenties, when I’d catch a sunset almost every day. I worked hard and days were busy, but free time was truly free. And, I’d almost always jog after work. The sunsets on those post-work runs grounded me.
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No matter how stressful my day was. Or how many “no’s” I got in sales, or how behind I felt in anything, the sunset brought me back to earth.
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Sunsets were free. They were constant. They were something I could count on (except, perhaps, for on a rainy day). They were something I looked forward to.
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But, then life happened. Busy-ness happened. Teeny tiny amazing (best thing ever) kids who take up lots of time happened. And, somehow, here I am: a person who almost never sees the sunset.
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But that changed tonight. Tonight, on a Monday…on a regular old weekday, the Wesley family loaded up in the car, and we went to watch the sunset. Because it’s something I really love. And it happens every day. And I didn’t want to miss it.
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For you, maybe it’s not sunsets. Maybe it’s gardening, or going for a run, or baking the perfect pie. But, there’s something. That thing that used to ground you when you were younger. That thing that you did consistently back when you had time. Could you work it back in this week? Because if you don’t have time for it today, on a Monday, after work. When will you? Let’s stop waiting for “some day” to do the things we love. Let’s do them today. ❤️ Especially if we can do them with the ones who we love most.

Best life, Motherhood

Take three slow breaths.

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Take three slow breaths.

A wise leadership coach once told my team at work and me no matter what our day looked like, no matter how tired we were, how stressed we were, how hungry we were, or how annoyed we were with our day, to take THREE . SLOW . BREATHS . before walking in the door when we got home.

Since I work form home, for me it was actually three slow breaths before I walked OUT the door of my home office and into the rest of our home. When I learned about this practice, it was before we had kids. It was just Dustin, Coop (our dog) and me. I think it’s even more important once you have a family. But, the reason for doing it was the same then as it is now: to stop, transition from hectic day, and approach the people you love as the person you most want to be. Not as the tired version. Not as the stressed version. Not the hangry version of yourself. But, as the one your loved ones signed up to share their lives with. To show up as the best version of you.

So, I did it back then. Three slow breaths before I finished work and joined Dustin in out in the kitchen. I showed up with a smile. I showed up with energy. I consciously showed up without complaining about whatever stressed me out that day. I tried, when I remembered at least, to show up consciously as the best version of me.

Flash forward to present day, and this is more important than ever. For many of us, we’re parents now. And, when we walk in the door, it’s not just to our partner. But, it’s to our family. Our people. Our teeny tiny tribe. The ones who call us “Mom.” And, because of that, I’m doing it again: Three. Slow. Breaths. before I walk in the door. I had lost touch with this practice for a while. But, it’s back because I want to show up for them. It’s back because walking through that door with positive energy, will lead to positive vibes for everyone. At dinnertime. At bath time. At bedtime. It sets the tone for the whole routine. It sets the tone for the night.

And, the night may seem like just one night. But, when you really think about it, we live that night every night. And, those repeat nights become our life.

After all, life is not about big things. It’s not the birthday parties, or the vacations, or the long weekends at the lake. It’s not the days at the zoo, or Paw Patrol Live shows, or anything else big, cool, or monumental that we do together. The moments that make up our lives are the things we do repeatedly. The moments that happen over and over, day after day, night after night. These are the moments ARE our life. So, with that, I’m going to show up.

I’m not going to get it right every time. I’m not going to be perfect. But, I am going to try. Because as much as all the other stuff matters…. What matters the most is how I show up for my family. What matters are the moments with them. So, moving forward, night after night, I will take those three. slow. breaths. I will SHOW UP as my very best me.

So, before you head home from work, or your work out, or errands, from volunteering out of the house. Before you come home from whatever it is, try the three.slow. breaths. ❤ I hope it works for you, like it has for me before.

xoxo,

Lauren

And, P.S. Dustin does this so well too. Better than I do, and I admire him for it. Hence the pic on instagram sending you here for the read.

Goals

Chasing Dreams.

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Chasing Dreams.

Ain’t no shame in my game.


I want to be a blogger. Not because I want to be famous. Not because I think I’m cool, or that I know it all. (I don’t. And I’m not – see yesterday’s story about me wearing a dorky name badge around town for hours without knowing it 🙈). But because I follow a lot of other women, moms, friends, influencers who inspire me. They save me money, they help me with mindset. They encourage me to prioritize my health and work out. And, while I love to absorbe from others, I also like to create.

And, my heart wants to be a “content creator.” But you know what? You can’t be a content creator without creating content. You can’t be a blogger without having a blog.

But you CAN be anything you want. Want to be a blogger?! Write a blog! Want to be a runner? Buy running shoes. Run! Want I be a person who goes to Pilates? GO TO PILATES. That’s the coolest thing about life, we can do things. We just have to DO them.

So, I wanted a blogger looking pic of me at this cool coffee shop. So you know what I did? I propped my old iPhone on the windowsill and self timered this bad boy. Without caring what the kids who worked there thought. Without caring what anyone thought.

Here’s the thing: I’ve been scared to try…. because I’m scared what people will think. Because I’m scared I might fail. Because I’m scared you might see me fail. But, I’ve decided to let all that go.

Every time one of you sends me a message like “I like this content!” Or “thanks for sharing that!” I screenshot it. And, I save it in a folder named “keep going.” So, here I am… keeping going. And, I hope you keep going every day too after the things that your heart wants to do.