Switching things up a little bit today…I felt like I had nothing interesting to write about, so sharing a few (maybe too many?) confessions with you!

sunglasses | sweatshirt (wearing size 4) | jeans (go up a size) | sneakers | similar bag

Anytime Sophia sees me change (or in a bikini) lately, she asks me if I’m having another baby. When we were in Arizona, she yelled across the pool…”YOU LOOK PREGNANT!” When I told her that isn’t a nice thing to say, she said…”I said you didn’t look pregnant. You just didn’t hear me say ‘didn’t’ because I whispered that part.”

I love seeing the creations my kids make at school, but they literally send home every piece of paper that has even the slightest marking on it. I throw most of it away.

I buy candy and hide it so my kids don’t find it.

I’m super nervous about having girls when they become teenagers…especially with sleepovers. I feel like I don’t want to let them sleep over at someone else’s house, but that was one of my favorite things to do growing up. It feels hypocritical, but times are so different than they were in the 90’s!

I worry about everything (see above). This has gotten worse since having kids – worst-case scenarios always take over my thoughts.

Sophia is super picky about what she wears, and I swear she always wants to wear the ugliest, worst-fitting pieces in her closet (like things that are 3 sizes too small I was trying to save for Avery). So last week, I cleaned out her closet while she was at school. I donated 4 garbage bags of clothes. She asked about two things, but other than that she hasn’t noticed. I consider that a win.

I’m obsessed with Teen Mom. I couldn’t believe how many DMs I got responding to that instastory last night lol. I thought for sure I was the only one.

Sometimes I want to quit working, but I would 100% miss the independence it gives me, the community of amazing women we interact with daily (DMs/emails) & the business side of it all. I think if I ever quit, I would soon be doing something new.

On the flip side…sometimes I’m envious of moms who are stay-at-home, PTA president, homemade everything, Pinterest dominating, seemingly perfect moms who get/choose to focus 100% on motherhood.

I suck at living a healthy lifestyle (see confession 1), but I’m trying. I love unhealthy food, candy, and anything sweet. But I feel like sh** and weigh the most I’ve ever weighed (I know, I said it before, but I’ve now gained even more weight). I started yesterday, and all I want to do is find a balance. I’m either all in or I’m out which never works.

I have a lot of cellulite. This is why I rarely wear shorts. Of course it’s better when I work out, but it never goes away. I know most ladies struggle with the back of their thighs/butt, but the front of my legs is where it bugs me the most since I feel like most women (my age) don’t have it there.

I love living on the East Coast, but I wish my family could move here. It’s so hard to be so far away. It makes me sad my parents aren’t able to be at things like grandparent’s day, just swing by the house, or have regular dinners together.

I gave up Diet Coke two years ago, but now I’m back to the addiction. And I don’t care. I’ve realized if I really want to find a diet/lifestyle that works for me I have to allow myself some things or I will completely fail. Diet coke is one of those things. I don’t want to give it up.

I’m terrible with writing ‘Thank You’ notes. I’m working on this, but I prefer to call vs write…even though I know that’s not the proper thing to do.

Okay…that’s all for today! xx