Beyond Twenty Something

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Yesterday marked the one year anniversary of my blog, beyond twenty something.

A year of writing whatever I want and sharing it with anyone who wants to read it.

It may not seem like a lot to most people but to me this was huge.

Not only was I sharing my opinions and stories with other people, but I was making myself vulnerable to anyone who might think negatively about it, and that’s a big deal to me. I tend to worry about what other people think of me.

I know I know..I’m working on it.

I had started a blog prior to this one, but I told no one and deleted it after a few months. I was incredibly embarrassed at the thought of letting people into my mind and opening myself up to peoples criticism.

It wasn’t until I saw my best friend create a blog that I got so inspired. I’ve probably quoted this a handful of times on here before but my favorite thing she ever told me was..

“Do what you want and say how you feel, because those who matter don’t mind and those who mind don’t mater.”

I opened up my laptop and started writing, about my life as a new mom. The words just poured out, as easy as it’s always been for me to just write how I feel. When I was all done I felt so many different emotions. I was proud of myself for this step I was about to take, but so incredibly nervous at the same time, and then it hit me.

What am I going to name this thing?

What words or phrases sum up my life at this very moment in time?

 I went through a few and kept sending them off to my sister for approval, every one slightly better than the next, until I came to a realization.

I’m sitting here at 26….

married

a son who’s a week old

a solid job and a comfortable life.

I am more than just a 20 something.

All my life, well all throughout college at least, I’ve heard of 20 something.

That time in your life that you’re supposed to go crazy, spend money, travel, care about only yourself, and ignore your responsibilities.

According to the 20 something stigma, I was doing it all wrong.

But I wasn’t.

I absolutely loved the exact spot that I was in.

I felt like at my age, I had things under control, and I still do feel that way…

Some days.

I am a mom, there are days where I wake up and the first thing that I think about is going to bed that night.

It happens.

Living in a world where Instagram shows you that you need to go out every Saturday night and party with your friends, or that you need to live your life this certain age at 26 and not be “settled down” already, it makes it hard to think that you’re doing life your way just fine.

But I am.

I realized in that moment that even though I sit here, being a 20 something, I was beyond a twenty something.

That most days I do have my stuff together.

That I’m a wife, mom, daughter, and most of the time a responsible adult.

Adult.

Most people cringe when they hear that word.

They think that adults have no fun, zero time to do anything for themselves, get no sleep, work boring jobs, and just have an uneventful life.

That’s completely false though, except the no sleep thing.

That’s true.

Even though some days I still feel 20, I know that I ‘m an adult and I have responsibilities and stuff that I need to do.

And it’s fun.

Getting my shit together.

(Sorry grandma)

Waking up in the morning and getting ready for your job that you worked your butt off for.

 Getting to see the smiling faces of your son and husband as they get their day started.

Jamming out to Christmas music in September on your daily commute because you want to.

Knowing that you’ve created this amazing life for yourself by working hard and now you get to spend it with the best little family that you and the love of your life created.

It makes you feel like you can take on the world.

Obviously there are some days where I get stressed out and eat an entire box of brownies that I just made, those days happen.

But I know that once that day passes it’s going to be okay.

This blog is my corner of the internet to do whatever I want, say anything that I need to say, and share stories that have taught me the most valuable life lessons.

But after the first year of having it, I think I’ve just now started to realize the theme of this.

The reason behind the hundreds of words I type and the music that floods my headphones while I write.

That at whatever age you are..

Wherever you live..

Whoever you call your family..

However you choose to live your life..

That it’s okay.

That it will all be just fine.

It’s how you choose to fill the chapters of your story, and no matter how you choose to do it, it’s beautiful at the end.

And it all works out.

That you don’t have to live your life according to your age or how others think you should.

If you’d rather spend your Saturday nights curled up on the couch drinking wine and watching a Harry Potter marathon, that’s fine.

You make the rules.

You create the life you want, and you live it with all of the passion that fuels your days.

That you are more than a number and beyond capable of living your life exactly how you want to.

 

 

 

 

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I did a thing.

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We all have wins.

Some big.

Some small.

Regardless they’re wins, and we celebrate them.

Last Monday I had a small win..but wow did it feel big.

For the first ever….

I drove to a different city.

Yes I know..laugh or judge all you want..but it was a huge win for me.

And if you know me at all you know that’s big.

Long story short, driving and me haven’t always gotten along.

I didn’t really start driving until I was 20. I drove occasionally but it took 20 years to start driving myself around like an adult.

Even when Janelle and I commuted 30 minutes every day to college, I never drove.

She did it all.

Even when I graduated from college and dated someone who lived in a different city, I never drove to go see him.

Call it selfish.

Call it stupid.

Call it stubborn.

But if I didn’t want to do it, I wasn’t going to,

Simple.

No one understood why.

I got teased, argued with, and made fun of.

People didn’t understand and people didn’t try to understand.

I didn’t want to drive.

Honestly, it scared me.

I couldn’t control other drivers and the unknown, and it scared me.

I’ve obviously been driving for the last seven years just fine.

I get slight road rage, and maybe I don’t always park inside the lines, but I’m a fine driver.

I’ve just never wanted to drive far away.

Something about it just scared me.

This is where we get to my win..

Last Monday rolled around, my mom’s birthday, and for some reason every flower shop online wouldn’t deliver on Monday’s..don’t ask me why..I don’t make the rules..but they wouldn’t.

I really wanted to bring her flowers to work.

So I decided to drive to Dallas.

It’s not that far, I might have gone the longest way possible, but it wasn’t that far.

But I did it.

I took an extended lunch break, bought some flowers, got a balloon, and drove to Dallas.

The sun was shinning bright and the sky a beautiful shade of blue.

I had my favorite radio station on, and I just drove.

I decided to go the back way, a road that always made me nervous, but would take me through my old college town.

A place I had never drove myself to.

It was the craziest thing.

I saw places from my past, but they were different this time.

I don’t think anyone could understand how truly blown away I was with myself.

I had done something that until that very moment, I was scared to do.

I drove to a different city.

All by myself.

At 27.

Think what you want, but it was my win.

Some wins are big.

Some wins are small.

But it was my win.

This was my moment.

I drove back feeling like I was on top of the world.

I remember those moments so vividly in life, where I felt on top of the world.

Think back to your win, big or small, when you felt like you were on top of the world. Wasn’t that feeling the absolute best? It made you feel like you could take on the world, climb a mountain, win a gold medal at the Olympics.

It sounds funny, comparing the fact that I drove myself to a different city to winning a gold medal at the Olympics, but it’s a win none the less, and it was my win.

I started thinking as I drove back, how something that seemed impossible, I had just done.

How even when the person I was dating wanted me to drive to a different city I wouldn’t do it.

I realized that I didn’t want to.

But when it came to bringing my mom flowers, something that I really wanted to do, I did what seemed impossible.

It’s funny what you can accomplish when you want to.

When the will to do something overpowers the fear you have to get it done.

It’s beautiful it really is.

I was so proud of my win and I’ll always be.

I’ll always remember it as the moment I decided not to let my worries hold me back. The moment when I decided I was stronger than what scared me.

All of that from driving myself to Dallas.

Big wins or small wins..a win is a win.

Megan’s Month: August 2017

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You didn’t think I would miss a month did you?

I am dedicated to this thing.

August came in like a lion, and left like a lion.

I started out the month celebrating my second wedding anniversary with my husband, and going on a beach trip with our cross country team.

The next week was followed by hosting a summer fun run with our team and another beach trip with friends.

We started official cross country practice a few days after that, and ended the month with two meets.

In between all of that you could find me with my face buried in my phone or my notebook studying for our fantasy football draft.

And just when it started to calm down, the month ended with my new obsession, my nephew Cameron was born and I could not be more in love with him.

I think I could use a day or so just to catch up on sleep lost during this month.

But I like it that way.

Chaos.

There’s something beautiful in the chaos of life and finding a way to deal with it all.

Finding a way to make it through even though some days you don’t know what day of the week it is.

Those days where your to-do list is too long to count and your coffee cup seems to be always running low.

Those are the days I secretly live for.

My husband will most likely read this and laugh, because if I gave him a dollar every time I complained about being too busy he would probably have 570 dollars.

That’s true, I do complain.

But I’m human.

We do these things.

Complain to help fill some sort of void until we feel better about the situation.

Even though I complain about being busy, I always make it through. Feeling as if I could change the world, so accomplished and proud of myself for fighting through the day.

I love chaos.

Even though chaos is hard to understand and can be intimidating, it forces us to think outside of the box. It forces us to dig down deep and use parts of ourselves we didn’t know we had.

That was not only the theme of this month, but the theme of this whole summer.

Chaos.

And it was beautiful.

I was always running around doing one thing or another.

Focusing on a task at hand while still tying up the loose ends on another.

And I wouldn’t have it any other way.

There were a few times where I felt my patience was being tested, or that the chaos would get the best of me.

Times where actions of others were trying to get me down.

And that’s when you learn to see the beauty in the middle of the chaos.

Remember that you have a whole team of people behind you, cheering you along.

People that have your back no matter what.

That in the middle of the chaos you know they’ll always be there.

Chaos forces us to use what we don’t always know we have, or that we forget we have.

It forces us to get creative.

To think outside of the box.

To do things because we have no other choice.

So much chaos.

And I loved every second of it.

Because of it, we’re a few hours away from the start of my favorite season.

When my tv is flooded with college football (go buckeyes).

When the leaves crunch under my feet, and when pumpkin spice latte fills my cup.

We’re hours away from the start of the best few months of the year, which also means more chaos..and I’m beyond ready.

Some other things I’ve loved this month..

Parenthood

Working out

Birthday Cake Halo Top Ice Cream

Taylor Swift’s new single

Game of Thrones..again!!

Planning my Halloween Costume because it’s never too early

Selfies with Ian

Starbucks fall blend coffee

Cameron

I’m ready for the next few months; birthdays, cross country meets, holidays, work, football, and fall activities. I’m ready for the chaos and finding the beauty in it all.

Bring it on.

Quote of the month:

“The thing about chaos, is that while it disturbs us, it too, forces our hearts to roar in a way we secretly find magnificent.”

-Christopher Poindexter

 

 

Things I’ve Realized

Yesterday marked the halfway point on my 27th year of life. The 27th year of me doing things right, doing things wrong, and not having any idea where to start. How I’ve learned so many lessons in my most recent years, some good, some not so good, some life changing, and some I wished I knew earlier in life. I feel like your late 20’s are the years where you start to have those “ah-ha” moments. The moments where some of your life questions get answered and you feel like you’re getting a pat on the back from life. I started thinking of those moments that I’ve had, those things I’ve come to terms with at 27 and a half years of life.

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I can’t stay up past 11:30 PM- That my friends, is being generous. I’m lucky if I stay up past ten on most nights. I’ve always thought that I was more of a morning person, but in the recent months I’ve realized that I’m 100 percent correct. This has some to do with being a new mom but it was that way before as well. I’ve had nights where I plan to stay up late enough to watch Saturday Night Live or Jimmy Fallon. I would turn on all of the lights, go get a sugary coffee drink, and do whatever else I could think of to stay up. I would literally fall asleep right before the show started every single time. I’m not a night owl, never will be.

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I can’t please everyone- I’ve tried for many years with this one. I like making as many people as I can happy and I like to make sure everyone gets what they want. That’s tiring to say the least. It also sets you up for failure when you can’t make someone happy or when you upset them. It took me a few attempts to realize that no matter how much I try I can’t control the feelings of others. It’s not up to me if they’re happy with me or not and I have to be okay with that.

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I love Pizza- I’ve really grown to love Pizza. I’ve always liked it, because hello I’m normal, but I’ve found a new love for it the last couple of years. I think it started when Jason and I went to New York for our honeymoon. We found this amazing pizza place and a piece of my heart will forever be there. This pizza gave me a whole new love for that beautiful dough topped with delicious cheese and sauce.

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I have to pick and choose my battles- In case you didn’t know, I’m stubborn **Cue my family saying yupppp** and you can tell rather easily. I’ve always been the type of person to tell you when I don’t agree with you or when I’m mad at what you’re doing. If I didn’t like it, you could tell. Whether it was an eye roll or a disgusted sigh. I’ve come to realize that I can’t always do this, especially as an adult. I’m going to piss the wrong people off and it’ll lead to bad outcomes. Don’t get me wrong, if you’re passionate about something or have a strong belief in something don’t stop. Never give up your beliefs. But is it worth getting in an argument that involves your close friend and possibly having them upset with you. There are ways to discuss things that don’t have to result in arguments.

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I am Buddy the Elf- I love Christmas. I could go on and on about how much I love Christmas. November 1st is when I press play on the Christmas music and start spreading the cheer. I’ve met people in the last couple of years who have told me to my face how dumb I am for loving Christmas so much, as early as I do, but I don’t care. It’s something I take so much joy in and I won’t let people crush my holiday spirit.

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My gut is usually right- If I think something’s wrong, I need to speak up. If I have a bad feeling in my stomach, I need to do something about it. Trusting your gut is sometimes the best thing you can do. I’ve had moments where I’m sitting there thinking to myself “this isn’t right” and I didn’t speak up. Your gut will tell you if you’re in the wrong or not, if you have a bad feeling you should act on it.

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Candle shopping is one of my favorite past times- The 2 for 22 candle sale at Bath and Body Works gives me life. I have to smell every single candle individually and really think about which candle I’m going to buy. I could be having the worst day ever, but I know that all I have to do is walk into a Bath and Body Works and my day can be fixed instantly.

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There’s nothing How I Met Your Mother can’t fix- Everyone has a TV Show that makes you laugh. A show where you feel emotionally involved in the fake lives of the characters, for me it’s How I Met Your Mother. I started watching it a couple of years ago and I’ll never look back. I know that if I’m having a bad day, I need some background noise for cleaning, or if I’m just bored this show will boost my spirits one Ted Mosby bad relationship at a time.

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It’s possible for your whole world to be 20 something pounds and covered in drool- I love my friends, family, and husband, but there’s a special love I have for my son. No matter what is happening in my life I know that at the end of the day he’ll be happy to see me. He’ll be there smiling and clapping his hands at anything and everything. Even when he throws his little fits I can’t get enough of him. my whole world is locked into one little person and I wouldn’t have it any other way.

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I’m doing something right- I put a lot of pressure on myself, to do everything right and be as perfect as I can be. When things go wrong I take it personally. Sometimes I feel like I keep screwing things up. It’s normal. But there are little times where I’m reminded that I’m doing just fine. Last Wednesday I got a text from my dad saying he heard our song on the radio (Whitney Houston’s I wanna dance with somebody) and that he thought of me. I see him almost every day and talk to multiple times a day, yet one song made him think of me. It was my little reminder that I must be doing something right.

Megan’s Month: July 2017

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Oh July..such a good month..why’d you have to go so fast?

I’ve been looking forward to July for a couple of months now..

My sisters baby shower, another major league baseball game, the fourth of July, our annual trip to California, this month was packed with things to do and I was so excited.

I really love the summer, although everyone in my life knows how much I love the fall time, summer has a special place in my heart.

Summer is the time that my husband and sister get some well deserved time off, when you see families walking around the neighborhoods and playing together outside, and when you can stay up late and the sun stays up with you.

July started off with a bang..I watched 6 seasons of Game of Thrones in 16 days.

Exciting stuff I know.

I tried watching it last summer and gave up after a few episodes because it was super hard to follow. Knowing that one of the last seasons was premiering soon and that my husband loves it I decided to give it one more try, and if I still wasn’t sold I would just give it up. Needless to say that after the end of season one I was hooked.

Now I look forward to Sunday nights watching it with my husband, its turning into one of my favorite things.

We got to take a day trip to Seattle on the 9th, and cross another stadium off of my list. In case you’re new to the party, my goal in life is to see a game at every baseball stadium and buy a hat.

My fantastic family watched Ian for the day while we took this trip and I was so thankful. Jason and I hadn’t been away from Ian that long and knowing he was in good hands made it so much easier. It was so nice to just drive and talk to Jason about anything and everything. Besides the insane sunburn I got, the trip was definitely a great one!

The biggest thing this month however, was our trip to California to visit Jason’s family. This trip has become an annual thing and always a highlight of our summer. This year was different though, it was the first with Ian! I was nervous for the flight, not because of Ian though, that kid is a champ, but because of myself.

I hate flying.

I hate flying so much.

But something about flying with Ian and knowing I had to help and comfort him made me handle this plane ride better than I ever had. It could be the fact that the trip is never more than an hour and a half down to Oakland, or the fact that Jason is always great to have by my side, but I deserved a gold star for this one.

This was our first trip down where we got to see every member of the family and see everyone we planned on seeing. I know it’s important for Jason to get to see his family but its so important for Ian as well. I want him to grow up and be excited every year to go visit the Zellicks in California, I want him to see the importance in it and be excited to travel and see new the world. I want him to have this great attitude towards everything and be excited to do new things and meet new people.

And he already is.

This kid approaches everything with a smile and optimism and I am so in awe of it. He inspires me every day.

I want to approach things like Ian, and this month I did.

I want to continue to be hopeful, excited, and optimistic.

Like Ian.

That’s what this month taught me, to be optimistic.

To approach things with a smile and a good attitude.

I was so excited for July and to go on these different trips, to make new memories and to not spend the whole time worrying.

I was nervous to leave Ian for a whole day, but I knew that he was in good hands and ended up crossing something off of my bucket list.

I gave a show a chance and it ended up being one of my favorites to date.

I took a plane with my family to go visit more family and it turned out to be our best trip yet.

If you have an optimistic attitude, great things can happen.

That was my theme this month.

Optimism.

That might seem like common sense to a lot of people but to someone like me who  tends to worry about things I can’t control its more difficult.

Some other things I loved this month..

Friends from College on Netflix

Making coffee at home

Working out more

My nose piercing

Weekend walks with Jason and Ian

Big Brother..like every other summer..

I don’t have any music that I was loving this month, because every day while I was at work I was listening to podcasts. I was either listening to The Lady Gang or the Fantasy Footballers…I know I know..two completely different podcasts but August is around the corner and I take fantasy football very seriously.

This August I challenge you to try something new. Try something that you’re afraid of or might have doubts about. Close your eyes and jump into the unknown, because if you do, great things can happen.

Quote of the Month:

“Always believe that something wonderful is about to happen.”

 

Pinterest in Real Life: Candy Dipped Brownies

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I’m not a cook.

I try to cook.

Big difference.

Sometimes it turns out great and I’m pleasantly surprised.

Other times I get this weird looking mess that sometimes tastes good.

Pinterest has become my best friend in recent years, giving people like me hope. Sometimes they are a bust, but other times you’re left having something Instagram worthy.

I decided to start a new series on my blog called Pinterest in Real Life where I try something I find on Pinterest out in real life and see if it’s possible to make pizza in a crock pot.

I’m still a little hesitant on that one..

The other night I decided to make candy dipped brownies as my first Pinterest in Real Life experiment.

I love brownies.

It doesn’t matter what kind of brownies, I love them all. So let’s just say I was a little excited to try this one out.

For this recipe you’ll need..

2 sticks of butter
3 cups of semi sweet chocolate chips
1 cup granulated sugar
1 cup of brown sugar
2 tsp pure vanilla extract
5 eggs
1/2 tsp salt
2 TBSP cocoa powder
1 1/3 cup all purpose
1 cup white chocolate chips
A lot of patience
Anything that sounds good to dip your brownies in.

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First thing you want to do is preheat to 350 degrees.

While you wait, spray a 10×10 baking pan with cooking spray. Don’t forget this one, no one likes brownies stuck to the pan.

Also, don’t use anything bigger than a 10×10, a 9×9 would probably work but don’t try to be different. I thought a bigger pan would be fine but my brownies ended up being too thin.

In a microwave safe bowl melt together two sticks of butter (no one said it was going to be healthy) and 2 cups chocolate chips until they’re melted, mine took about 2 minutes in 30 second intervals.

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Once you have you’re pretty little chocolate mixture mix in sugar and brown sugar.

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After that pour in your vanilla.

Next step is to beat in five eggs, one at a time. I did two at a time and the last one standing got to be featured in my picture.

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In a separate bowl mix together the salt, cocoa powder, and flour.

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After that combine you’re chocolate delicious mixture with your dry ingredients.

Pour everything in your pan…a 10×10 not anything bigger.

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Bake that bad boy for about 30 minutes or until you can place a toothpick in the middle of it and nothing sticks to it.

Thanks mom and dad for that tip.

While the brownies are baking get all of your toppings out and pour them in different bowls.

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When finished baking, take your patience out of the fridge and use it.

Seriously.

Don’t rush.

If I would have waited overnight they might have actually looked like the Instagram picture.

Once they’re cool cut them into squares and cut those squares diagonally.

In two separate bowls melt together your left over chocolate chips and white chocolate chips, those are going to be what gets your candy to stick to the brownies.

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Once your chocolate is melted, begin dipping the brownies in chocolate and on to the candy. Place them on parchment paper, which I just realized the recipe said, and let them sit at room temperature for an hour or so. I put them in the fridge to try and get solid and that worked just fine too.

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This recipe was crazy, there was so much going on and my kitchen took a beating. Not to mention I had to clean baby bottles in the middle of this all and help my husband give a baby with a poopy diaper a bath.

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These didn’t look exactly like the picture but I learned that if I was to do them again, I would add a little more patience to the mix.

I really enjoyed it though, it was fun making a recipe knowing that if I messed up it really didn’t matter, that it would make my post even more interesting. It was fun making something with absolutely no expectations knowing that at least I had brownies at the end of the day!

If you think of something that would be fun to test out from Pinterest, let me know. Or if you want to be a taste tester, I’d take those too!

OG Recipe here!

 

 

Megan’s Month: April 2017

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It’s May 1st..

The perfectionist inside of me is going absolutely insane.

This blog is my own personal space for me to do whatever I want whenever I want, and I still hold it to the standards that I do everything else.

My goal with these monthly updates was to do them before the end of the month, that way people weren’t reading about April in May.

I know I know..Megan..no one besides you cares when you write these things..

Said my husband last night when I was trying to rush this out.

These are the standards and deadlines that I set for myself, and I go crazy when I can’t meet them. I have this fear that I’m letting my blog down.

It’s a blog..it doesn’t have feelings..it doesn’t care when I write or what I write on it.

It won’t get upset if I take two seconds and enjoy what’s happening around me.

That was my theme this month..

Enjoy things as they’re happening.

So much happened.

From track meets, to Ian, to work, everything happened and I felt like life flew by before I had the chance to stop and write it all down.

There were definitely times  when I felt like I was letting one thing down to focus on the other, and forgetting about other things completely.

I am a perfectionist and a control freak.

If you didn’t know that about me..well now you do.

I like to have things done the way I want them done, and I want to know everything that’s going on..ever.

It’s weird but it’s me.

I wish it was easy for me to just let things go and not to stress out about five things at once, but it’s not.

I’m learning though.

I feel like every new month as a mom is the same. So many things are going on as well as raising a child, and it all seems a little overwhelming. Thinking about it right now, there have been times in my life where so many things were going on and I just needed to stop and enjoy it.

Senior year of high school and college were both so overwhelming. You’re preparing for the next years of your life while trying to finish the other and not go crazy.

The 6 months leading up to my wedding were both wonderful and stressful. I was so beyond happy to be marrying my best friend, but all of the details of the wedding were all I could think about.

I really wish looking back at it all that I could have stopped and enjoyed it all a little bit more, don’t get me wrong, I enjoyed all of the major parts of my life, but I was stressed during them too.

Honestly, because I’m a stress monkey.

That’s what I like to call myself.

I spend so much of my time worrying about what could happen and forget to look at everything that is happening.

I’ve been making an effort this month to try and slow down, to try and be patient and appreciate everything that’s around me as it’s happening.

I feel like I’ve been doing a good job but it still takes work.

I just love putting everything I have into everything I do.

It’s a blessing and a curse.

I love caring about what I do as much as I do, but not to the point where it drives me crazy.

There were just so many things going on this month and the next thing I know, it’s May.

I’m constantly reminded every day that I need to slow down and just breathe.

It’s hard for me but I’m trying as hard as I can.

That’s probably the most important thing, I’m trying.

This month was crazy busy, but there were so many wonderful things that happened.

Ian turned 6 months old.

I got a pre race note card.

The sun decided to show up.

Baseball season started.

I got my very first hurdle medal.

I went to the tulip festival for the first time in forever.

We had an awesome coaches 4×100 relay.

I found out my sister is having a baby boy.

My hurdlers had PR’s left and right. 

So many wonderful things happened, big and small but wonderful none the less.

It was so easy for me to sit here and think of a few great things that happened, and overall this month really was fantastic.

There were definitely times when I didn’t realize how great it was though, because I was busy stressing about one thing or the other.

But I have to stop.

And I’ve realized that.

Why should you spend so much of your time worrying about things you can’t control.

That should be my motto.

It’s not.

It can be.

I’m learning.

This month taught me so much, and it honestly was my favorite so far. The track season was in full force and we had some great meets and memories. I got to celebrate my little brothers 25th birthday with my family. My son started eating food. There are so many great little things in the midst of every day life. Just stop for two seconds to enjoy them.

Note to self: Stop and smell the roses.

Soundtrack to April 2017:

April

Quote of the month:

“Wherever you are, be all there.”-Jim Elliot.