As Many as We're Given

Let's Talk Hair, Y'all Giveaway

noreply@blogger.com (nicole) — Tue, 14 May 2013 15:09:00 +0000

I live in the land of big hair, but other than some unfortunate perms in the middle school years, I've never been in the big hair club. And I've never wanted giant hair, but a little volume and body would be nice. I've worn my hair short for the last 10+ years too, in an effort to make it look like there was more volume there. But I decided to let my hair grow last fall. And as it has grown longer, the lack of volume has been more evident.

When I went to Blissdom in March, VO5 was there, doing hairstyling for anyone who wanted it. So I waited in line and sat in the chair and the stylist worked some kind of magic. She made my hair curly and full and I couldn't believe it.

So, I figured it was stylist sorcery and I would never see my hair like that again. I came home and I bought a flat iron and I've been practicing and while I can't get that level of curl, I've been doing okay. And I know that what helps is the VO5 Full Body + Shine shampoo and conditioner I've been using. I got to bring home a full size bottle of each and started using it right away. Even when I keep my hair straight I have noticed it looks fuller. When my free bottles ran out, I went to the store to buy more. It is only $1.97 a bottle at Kroger!! I'm not the kind of girl that will spend a lot of money for shampoo and conditioner, but I gladly would for this. But I don't have to--it is cheaper than what I was using before! The full Salon Series from VO5 has color protection in it as well, so I can know my color will last too.

Here is what my hair looks like when I style it:

Definitely not the stick-straight, lifeless bob I was sporting before.

Win it! VO5 has offered one bottle of Full Body + Shine Shampoo AND Conditioner, as well as the Total Recovery Deep Conditioning Hair Mask, which I have but have not tried yet. To win, just leave a comment here (one per person, please) and I'll choose a winner next Monday, May 20.

Mother's Day and Marriage

noreply@blogger.com (nicole) — Mon, 13 May 2013 17:05:00 +0000

Travis and I have been married for 12 years, and we've been parents for 11 of those (actually, I would say all 12, as I considered myself a parent as soon as I was pregnant) years. Holidays like Father's Day and Valentine's Day are not a big deal to Travis. I knew this then, I know this now. We don't really do Valentine's Day since our anniversary is two days later and that is far more meaningful to us. And over the years we've fallen into not really doing much for each other for Mother's Day and Father's Day. This is mostly fine, but I found myself feeling a little down about it this year. At least leading up to the actual day.

Travis asked me on Thursday if I wanted something for Mother's Day. I said no, I didn't want anything. And that was totally unfair to Travis, probably. The truth is, I would have loved a gift. But I knew that if I said I did want something, I would then have to say exactly what I wanted and tell him where to get it, and well, that kind of takes the fun out of it, for me. So I just said no. And maybe stewed a little. Over the weekend we saw tons of commercials for jewelry and flowers and various other ways to celebrate the day. And honestly, I would never want a grand, extravagant gift for this holiday. But I began to feel like I should be getting something. I mean, six kids! I was falling prey to advertising and culture. And I didn't like it.

Saturday evening rolled around. I told Travis that I didn't want a gift this year, or every year, on this specific day. I told him I appreciate the gifts he gives me for my birthday and Christmas, chosen from a list of links I send him from my Pinterest Wish List board. I love surprises, but he doesn't want to get me something I won't like, so this system usually works for us. But I told him I would like to get an unexpected gift every once in a while, or for him to plan a date for us sometimes. Waiting until Saturday night to share this was not fair of me, for sure. I should have spoken up sooner.

This is the work of marriage. I knew when I married Travis that certain cultural expectations were not important to him and I adjusted my expectations accordingly. But we can't predict when and how our feelings on things will change. And we have to be willing to be honest about it when they do, not fearful that our spouse will be angry or hurt or resentful (confused is expected!) when we speak our feelings. I don't want a big display of appreciation all the time. I know I am valued and loved and appreciated. But just because something isn't as important to my spouse as it is to me doesn't mean I stop caring. We talk about it and figure out how to make both of us happy and not stressed.

My Mother's Day was lovely. Travis did a lot of the tedious, daily stuff that comes with life. I went to lunch and shopping with my big girls. I bought myself a purse--something Travis would never pick out on his own. We had a nice steak dinner at home. And at the end of the day, I didn't feel like I was missing a thing. I realized that I had been caught up in the material, when I was surrounded by signs of care and appreciation all day. We have to guard our marriages against the unrealistic, material expectations created by a culture that is driven by profit and show. Because the grand, showy gestures are impossible to sustain. But the daily working together to make life a little easier for each other never ends.

This Is Not a Giveaway Post

noreply@blogger.com (nicole) — Wed, 08 May 2013 15:46:00 +0000

I didn't mean for this place to become a commercial spot. I had every intention of sitting down to write thoughtful, personal posts to go along with giveaways (another of which you'll see next week and then done for the time being). But life happens.

Travis and I flew to California on short notice last week to celebrate the life of my grandmother and join my family in grieving her passage into the next life. We know she is at peace and with my grandpa. The funeral Mass was moving and sad and also so comforting. I was never so grateful for the ritual of the Mass as I was in that moment, as it gave me something to focus on through my emotions. While we shed tears we also shared so much laughter and conversation and love--the true legacy left by my grandparents. While we have all grown up in different ways and have different viewpoints on lots of things, we all know how to love.

We were so blessed to have friends and family here step in and take our kids while we were gone. In just a week's time we were able to arrange for all six kids to be somewhere for the length of our travel, and we knew they were happy and having fun. Our community is our greatest treasure and it was made abundantly clear to us again this past weekend.

So, those thoughtful and personal posts? They're still brewing. I want to tell you about the real work and struggle of using NFP, for me, right now. I want to tell you about the awakening I am experiencing, as Ben has turned 3 (!!!) and those last vestiges of life with a baby slip away. About the wandering and seeking and questioning about what it means to be where I'm at. It is hard to tell you those things when I'm still figuring them out, but I will try.

So I'll be here, eventually. But I'm also living life with my family and reading books again and realizing that there's only so much time and I must choose how I spend it more intentionally. The words are in my head, I just need to get them on the screen.

Charge! Giveaway iTorch External Battery Closed Giveaway

noreply@blogger.com (nicole) — Fri, 26 Apr 2013 13:56:00 +0000

The winner is Minding Momma! Hooray!

It seems more and more people have smart phones and tablets and other tech devices these days. And we use them a lot. And the battery life on none of them is excellent, it seems. For someone like me, who uses her phone too much probably, a good, portable charger is a necessity.

Recently I had the opportunity to try a new mobile charger on the market. The IMP52D iTorch external battery from New Trent.

The battery comes with a handy little bag keep the battery and power cords together. The cords that come with the battery are compatible with most phones and devices. Due to a licensing issue with Apple products, you do have to use your own cord when charging your phone via external battery. Additionally, you have to use the USB connector that came with your Apple product if recharging the battery via power outlet. I did not find this to be a problem, and in fact liked the longer cord. I could have my phone charging, but have the battery in my purse and just hold the phone. For men, this might be an annoyance, as they don't carry a purse.

The external battery recharges fairly quickly via outlet, less than 2 hours I believe. And it is much faster charging the phone battery than the wireless external battery I was using. I went from 20% to full battery in just over an hour, when I left the phone to charge and didn't use it very much.

From the product details:

"The iTorch packs an impressive 5,200mAh of power in it slim body and can hold up to 500 charge cycles. Its improved conversion efficiency allows more energy to be transferred to your device for a faster & more efficient charge. The iTorch is simply the smallest and most portable charger we have. About the size of a tin of Altoids and only 4.6 ounces in weight, the iTorch also sports a laser pointer and an LED flashlight, leading us to coin it "the Swiss army knife" of battery packs. Comes with 10-month product warranty."

I love this battery! I will be giving Travis my other external battery and keeping this one for myself! It is very handy to have when I am at sports with my kids, or out running errands and not sure when I will get to charge my phone. It takes the pressure off to limit use of my phone.

Win it! New Trent has so kindly agreed to give away one iTorch. I will announce a winner on Friday, May 10. All you have to do to enter is leave a comment. Please make sure you leave an email address that you can be reached at. If you would like to keep up with the products New Trent offers, you can subscribe to their newsletter at their website.

Disclosure: I am part of the New Trent product testing team. I was provided with one iTorch at no cost. All opinions are my own.

I am a Strong Mom

noreply@blogger.com (nicole) — Tue, 09 Apr 2013 15:12:00 +0000

At Blissdom, there are many corporate sponsors. They have fancy booths and are often giving away products or samples or just fun treats. You'll likely see me talking about some of those companies here again.

One of my favorite rooms to visit, and one that was not seeking to ask us to ask our readers to buy anything, was the Strong Moms Empower suite hosted by One2One Network and sponsored by Similac (and here I will say, please don't comment to tell me how evil formula is--this is a post about supporting women and their choices). We were invited to take the Strong Mom pledge and share about it in our writing space. This was a no-brainer for me.

As a mother of six, people often ask what is the hardest part, or assume that I must be overwhelmed. Sometimes I am overwhelmed, but more in a our schedule is crazy, when will we eat kind of way. That was not the case when I had my first child. I was so unprepared to be a mother. We got pregnant when we were just engaged, and so started marriage and parenthood at the same time. I was working full-time until Taylor was born, and then stayed home for three months before returning to work. The transition to being a mom was harder than I ever imagined it would be. The emotional and physical demands on me were so constant and I struggled.

I had read magazines and a book or two. I knew that nursing was best for my baby. It was supposed to be beautiful and bonding and so easy. Or so I thought. And when it wasn't any of those things for me, I felt like I failed. I felt guilty for dreading feeding times, like something was wrong with me. When my husband finally said to just switch to bottle-feeding, I was so relieved. And it was the right choice for me and my child at that time. But I didn't have enough people around me saying that was an okay choice to make, at that time. By the time I had our fourth child, I was more prepared for the commitment to nurse. I knew it would be hard at first but that I could make it work. And I did. And that was the perfect choice for our family at that time.

So often we women will compare ourselves to others, and instead of cheering each other on, we tear each other down--because it makes us feel less bad about our weaknesses. Friends, there is no limit on success in this world and there is no cookie-cutter way to be a strong mom. Each of us is doing what we know to be right for our family, in our time. A choice we make today may not be the same one we make in six months. So when your friend at church struggles with the demands of being a working mom, tell her she is doing the best that she can, instead of questioning why she is working. When your playgroup friend admits that she feels overwhelmed with her two kids, don't tell her three is a breeze and she should just jump on the slightly larger family wagon. Acknowledge the difficulties we all face and look for ways to help, not hurt. We're all better moms when we support each other.

Visit www.strongmomsempower.com and take the pledge. Let's be a loud celebration of women encouraging women.

Disclosure: I am participating in a blog campaign with One2One Network. I have not received any payment. All opinions are my own.

What Is My Bliss?

noreply@blogger.com (nicole) — Thu, 04 Apr 2013 16:20:00 +0000

Two weeks ago today, I was loading up our truck and driving to Grapevine for my second Blissdom conference. I was so excited it was local--no worries on luggage being overweight! I packed enough clothes to last ten days. And I wore a lot of them! In the last two weeks, I've been trying to sum up my experience. And I'm finding it a little bit difficult. When my friends ask how it was, I say it was fun. And it was. But that's not really a good wrap-up, is it?

Last year, when I boarded the plane to Nashville, I was nervous. I was going to a city I had never visited, alone. I was going to be sharing a room with three women I had never met. I would be around 700 other bloggers, but technically knew none of them in person. Being a blogger, you might think I'm naturally outgoing. That is not always the case, though. Usually I warm up to people and then they get to see all my crazy. So, it was a huge thing for me to make this trip. And it ended up being the beginning of a year of new-found confidence for me. Blissdom last year kick started an internal change in me--it helped me begin the ongoing process of figuring out what I want to do with myself as we emerge from many years of baby haze.

So, this year, when I picked up my friend Elaine at the airport and headed to the Gaylord, I was excited to see friends from last year. I was thrilled to be sharing a room with Leigh (roommate last year) and Sean and Stephanie (two new friends). I wasn't worried about who I would eat lunch with or talk to during the breaks. I was secure in myself, and quite happy to sit alone, decompressing, or to just plop down at a table and introduce myself. From the beginning of the conference I had an attitude of just going with the flow, and enjoying myself. Blissdom was a retreat for me.

Will that affect what you see here? Yes! What I took away most, from the breakout sessions I attended, and the keynotes, was to write what I want to write. Too long I've been censoring myself, afraid to offend or expose too much of myself. But I know that when I do write more honestly, I get better response. Also, while I don't plan to make this a money-making machine, I have decided I will do more sponsored content--only for products and movements I would be behind anyway. There are things I love and I want to share them with you, my readers.

What is my bliss? Using this space to talk about what is important to me, or to talk about the silly things in life, or to share what products and ideas I'm loving. I hope y'all like what I share.

Sean, Leigh, me, Stephanie--so much fun!

Pretty Paper: A Giveaway with Minted!

noreply@blogger.com (nicole) — Thu, 28 Mar 2013 16:15:00 +0000

Giveaway closed. The winner is Aimee! I used a random number generator and 19 was the lucky number.

I love stationery. I keep blank note cards on hand so I can write quick thank you notes, or notes of encouragement, or whatever, without having to scramble to find the appropriate card. So, I was very excited when Minted contacted me and asked if I wanted to host a giveaway. Yes--I'd love to share pretty paper goodness with my friends!

Minted is a fantastic place for beautiful, unique, even personalized stationery and party goods. They invite designers to submit their own design work and customers vote on the designs and have a say in what gets sold. Crowdsourcing for the win!

So, if you're on Pinterest, you have likely seen the image that says something about getting a do-over for your wedding if you got married before the site existed. Frankly, I couldn't handle the pressure of that many great ideas. But, I would go to the Wedding collection at Minted to choose my invitations. They have inspiration boards that show an invitation with photo ideas, centerpieces, and so on.

How cute is this Rock and Roll set?

A little bit of Rock & Roll board by Dawn Jasper. See more Minted.com

My bridesmaids wore purple dresses and purple is still my favorite color. I love this inspiration board.

Poppies & Peonies board by Jennifer Wick. See more Minted

I'm excited to get a journal and stationery set. Coordinating paper goods make me happy. I'm eying this journal and the personalized note cards that match. Nothing makes me feel more grownup than stationery with my name on it!

You can also get really fantastic paper supplies for baby showers, wedding showers, and other parties. There is so much to be had at Minted and you have a chance to win! You can follow Minted on Facebook, Twitter, and Pinterest.

Minted has kindly offered $50 of store credit to one winner. So, comment here to get one entry. If you'd like to share this giveaway via social media of some kind, you can do so and earn one more entry for sharing on Facebook, Twitter, and so on. Please just come back and tell me you did so in the comments. Maximum 3 entries per person. Spend some time looking at all they offer and tell us what you would choose. And vote on designs! Giveaway ends at noon on Thursday, April 4.

Disclosure: Minted contacted me and is giving me store credit in return for this post. All opinions are my own.

The Truth About Bubbles

noreply@blogger.com (nicole) — Mon, 11 Mar 2013 16:21:00 +0000

It is time to be honest and real about how much fun bubbles really are. An innocent, well-meaning mom goes to the store and sees the cheap, giant bottle of bubble solution. She buys a bucket of wands, to allow several children to play at once. She imagines the fun and laughter as the kids chase bubbles in the sunshine.

The poor, unsuspecting woman has no idea what's in store. She gets home and opens the bubbles and the wands. She's as excited as her children. Wands and bubbles are distributed. Initial efforts at blowing bubbles result in frustration. The two year old darling boy might have put the wand in his mouth, only to spit and whine because bubbles don't taste good. The five year old girl might want to try all the wands at once. The mom might now be wondering if this is really going to be as fun as she hoped.

A small bottle of bubbles gets knocked over. The wind blows the bubble solution out of the wand before bubbles are blown. Fingers are getting sticky. Fights begin over a wand, despite there being 20 to choose from. Mom might now be looking at the multiple puddles of bubble solution on the ground and thinking it is a good thing the stuff is cheap, since it looks like two kids will go through a gallon of it in less than ten minutes.

But then a bubble is blown and starts to float away. Shrieks of joy and laughter are heard as a boy and girl chase the bubbles that Mommy blows. Spills and frustrations are momentarily forgotten. Bubbles and sunshine are a magical mix and it really is fun.

At least until the next spill or fight.

Old School Blogging, March

noreply@blogger.com (nicole) — Thu, 07 Mar 2013 17:05:00 +0000

My fun friend Elaine is bringing back old school blogging memes. With Blissdom coming up I figured I would join in, as it is a quick and easy way to share a little about myself. She and Heather at Theta Mom even made a carnival and button for the fun!

What were you doing 10 years ago?

I was pregnant with my third child (my oldest was approximately 18 months and second child 6 months old) and preparing to move into our first (and so far only) home. I worked full time as a degree advisor in The College of Arts and Sciences at the University of North Texas (Go Mean Green!) I loved my job, but would become a stay-home mom in September of 2003, as having kids ages 2, 1, and newborn precluded having a job. Travis and I were also volunteering with the youth program at our church.

What are 5 things on your to-do list?

1. Shower. (Still in stinky gym clothes)
2. Clean. (Well, it should be on the list)
3. Paint my nails.
4. Read.
5. Feed my kids. (They insist on eating)

What are 5 snacks you enjoy?

1. Chocolate.
2. Pistachios.
3. Sharp cheddar cheese.
4. French fries (I don't eat them nearly as often as I would like)
5. Chips and salsa (Known as a meal in my college days)

Name some things you would do if you were a millionaire.

I'm going to assume multi-millionaire. Buy our dream house on land that met both husband's desire for space and my desire to still be near convenience. Give as much as I could to our church building fund. Give a lot to a few favorite charities. Share with my family. College for my kids. And then some shopping.

Name some places you have lived.

Longview, TX and Denton, TX. That's it.

Name some bad habits you have/had.

1. I used to bite my nails.
2. Master procrastinator.
3. Overcommitting.

Name some jobs you have had.

Little League concession stand (all the Frito-Pie I wanted!)
Hostess in a local restaurant
Tutor
Student Secretary
Degree Advisor
Tutor for student athletes
Social media servies

So fun! Visit Elaine for more blogs participating in the Old School Blogging fun.

Just Write: Tuning Out

noreply@blogger.com (nicole) — Tue, 05 Mar 2013 22:34:00 +0000

Last night I asked the kids to do something, and no one moved. I felt like I was talking to a wall. The TV was on. So I snapped. And I said no TV for a week. For everyone, as long as the kids were awake.

At first I thought maybe I overreacted. Our kids are good kids. But too much lately it feels like I'm talking to a brick wall. I have to repeat myself several times, louder each time, to get a response. I'm met with arguing or insolence. Nothing over-the-top, but nothing acceptable either. I don't think I overreacted.

It is not just the kids that are letting their behavior be affected by tuning out the people around them. The adults are just as guilty. How often do I turn on the TV so that a busy 2 year old or curious 5 year old will just leave me alone? A moment's peace is all I want. But at what price? It sends such an awful message, to say that a TV show is more important than they are. Everyone in the house has used this one little device take away from each other.

So we're tuning out the TV this week, instead of each other. Last night I sat down and played a game with some of the kids. It had been way too long. I'm excited to teach my big kids how to play Clue and Rummikub. Some nights they might each be doing their own thing, but we won't have the background noise of the TV as a constant presence.

We're hitting reset and starting over. I don't expect perfection and I don't blame TV for some of the behavioral issues happening. I just know we can do and be better.

Linking up with The Extraordinary Ordinary

What I Wore Wednesday: A Selection

noreply@blogger.com (nicole) — Wed, 20 Feb 2013 18:11:00 +0000

I hate having my this space languish with no new posts. But sometimes I can't find time or the right words or whatever. Today is one of those days. I'm sharing some outfits, and linking up with The Pleated Poppy, because I do love clothes and seeing what others are wearing inspires me to try new things.

Awkwardly cropped picture to keep unwitting husband out of the shot. Dirty mirror courtesy of little hands. Cropped pants from Target, as is the white camisole, cardigan from Old Navy, shoes from DSW. I have never worn cropped pants and heels together but I loved this outfit for church. Expect to see variations all summer long.

Hot anniversary date! We went to Simply Fondue and then a movie with friends. I was a bit overdressed, but I wanted to wear this dress somewhere. Dress from Express, shoes same as above. Jewelry from Charming Charlie.

Church again. Skirt from Target, last year. Camisole and cardigan from Old Navy. Wedges from Target. Clearly I am ready for it to be spring.

Today, to run errands. It is cold again. Boooooo. I am tired of my winter clothes, so I've been trying to mix things up. Striped tee from H&M, cardigan and jeans from Old Navy, scarf from Target.

And because I have no other occasion to say this, I'll put it here. Turns out I love really pretty underthings. But I can't show you those, obviously. So consider this my tip of the week--get some pretty necessities and you'll feel better about how you look, even when you're rocking yoga pants and a hoodie.

Check out The Pleated Poppy for more outfits.

I Believe in Love

noreply@blogger.com (nicole) — Fri, 15 Feb 2013 16:49:00 +0000

Yesterday was Valentine's Day and tomorrow is our 12th anniversary, so here I am with 12 things I love about my husband. Sappy? Totally. I promise this will be the sappiest post of the year. It hurts my inner snark too much.

1. He washes the egg pan. I make eggs a few times a week for breakfast, and then get busy making lunches for school kids. Travis always washes the egg pan. This is nice because it really grosses me out to do it if I don't get it washed right away, and I don't really have time for that in the mornings.

2. He makes the coffee. Also part of our morning routine. While I'm doing the kid stuff he's got the coffee started, so I can sit down with a cup as soon as the kids are out the door. Now that we're juicing I drink my juice first and look forward to my coffee even more.

3. I believe I've said this before, but he usually puts gas in my car when it needs it. This is especially appreciated in the winter. I hate standing in the cold. I hate static electricity. I love feeling cared for when I get in my car and the tank is full. He also takes it for oil changes.

4. He's really funny. Who doesn't like to laugh? Not a day goes by that he doesn't do something that makes me laugh out loud. Laughter is good for your marriage, friends.

5. He has never asked me to cut back on my haircuts. I get my hair cut every six weeks, and colored every other appointment. Now, I do get a great deal, but it is still a luxury expense. And he never complains and never suggests I go longer between appointments.

6. He handles all the dental care for the kids. First, we were negligent in getting started with regular dental care. When we finally did, I realized I was going to need him home with the little kids while I was at the dentist with other kids, so I asked if he would just handle the scheduling and such. So he does. With 5 kids going for regular cleanings, and then a couple with orthodontic care starting, he spends a lot of time at the dentist. And doesn't complain.

7. Travis loves baseball as much as I do. This is no small thing. I am truly a happier person knowing that baseball season is underway and he shares my enthusiasm. I feel so blessed that neither one of us has to fake an interest in the other's passion. We actually share a love for many sports, especially UNT teams. It makes our marriage fun.

8. He is committed to our shared faith. Naturally we both go through dry spells in our spiritual life, but knowing that we are both secure in our shared Catholicism is huge. When one of us is struggling, we know we can turn to each other and speak of our struggles with a shared knowledge and belief. When you have 6 kids in 8 years this is no small thing.

9. He loves my family. I am especially grateful for the friendship he has with my brother. I am so glad that we both get along with our families and that it is not a source of tension in our marriage. We're very blessed.

10. He's a great dad. When I go out of town he does all kinds of fun things with the kids. I never have to feel like he can't handle being on his own with the kids. He is silly and funny and loving. None of us are perfect parents, but I could learn so much from his selflessness with our kids.

11. He shows up. He goes to work, even though it is not his passion, and he succeeds. He puts taking care of his family ahead of his desires. He goes to practices and games and performances. He helps with homework. He encourages me to pursue my hobbies and friendships. He does what a husband and father should do.

12. He still loves me, despite my princess ways. In 12 years I think I have actually grown more high maintenance, somehow. But he rolls with the punches and makes sure I know I'm loved and treasured. He walks with me through each new phase of life, keeping me balanced and steady. I'm so blessed.

Just Write: Respite

noreply@blogger.com (nicole) — Tue, 12 Feb 2013 16:26:00 +0000

I've been composing this post in my head since Sunday. And then yesterday we learned the Pope is resigning at the end of the month. A pope hasn't abdicated the seat of Peter in 600 years. But the feelings I share don't change just because my church's leader will change. And that's part of the beauty, for me.

We go to Mass every Sunday. And Mass is largely the same, week in and week out. Sometimes that can dull my senses and I am distracted and not present. It is easy to respond by rote, to tune out the things we say every time. And many times, I feel like I leave Mass without having heard a word. There are Sundays when Lily is miserable and whining and I need all the grace there is to stay calm and semi-patient. I know that regardless of the attention I can give, that grace is present and there for me. Thank goodness I don't have to be perfect to get what I need!

This Sunday, though, was a gift. We settled into our seats. Lily was calm and cooperative. I was able to sing the opening song and the opening Mass parts. I felt more present than usual. The sun was shining in. I was with my family. I got to hear every word of the readings.

I held Lily and did the mom rock. We all know the one. Where you are holding a child and you can't help but sway, even when you're sitting down. And she squirmed and fidgeted to find just the right position, and then she gave way to sleep. She hasn't fallen asleep on me at church in ages. And so I held her and continued rocking. I couldn't stand and kneel with the congregation, but that was okay. I was holding my little girl. And for that day, all the grace was right there in my lap. A gentle reminder that it is not all struggle and push and pull.

There was nothing particularly special about that Mass. The responses were the same as always. We sang songs that we knew. But it was just what I needed. And now, as my church awaits the news of our new leader, I take comfort in knowing Mass on Sunday will be the same, and that grace is there for me, however ready I am to experience it.

Just Write with Heather of the Eo

Hitting Reset

noreply@blogger.com (nicole) — Mon, 04 Feb 2013 16:47:00 +0000

I got away for the weekend. I joined 10 of my college girlfriends in Oklahoma to spend time eating and drinking and catching up with each other, away from the many distractions of home. We rented a cabin and took turns making meals and some of the time we were all together and some of the time we did our own thing.

I needed this weekend. More than I realized as we were planning it. I've been in a funk lately. Nothing too serious, but I certainly have not been my usual cheerful self. I see myself as an optimistic person, able to see my blessings easily and gratefully. I usually don't dwell on the negative. My life is not perfect, it never has been. But it is filled with more good than one girl deserves, for sure. And I had somehow lost sight of that. All I could see was my frustrations and the things I wish were better or different.

We should always look at our lives and see where we could grow and change in a positive way. We shouldn't excuse vice and apathy. But we shouldn't wallow in negativity either. I don't think I was at that point, but it felt like it was getting close.

So I stole away with my girlfriends. And my soul was restored and my heart filled. We shared our struggles and our triumphs. We acknowledged the good and the not great. And I have come away feeling more like myself. And even more grateful for this charmed life I live.

(Wine is The Middle Sister, Wild One, a delicious Malbec. Book is called Live by Night and is fantastic. Cabin was called Hidden Acres, managed by Hidden Hills Cabins in Broken Bow, Oklahoma. I can't say enough about how gorgeous the cabin was and how happy we were with the whole weekend.)

I Pinned That . . . And I Made It

noreply@blogger.com (nicole) — Mon, 21 Jan 2013 16:22:00 +0000

Happy Monday friends! I'm guessing most of us are big fans of Pinterest. And I am guessing that we're all guilty of pinning things that we swear we will make or do or read or whatever, and then not following up. I use it primarily for meal planning/food and for fitness pins. I thought I would share some food pins that I have made and our family has enjoyed.

Source: dandydishes.blogspot.com via Nicole on Pinterest

I made these with ground turkey. So good. We had them with salad and vegetables one night. I made a ton, so I froze the rest. We had those with spaghetti the next week. Everyone liked these.

Source: healthyisalwaysbetter.tumblr.com via Nicole on Pinterest

I have a sweet tooth, my kids need snacks, this was much needed. I made one batch without Greek yogurt and the kids thought they were still good, but I made a second batch with it and liked them better. A big hit for the family.

Source: fitsugar.com via Nicole on Pinterest

So easy to make, and so tasty. I love having one of these in the evening, when I want something sweet but I don't want to wreck all my hard work. And a great use for overripe bananas.

Source: kalynskitchen.com via Nicole on Pinterest

I don't love eggs, but I know they are a great food for health. I made these and really liked them. And my kids loved them, they had them for a snack more than once. I did buy silicone muffin cups to make them, but that is not necessary.

If you've found any recipes lately that you love, share in the comments! We all can use new ideas.

You Are What You Eat?

noreply@blogger.com (nicole) — Thu, 17 Jan 2013 10:00:00 +0000

I think I wrote a while ago about changing the way I eat. Or I have at least mentioned it. While training for the race, I really tried to eat "clean" as much as possible. For me, that meant lots of grilled chicken, steamed or roasted vegetables, protein smoothies, and the like. I had a cheat day or cheat meal once a week, usually for tailgating, but even then, I tried to keep it in reason.

I didn't ask my family to eat clean along with me. Of course, I prepare a lot of the meals in the house, so I did switch us to turkey bacon and brown rice. I tried to cut back on starchy fillers for meals, even though we were already eating minimal amounts anyway. I felt really good. I lost weight, but I wasn't starving myself.

After the race, I got off track a little bit. I let myself eat more indulgently, more often. I still made good choices a majority of the time, but I just wasn't as vigilant. And I could tell, in my moods, my energy level, just in general.

So this year I want to focus on eating healthfully for good. Not just as part of a training regimen. As a lifestyle. I'm there, in some aspects. In order to do something like this, to really change, you have to know why you're doing it. I'm still figuring that out. Obviously my own health should be the main reason, I just have to get there mentally.

So, for food resolutions:

1. Drink more water! I have so much room for improvement here. I drink a lot of unsweetened iced tea, which isn't bad, but I need to drink more water.

2. Plan meals, especially lunches. I eat lunch out a lot--grilled nuggets and fruit from Chick-fil-A or a burrito bowl from Chipotle most often. I need to eat at home more.

3. Try new foods. I have so many silly food issues and I need to just get over it.

4. Juicing. I've borrowed a juicer to see if I like it, and I want to make it a regular part of our diet. Travis and I don't get near enough vegetables and fruits.

5. Keep up the good habits I've already developed.

What are you doing in the kitchen this year that's different?

Just Write: Holding On

noreply@blogger.com (nicole) — Tue, 15 Jan 2013 14:02:00 +0000

My baby is closer to three years old than two now. This is him, playing with coins behind the blinds. I was sitting in bed, watching Downton Abbey. He was creating a little world behind those blinds. He didn't need me to play with him. He just wanted to play near me. So tremendously cute.

We let him be a baby, still. When he lets us. Sometimes he is all "I do it myself! I big!" And so we let him try to buckle himself and get out of the car by himself. But then he comes to me in the morning and says "I lay down to you," and I melt. Right there. A little puddle of Mommy. (The baggy pants kill me dead.)

Travis comes home and covers him in kisses and they wrestle and tickle and laugh. We say "Are you the baby?" and he says "No, I Ben." And he is. The baby. And Ben. We definitely let him get away with things we shouldn't. We aren't pushing him to potty train or sleep in a big bed or any of those big kid things. We're holding on. Trying to draw out the baby-ness as long as we can.

He sings silly songs. He says "balloonie" instead of "balloon." He yells "I love you" at me. And just now he came in begging for candy. And if I had some he could eat, I would totally give it to him. How could I not?

Just Write with Heather of the EO

What Moves Me?

noreply@blogger.com (nicole) — Thu, 10 Jan 2013 15:38:00 +0000

It wouldn't be a new year and new goals without talking about fitness, would it?

Last year was a pretty great year for me, especially the last five months or so. Training for the race and really changing the way I eat made a huge difference in how I felt and looked. I'm down to high school/college weight! And this time it is because I am taking care of myself and being mindful about what goes in my body.

However, after the race, I've gone a bit off track. Not too seriously, but I've lost a bit of my discipline. Primarily in what I eat, rather than my exercise. I haven't run more than 3 miles in the last month, but I've kept up consistent workouts.

My workout clothes take up more space than my lazy clothes, for the first time ever. (I find it funny that I keep workout gear and lazy clothes in the same drawer.) I asked for weights and other exercise equipment for Christmas and was excited when my parents got it for me. I'll have been a member at my gym for five years this spring, and I actually go (minus my inconsistency while pregnant). So clearly I'm committed to keeping this up.

(New purple shoes. Crazy purple pants. I like my workout gear to be fun.)

What I've learned this last month is that I will continue to exercise, but I need more specific goals to make me push myself and remain disciplined. I haven't had a workout or a run lately that left me empty--I am not going hard while working out. So I need to put some goals out there.

So. The goals.

1. Run a sub 25 minute 5K. The fastest I've run three miles up to this point is 27:40. I will have to do speedwork (dreaded sprints) and run consistently again.

2. Try new classes or workouts. A friend of mine is a trainer and is going to work with me a few times in the next month. I'll be writing about that here, and I'm excited because I need more variety in my exercise. I'm always reluctant to try things at the gym--silly self-consciousness.

3. Run another half-marathon in the fall. I know I can get faster and I want to run another race and bring my time down.

I have food resolutions too, but I'm saving those for another post (of course!). What are your fitness goals for this year?

Hereby Resolved

noreply@blogger.com (nicole) — Wed, 02 Jan 2013 16:46:00 +0000

Yes, of course I have resolutions! Actually, I have not done typical new year's resolutions the last few years, choosing a word instead. But I feel like I need more concrete goals this year. And as a blogger, of course I will share them with you. But also as a blogger, I will spread them out over several posts, thus maximizing one idea for as much content as possible. I'm smart like that.

Perhaps I should resolve to use less commas and write more simple sentences.

Nah.

My resolutions fall into neat categories, more or less. Convenient, that.

The one that is perhaps of most interest to any readers is that I am recommitting myself to consistent writing. I will likely never be an every day blogger. I don't like repeating myself and I find that I don't have enough to say that is worth sharing daily, at least most of the time.

I want to bring thoughtful, interesting, maybe even sometimes inspiring words to this space. I want to be authentic about who I am, what I'm struggling with, what I'm celebrating. I will still write about fashion because I just love clothes and there's no point pretending I don't. I hope to balance more substantive posts with lighter entries. Because not every day is serious and thought-provoking nor is it always easy and fun. I'll still write about fitness, because that is still important to me too. And a blogger can't have six kids and a funny husband without writing about that sometimes too.

As I share my other resolutions you'll see where my content will come from, at least in part. I'm excited to start a new year with a renewed focus on writing.

Merry Christmas 2012

noreply@blogger.com (nicole) — Mon, 24 Dec 2012 20:57:00 +0000

Merry Christmas! I hope your holiday is one of joy and peace. And I hope that 2013 is full of more of the same. (this was our Christmas card photo)

Photo by Rachel Klapprodt, A Moment in Life Photography

Race Report

noreply@blogger.com (nicole) — Thu, 13 Dec 2012 21:49:00 +0000

The race has come and gone. I'd say that that means I won't talk about running anymore, but that would be a lie.

I was a bit nervous all day Saturday, which was a little silly, as I knew I could finish the race and really, what was there to be nervous about? No one was judging me but myself. We woke up at 4:30 Sunday morning (Travis is awesome for going with me, and so is my dad) and started getting ready. I took a shower and dried my hair and everything, just to help me wake up. Ate some breakfast (hard for me that early in the morning) and we were on the road.

Holy traffic, Batman! 20,000 people trying to get to the same place is insane. And when we got close we realized we could go around the worst of it--what a waste of time!

Anyway, we got to the expo hall and I left my dad and Travis to get to the start line. December in Dallas can be unpredictable weaather-wise. I was happy it was in the 60s, although it was too humid. Still better than rainy and cold! I found my corral and also saw a few friends. I planned to start with a group that was slower than my normal pace, as I was afraid I would start too fast otherwise. Next time I won't do that, as I spent my first three miles trying to get to my average pace.

Despite that start, I felt great for the first 9 miles. I did realize around mile 6 that my app was off on the distance, as it would say I completed a mile before I could even see the mile flag on the course. Still, I felt strong and nothing was hurting. I got Gatorade at the water stations, had my own water in my hand, and brought along protein balls for fuel. I was hitting my pace, as far as I could tell, and enjoying the course.

But things took a dive during mile 10. My calves started cramping and fatigue set in. I had to stop and stretch a couple of times, and each time I started running again my feet hurt for the first few strides. Still, I was doing okay on time and I wasn't in debilitating pain. I pushed through and made it to mile 12, where I was determined I would finish strong.

So I did.

I saw my dad and Travis as I approached the finish line. While I was waiting to get my finisher shirt Travis let me know my finish time was 2:21:53. I was hoping to get in at 2:10, but I was still happy with my finish. Since my last two weeks of training did not go as planned, I was very happy to finish in the same time as my previous half. And now I have a goal for next year!

This week I have felt great. No pain and I was itching to run by today. I did a quick lap after my strength workout and look forward to running more tomorrow. This was a great race for me. I'm so blessed to be in good health and able to do this.

This is Not Ideal

noreply@blogger.com (nicole) — Mon, 03 Dec 2012 23:12:00 +0000

Thanks so much for all of your thoughtful comments on last week's post. It felt really good to write it and to know that so many of you can relate.

After writing that and feeling so lifted by all of you, reality came crashing in.

We have a stomach bug. And it is a most nefarious bug. Lily threw up a few times Wednesday night, but was better by morning. And Thursday everyone was in good health and I thought maybe we had been blessed by the viral gods.

Alas, her illness was merely a prequel to the real deal.

Ben spent all of Friday throwing up. Mostly while sitting on me. I did not move from my couch save for the shortest of breaks for 24 hours. And even once he kept food down he was still a clingy, sad mess. He did not return to normal until late last night.

And still I hoped it would just be the two youngest to suffer. The curse of a large family is that there are plenty of people to acquire germs and store them. And sure enough, Taylor was afflicted last night. And oh my word, forget abs of steel from exercise, you develop abs of steel from cleaning up puke on your walls and elsewhere. Bad news, folks.

Today Taylor has rested and sipped on water and seems to be recovering. But now I wait, holding my breath with each cough, burp, or funny look. Just knowing that someone else is going to fall prey to this menace.

I'm supposed to run 13.1 miles on Sunday. My longest run up to this point has been 10 miles and that will be three weeks ago by race day. I have to tend to my people first, this week. I will hope and pray that I get to run on Sunday. And I will extend grace to myself for whatever effort I can muster. If I am spared illness and able to run, I will not focus on my time. I will celebrate good health.

I will celebrate not having to clean up vomit even more.

The Struggle

noreply@blogger.com (nicole) — Tue, 27 Nov 2012 17:43:00 +0000

There is struggle in all that I do lately, is how I feel.

I struggle with contentment. So much. I push against gratitude and awareness of how incredibly blessed I am. I reject every piece of evidence that says I am favored and well-loved.

I run and I do push-ups and so on and whatever, and then I see what someone else did; how they went farther or pushed harder and I diminish my efforts. Instead of acknowledging how far I have come, I look at where I could still go. But then I look at myself (so vain!) and see all the evidence of my hard work, of efforts only I could make, and I try to hang on to that for a bit.

I read a person's words and I am tempted to delete my own. To scrap this whole blog thing, and forget that I ever called myself a writer. I struggle to get one post a week here, while others write daily. But I try to remember that six (!) years ago I didn't even know I had the words in me.

I struggle with an inclination to laziness and resentment. Wanting acknowledgment for what I get done while failing to do all that needs to be done. I know that it is immature and irrational. I know that no one is keeping tabs and checking to see who is ahead. I try to resolve to do better.

The internet is a wonder and a beast. We can find words and friends to push us and inspire us and encourage us. Or we can find words and strangers behind a screen that tear us down, that make us forget who we are and how blessed our life is.

My poor husband and a few close friends have to deal with my struggle nearly every day. They see me go from confident and secure to doubting and fearful in the seeming blink of an eye.

Ultimately, I know what I need to do. All of this struggle stems from failing to seek God in my life. I'm still in a spiritual desert, knowing I could get out, but not doing much about it. But coming here, and telling you about the struggle, tells me that I am winning. And that is enough.

Just Write with Heather of the EO

What I Wore to Thanksgiving Dinner

noreply@blogger.com (nicole) — Thu, 22 Nov 2012 18:01:00 +0000

The charming, fabulously stylish Grace of Camp Patton is hosting a link-up for all of us to share our outfits for the day. Our family is very casual, so no fancy clothes here. Also, we've never hosted a holiday dinner. We always go to my parents or to Travis's extended family. That means I didn't even get dressed until 11:30 this morning. A real fancy life over here, folks.

I know you're thinking I just uploaded a random picture from the summer, but I did not. It is in the 70s here today and we've been warned by our family that the AC will not be turned on and to dress accordingly. So skirt and tank it is. It will cool off to a more seasonable 62 or so tomorrow. As a native Texan, I am just fine with this weather. Cold is overrated.

Happy Thanksgiving to you and yours!

Too Much to Say it All

noreply@blogger.com (nicole) — Wed, 21 Nov 2012 15:49:00 +0000

It is the week of Thanksgiving, and so like most bloggers I am writing about thankfulness.

Often, when I am running, I find myself at some point trying to distract myself from the discomfort or the tiredness or whatever, especially during distance runs. And one of the best ways for me to do that is to pray for others. As I think about the trials and blessings of our friends and family I can't help but be mindful of how very blessed I am.

I'm so thankful for good health, for my entire family. None of us are daily plagued by a chronic condition. I'm able to get out and exercise daily with no limits other than my own fitness level. My kids go to school without medication or restriction. We are so blessed in our health.

I'm so thankful for my husband. He goes to work without complaint and does his job very well. He carries the burden of providing for us with grace and charity. He meets our every need and then some. He puts up with me and my princess ways. He parents our children with joy (most of the time) and patience. He is an example to me of surrendering to God's will for our lives and I'm absurdly lucky to be his wife.

I'm so thankful for my children. I'm naturally inclined to astounding levels of selfishness, but they draw me out of myself daily. They put up with my moods and my lack of patience with surprising calm. They bring laughter and joy to our days and I am sure I don't deserve their grace, but they give it anyway.

I'm so thankful for our extended families as well. Our parents, aunts and uncles, siblings and cousins. Travis and I are both lucky to be a part of families that love unconditionally and share their blessings with us so freely. As we raise our own children we are so lucky to have such good examples around us.

I'm so thankful for our community. We are surrounded by people that extend love to us in so many ways. From our "Church Grandma" to neighbors we are never at a loss for people willing to come to our aid or celebrate in our triumphs.

I could go on and on here, but I won't. I'll just say that if I started listing all the reasons I am thankful I would likely never come to and end. We continue to be blessed beyond measure.