Nap time 😴 

“You get OUT what you put IN.”.


As I lay down in our nap time bed, with a worn-out, overtired, now passed-out toddler with her arm over my belly, I am forced to acknowledge that I may not have handled that morning as well as I intended to.

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I feel the familiar feeling of unworthiness creep into my thoughts and feel them. Ugh. Why?

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I have learned, from the personal development our company holds in high regard and through my therapy, to experience ALL my feelings. Feel the feels. And TRULY feel them. Good and bad. So I know that the good feelings are ones I WANT and can have again, and the bad ones are unwanted but also WELCOME because they make the good feelings so much sweeter.

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I have been through them before and survived. I can do it again.

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I think back to this morning and this week. Have I truly given out the energy into the world I have wished to received?

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Truthfully, I check myself and realize that I haven’t. I thought I was, but that just isn’t true.

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I had enjoyed myself so much over the break, spending time with my loved ones, feeling energetic and healthy, waking up when I wanted instead of when I HAD TO.

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So the mere thought of returning to work had my anxiety levels up in arms. I blocked myself from receiving LOVE, and instead I chose to live in FEAR.

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No wonder I was hit with anxiety this week and couldn’t bring myself to leave the house yesterday morning. No wonder Narra had a hard time transitioning to her nap today, while I slowly became more impatient as the cries went on and on. She has been feeding off my unbalanced energy.

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What had changed from Spring Break? The answer: Nothing really. Except for the way I PERCEIVED my life.

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My family is still here. I still get to spend time with them Morning and evening (and all evening because we co-sleep). I can still feel the energy and health I felt while away. Consistent workouts and Shakeology will help you with that. I can still wake-up when I want to. I am the one setting those alarms. I CHOOSE to wake up when I do because I need to be ready to help teach students who otherwise couldn’t learn without the skills I bring to the job.

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I make these choices. My life is on my terms.

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When Narra wakes up from her nap today, I choose to do a reset.

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I choose to learn in LOVE instead of FEAR. I choose to unblock myself and welcome the infinite abundance that the universe has in store for me. No more anxiety around work or transitions. I CHOOSE everything I do. I take RESPONSIBILITY for making my goals happen.

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It is NO ONE’S job but MY OWN to make sh!t happen. 

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And it all starts by UNBLOCKING yourself with self-care and WELCOMING the powerful energy connecting you to what is already YOURS. 

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Your health. Your financial freedom. Your LOVE. Your LIFE. 

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Mean Girls and Babywearing


I love babywearing. Carrying my daughter close to my heart, wearing her on my front. She has gotten pretty big. She is a toddler now. And I’ve had some concerned comments from friends and family asking why we haven’t transitioned to back carries or like using the stroller. My reasons:.

1. She is light.

2. I am stronger than I have ever been in my life (thank you daily workouts)!

3. Back carries mean I miss out on valuable lessons and conversation with my strong little lady. Conversations like this one…

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On one of our walks along a busy road in our city, we passed by a school on what looked like some free time they were having outside before school ended for the day.

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A group of 4 girls were sitting on the top of a hill, beside the school building, overlooking the road we walked along. They had to be about 11 or 12 years old.

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Narra quickly pointed them out even though we were about 40 feet away. 

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“Girls! Look at the big girls, mommy!”

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“Yes! Look at them having fun!” I smiled at Narra. She loves noticing older kids. She has been watching them run, jump and play since her neck could support her baby head and follow along with their movement. 

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As we walked a couple more steps down the sidewalk, the other side of the building came into view and what I saw there made my heart sink.

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Another girl, same age, sitting alone. Looking sad. Right away I knew what was going on there. This girl wasn’t part of the group. And I could tell she wanted to be.

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I have been blessed with a daughter with empathy skills from the get-go. I think it was at 9 months, we were at the playground and she pointed out a boy who was crying and said, “Boy sad,” and looked up at me with sad puppy dog eyes. I had to give HER a hug to comfort her.

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Before she could talk, she would crawl over to me in the thick of my postpartum, when I would be having a bad day, and sit in my lap and hug me.

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She has seen me sob and cry. And I’m not ashamed to say she has been one of the “first responders” on the scene of my tears, as much as I have been on hers. She has seen me fall, but she has also seen me rise again.

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I stopped on the sidewalk. We stopped. I wished I could tell the girl that things would be okay. That those girls probably weren’t her people, that girls can be cruel sometimes. But I couldn’t.

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So instead of helping with the girl, I stood there with my 2 year old daughter and asked her what the girl sitting alone might be feeling.

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“She’s sad.”

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“Yes. She seems sad. I think she might want to play with her friends. But her friends are up there without her.”

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In true Narra fashion, she buried her face into my chest and let out a whimper. She could feel the girl’s pain. I could feel it, too. I have been that girl BY HERSELF. And one day, I fear Narra might be that girl, too.

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But I knew something good could come out of this. A lesson could come out of this.

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I gave Narra a hug and a kiss. We looked at each other and felt happy we were together. And then I told her if she ever saw someone alone who might want to play, she can be a good friend and ask her. That’s how people can be good friends. It will make them feel happy! It might even make you feel happy, too!

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Narra gave me a kiss and I told her I loved her. And that the girl’s mommy loved her too.

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My daughter is two. But it is NEVER too early to teach compassion and empathy. Did she understand all of that? Probably not. But I keep thinking, I don’t always understand things the first time I hear about them. And to me, it is important Narra knows how to be a good person to others not just for them, but for HERSELF. So I will keep teaching her and asking her questions until it makes sense. 

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I am so grateful that I have surrounded myself with women who are just like me. Who see the girls around the corner and don’t leave them there by themselves. I am grateful for my team of ladies, my accountability group challenge sisters who I know, are on top of that hill, laughing and playing but also open and inviting of others to come JOIN US.

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So if you’re the girl by herself, please reach out. You just need to find your people. We can be your people. I can be your people.

Recipes!!!

I posted a picture last week on my Facebook of some wicked awesome coconut Curry Beef I made in the Instant Pot.

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I love my Instant Pot. It has really changed the way I cook food. Like, hello? How else can you cook a whole FROZEN chicken in less than a hour?

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Being a working mom, having meals I can set and forget and have ready in minutes is soooo important to me.

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I’ll share more IP love with you all next time, but for now, I want to be good with my word and share my recipe with you!

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ENJOY! 

Star Anise Chicken in the Instant Pot

Are you a perfectionist? Have you ever been so AFRAID to fail that it’s kept you from doingthe things you’ve always wanted to do?

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That’s me right there. I am your classic case of perfectionism. I was pretty naturally good at a lot of things (boast post!) so when something didn’t end up working out for me or if it took more than one try, I was quick to give up and say “Sorry, man! Not for me!”

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My perfectionist tendencies has kept me from doing LOTS of things. Including seemingly trivial things like trying new recipes.

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I LOVE TO EAT. And cook. And eat. Haha.

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But when it comes to trying new recipes, I’m going to be honest and say I get a little anxious if it doesn’t work out.

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I’m afraid of failing. I’m afraid of the recipe being good enough and somehow it being conveyed as ME not being good enough. I’m afraid of wasting time, money and energy on something I worked really HARD on.

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But what I’ve learned as coach through personal development and self-improvement has taught me that nothing great has come from comfort zones.

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We live our happiest lives when we are learning and growing and it isn’t always easy to do that.

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So when I decided to modify this recipe for the Instant Pot and make it my own, and actually SHARE it, it was a BIG step for me.  It meant I would be pushing outside my comfort zone. It meant I would be spending a little more time, money and energy than I really wanted to. But lady, was it ever worth it!

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I’ve actually tried this recipe TWICE now and once it has failed.

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But I never gave up. I didn’t quit.

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After another time, I got it RIGHT!

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Imagine if I had quit??

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I wouldn’t be able to share this amazing recipe with you all!!!

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Here it is. Star Anise Chicken in the Instant Pot!

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STAR ANISE CHICKEN in the Instant Pot

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Ingredients:

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8 chicken thighs

2 tsps minced garlic

2 tsps fresh minced ginger

1/4 cup Apple cider vinegar

1 Tbsp honey

1/4 cup water

1/4 cup tamari or low sodium soy sauce

2 star anise pods

Juice of half an orange

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Green onions for garnish

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Method:

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1. Press sauté function on pot. Brown chicken on both sides.

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2. Add the rest of the ingredients into the pot.

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3. Press cancel to stop Sauté function. Put lid on pot. Make sure it is set to “sealing”.

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4. Press Manual button and set time for 15 minutes on High. Wait for the pot to count down until the chicken is finished cooking. Set and forget. Go play with your kids or read a book. ❤

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5. Let the pot naturally release for 5 minutes and then do a quick pressure release to safely open the lid.

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6. Serve and enjoy! 😋

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Have you tried this recipe or are you going to try it? Let me know! I’d love to hear how yours turns out and what you think of it!