Thursday, March 31, 2016

What You Don't Know About Motherhood



It's interesting to me the things I judged about mothers before I became one. Not because I was being rude, but because I simply didn't know. I was ignorant. I had no idea why every single parent in the history of parents would buy a minivan. Or why in the Heck they would put those ugly shades up in the window. Totally ruins the cosmetic appeal of your car! I didn't get that parent who would dare let their kid out of the house without shoes and socks on. I assumed the mother with stickers and paint up her arms was just too lazy to put herself together before running errands. I thought I knew what it was to be tired, or that my fatigue as a non parent was comparable to theirs....HA! No amount of college studying or hangover or pets even amounts to the weariness of parenthood....trust me, I've done them all.


I didn't get "bed times". Seriously, just let your kid stay up later on super bowl Sunday. Or put them to sleep at someone else's house. Or get a babysitter, for heaven's sake! (Rolls eyes)


I thought people who left kid toys and kid snacks all over their house were untidy. Or people who had kids that constantly said, No! Or, Mine! Had rude children.

The truth is, I learned a lot when I became a parent. For starters, minivans are economical and spacious. Each kid has a row to themselves, so they can't hit one another while screaming and throwing toys, while you get to cruise around town accomplishing all your busy mommy tasks in fuel efficient style.

My daughter goes to her pediatricians appointment barefoot. She goes lots of places barefoot. Especially in winter. Wana know why? It's not because I don't dress her properly. It isn't even because I neglect her warmth in the winter. It IS because she pulls her shoes and socks of. EVERY. SINGLE. TIME. we drive in the car. Yeah, I put them BACK ON occasionally, BUT I also punish her occasionally by making her walk outside barefoot, on the cold pavement, so that she will learn it is annoying for BOTH of us that she always takes them off.


I wear stickers all over my arms, everywhere we go, because my daughter put them there. Be glad there are only 5. There was 10 stickers! I managed to remove 5 without in the car. When we were at home, each time I took one off, she would pout and hurriedly put up another. I am her walking art board, and she is very proud of being able to remove the pretty stickers and display her artistic abilities on Mama. Of course I wear them everywhere, dimwit.
We have toys and snacks all over the house when company comes over. Duh. My Kids like to play and eat, at random non specific intervals throughout the day. My toys are organized, whether you know it or not, and I do put them away during naptime and at night. If I didn't leave half a string cheese on the fireplace, or six cheeze-its under the ottoman, my kid wouldn't eat.  Believe me.

Not only am I freakin tired, 24/7, but I literally have started to fall asleep WHILE standing up. I NEVER understood why a parent could snap at their kids, EVEN IF THE KID WAS THROWING A TANTRUM IN PUBLIC. they're just kids, I would think. Let it go. They'll grow out of it. Well, I now understand why and how you can lose your patience. When you've said something 500 times and you're running on 7 hours of sleep, for the week, and you have 9 missed calls, 41 unread emails, two upcoming church talks to prepare, you haven't eaten a full meal in weeks, you're suffering from a serious back injury and aren't allowed to take pain killers because you're breastfeeding, and/or you know it could cause harm to your child, you will raise your voice ! It happens sometimes. Big freakin whoop.

I put my kids to bed, at the same time, every night, no matter what...because they turn into two, hostile, carnivorous, Purple People Eaters if I don't, and guess who gets to deal with that ??? Not you, and not you, single person judging me. I don't care if the Angels are about to win the world series, or if it's New Years Eve, or if we just won the lottery. I'll put my children to bed at 8pm, thank you, and I'll see YOU in the morning. LIGHTS OUT. phone off. "Me time".


You put the ugly shade up in your car window, because your child screams bloody murder if the sun is in their eyes.

You make sure they have their very specific nighttime snuggly because if they don't, they scream bloody murder.

Basically everything you do in life is to prevent your toddler and baby from screaming bloody murder. Cause kids scream, all day. Every day. Its how they communicate. The mom at the grocery store with 3 screaming kids is not failing at life, she is succeeding. And she probably puts out fires all day you know nothing about.

I don't even care if I'm pretty anymore. Nope. As long as my kids are provided for, I feel beautiful. Makeup is so ridiculous at this point. My Kids want to kiss my,face and snuggle and play. I don't like seeing my makeup smeared on their clothes. I need to be able to lay down and sleep at the drop of a dime, if by some miracle, my kids go to sleep at the same time. And wearing mascara and foundation and having my hair curled is a nuisance for my naps.

Also, my kids just use my hair as a balancing tool....




I have used diapers scattered around my floor. I have a booger smear on my shirt. Could be mine. Could be theirs.

Maybe I am a little brain dead or emotional but I am also alive in more ways than ever.

I've had successful jobs and made money and traveled to different countries and done lots of single people activities. If I seem insignificant to you, I don't care. I wake up, I slay at being a mom, and I go to bed. And my kids are going to rise up warriors and defenders and exemplars. Boom.

It's true, most non parent don't know what the stress of being a parent is like, but feel bad for them when they judge you instead of hating them, because they are also missing out on perhaps the greatest part of parenthood everrrrrr. And that's the LOVE your kids will give you. 


UNCONDITIONALLY. Not like your pet bird, or cat, or dog, or even your human niece and nephew.

There are no words to describe what it feels like to receive love and affection in the purest form, from you blood offspring, but I imagine it's similar to how people describe meeting God in near death experiences. It is that special, that wonderful.

When your child gives you a kiss, it feels like you've just seen an angel. Even if they stepped on your throat, pulled your hair, poked your eye out, AND drooled in your mouth to accomplish that kiss. Its amaze balls.

So go ahead, judge my under eye bags and sticky hair and mom pouch...tell my old co-workers and ex boyfriend's how I let myself go :) I have never loved being a train wreck more than I do now!

Vegan Raw Ginger Balls

Ah! Whoops, deleted my original post, dang it. I'll try to recreate it:
Vegan Raw Ginger Balls

As many of you know, my daughter loves to bake! She knows right where her stool is in the kitchen. She points to it, and then points to my baking supplies in the pantry, and says, BAKE! Which sounds kinda like Bike, which sounds kinda like Walk. Luckily, she uses non verbal gestures so I know exactly what she means.

Today, she wanted to BAKE!
I looked at the ingredients in my pantry and plugged a few keywords into the internet and got a couple options. 

I chose the ginger balls because I'm a sucker for anything ginger!
(Gingersnap cashew milk ice cream is a fav)

I found a recipe on Pinterest and, like most of my Pinterest experiences, it didn't go anything like I planned. NBD. I added a few of my own touches and they were still delish!






 They look completely different, but they taste great!
Here's what I did for my vegan raw Ginger Balls!
Prep time: 15 min
Chill time 1 hour
I combined the following in my Ninja Blender :
2 packages of Dates (no pits)
1 tbsp cinnamon
1 teaspoon ginger (I didn't have the produce, so I used the spice)
3 cloves (use ground cloves if possible)
1/4 teaspoon vanilla extract
1/4 C oats
1/4 C chia seeds
2 tbsp coconut oil
2 tbsp coconut flour


The original recipe didn't call for any oil and when I'd blended my ingredients together, it was dry as flour! It didn't call for coconut flour or chia seeds either. My personal touch. After well blended, I rolled into balls and chilled. It was super easy.

Bonus? They were a huge hit with my 2 year old!!

3 Ingredient Healthy Fudge

Yep, you heard right. 3 ingredients!!!!



Prep time: 5 min (or less)



Chill time: a couple hours. I let mine chill over night and me and my toddler went to town on it at 7:21am. No joke. Hey. She slept through the night !!! That deserves a treat....for both of us:)
So you use a half cup of Almond Butter.
Two and a half tablespoons of coconut oil.
And two and a half tablespoons liquid sweetener of choice. Warm in the microwave if you have to, until all is liquefied and stir smooth. Voila!



I used a small tray but you can use candy molds if you want, then chill in the fridge.
Oh, I topped mine with pecans. Because!
It is seriously so yummy. Totally worth it for breakfast. Give it a try and let me know what substitutions or fun additions to try.

Wednesday, March 30, 2016

52 Weeks of Gratitude Week 13

"Most of what God requires us to do in this life is out of courtesy to others. Sometimes, it means doing something we didn't want to, or giving up something we did want, to help someone else. It doesn't matter if we are the most successful, talented, or liked, human being, if we are not courteous to those around us."

--Me

Week 13: a trial you have overcome.

This 52 Weeks of Gratitude is significantly helping me focus on how blessed I am, instead of how stressed I am. That, in and of itself, is a trial I'm overcoming!! However, I want to pick one rather personal. Instead of going into detail, I'll highlight the main point.

You've heard me talk about my behavior towards people I find tiresome. There is a person I know who has given me grief for some time. They've lied to me, offended me. Hurt my feelings. Been rude to everyone around them, stomping their feet to get what they want. Pretty much just been awful, in every avenue. I've had a rough time being forgiving and compassionate towards them. I have attended the temple (LDS) several times, each time being prompted to add their name to the prayer roll. I kept thinking, well, obviously that means this person needs help. Deep down, I want to want to help them. But as of now, I can only want God to help them. So I put their name on the prayer roll and went on my way. I finally came to realize just now, week 13 of 2016, that I was not putting their name down for their same, but for my own!  I was being taught a very important lesson each time I was prompted to write down that person's name.


 The lesson was this : you don't have to like them. You don't have to like what they do. But you do have to love them the way Jesus would. And be courteous in your actions !


 I immediately thought of all the rude things I'd said or done (no, I'm not a backstabber, but I did remark on my dislike of this person often) or I would just ignore them altogether. I felt bad about it. My level of resentment towards their unkind demeanor lifted. I felt sorry for them, instead of angry. My trial I overcame was compassion and forgiveness for people who don't ask for it even after being a rotten human. Lets face it, I have been rotten at times. It just takes others longer to realize that they are not being good. Maybe they never will? Who knows. It doesn't matter because I am only in charge of myself, and it has made me much happier to be content with the person I was struggling to tolerate. I'm at peace, knowing they may never change, or befriend me, or care about my ups and downs, or stop doing all of that to everyone else they come in contact with. I understand that they live in a bit of misery, some of it self induced, some of it I have no idea. And I can feel sorry for their misery and perhaps be a light for them, instead of another bitter person to come and go. I feel renewed and strengthened. 

I call that success!! And a magnificent blessing and a miracle and the hand of my Heavenly Father at work.

Monday, March 28, 2016

Vlog Collab: Elise MamaBear & Documenting Brittany

Dumb things People Do Collab
Our vlog is up!!
This is our first official collab, guys, and we are stoked!!
https://m.youtube.com/channel/UCfNHgPkIu4v5dzWaxY6HbZg
Check it out and leave us a comment. And subscribe  you're awesome.

Monday, March 21, 2016

52 Weeks of Gratitude Week 12

Weeeeeeek 12!!!
(Spring is here. Eeeee!)
So we are on week 12 of the 52 weeks of gratitude Challenge and this week's prompt is your favorite personality trait! Haha...

Well, my go to is usually humor, but since I chose that under 5 things i like about myself, I'm going to go with my second option which is my "air of confidence". I'm not talking about thinking I'm super sexy. Although I'd call myself sexy in my yoga pants, with soggy breast pads and baby barf down my leg....oh, yeah baby. No, I mean my confidence in life. I pride myself on being centered, and knowing how to go about my business in a kind and calm manner. 99% of the time.

"Rudeness is the weak person's imitation of strength."

We all know those rude people, the ones that don't know how to go about their business kindly, or who pretty much can't do anything nice. They use rudeness to bully people, or to get their way. It is most certainly an imitation of strength. They are horribly insecure individuals. I also pride myself on not being insecure. I'm very self-assured. 99% of the time.

I know who I am, where I came from, where I'm going, and how I'm going to get there= God. Heavenly Father. His Son. That is my everything, and I try to revolve my life around it entirely. Because of that, I avoid anyone or anything that will threaten my potential, be a negative/rude camaraderie, or just put a roadblock in my way. That is why I chose this quote to go along with this week.

"Weak people revenge.
Strong people forgive.
Intelligent people ignore."

Not only did I laugh out loud but it couldn't be MORE TRUE for who I am....AND NOW YOU KNOW WHY I IGNORE YOU;););)

Onward, ever onward. Press forward ever on to serve our King.
Happy Monday y'all

Saturday, March 19, 2016

My Kids Don't Respect Adults

My Kids Don't Respect adults.
My Kids respect everyone.


Well, my kids are (nearly) 2 and (nearly) 6 months, so they kinda are at an advantage. Most of what they say and do consists of weeping, wailing, and gnashing of teeth.
Nonetheless, I am raising them to be incredibly respectful human beings. I want my kids to respect adults, other kids, seniors, juniors, animals, property, you name it.

This idea that kids don't have to respect other kids because they're "just kids" is beyond me. It makes absolutely no sense. In fact, it supports bullying and turns kids into bullies and victims. These days, we are having more problems with bullies and less respectful human beings, and it starts with parents not teaching their kids the value of kindness.


I have made it my dying wish to have kind children that grow into even kinder adults. I have vowed to handle each baby cry fest, or toddler tantrum, with all the kindness I can muster, and serve as an example to them that respectful behavior is not just necessary, or necessary between children and kids, but that it is crucial kids respect adults, adults respect kids, and kids respect one another.


I do not believe kids need to "respect adults" for the sake of respecting a senior. Human beings are not superior to one another because of age. That is not what Christ taught. Yes, we must honor our mother and father, but we must also love one another as Jesus loved us.

It is important to be a respectable adult, however, if you expect children to respect you. It is hypocritical to hold a minor to a standard you do not hold yourself to. If you do not lead by example, or if you are an unkind human, a kid is going to pick up on that. If you yell at them and scream or cuss, or lie or steal, etc, and then turn around and try to teach your kid right and wrong, be ready for some hardship.


Adults must also respect children. Just because they are younger does not make them dumber or inferior. In fact, these souls have come to earth in the latter days, in harder times, with more prominent sin. If you ask me, they are stronger souls than we ever will be. It is our job to raise them appropriately. To teach them kindness and love and respect, for all the people of the world.


I do not condone disrespectful behavior in any person, regardless of age. I am actually very strict on who I allow in my home and around my kids based on their level of kindness. I truly find it so critical that I focus so much of my parenthood on instilling this attribute, and I have found it to be enjoyable, rewarding (Heck yes. My Kids are sooo sweet) and also fairly manageable. I think people who give up educating their chilren on the basic principle of respect are....well....lazy. Sorry. But it's the truth. It takes effort, constant, effort. All day. Every day. To counteract bad moments, replace them with good ones. It also makes me work on MYSELF! Because I know I am being watched and emulated




I have found it quite easy to handle my toddler's "toddler" behavior and you know what, when I do so in a Christ like manner, she responds very well. I do not yell at her, or around her. I lead by example. I act in a way I want her to act. She is still a sweet, gentle human and I am so proud of her.


I encourage everyone to look out for our future by protecting our posterity and teaching them better skills to be kind and respectful individuals. It is NEVER too young to learn!!

Thursday, March 17, 2016

Low Carb Stuffed Spaghetti Squash

Stuffed Spaghetti Squash


My last recipe was a vegan meal. This one could easily be if you leave out the Apple chicken sausage and use vegetable stock instead of chicken stock. However. Since I occasionally enjoy lean meats, I thoroughly suggest the organic Apple chicken sausage!!
I used 1 large spaghetti squash, prepared by baking it at 400 degrees for 40 minutes. (cut length wise, remove seeds, place face down on a cookie sheet with a little water.)
Meanwhile, I sauteed the sausages (3 cut up) with 2 cloves of garlic. I cooked a package of quinoa in a separate pan, using half water and half chicken stock.
When the sausages where done, I added diced celery and carrots with a tbs of rosemary. Perhaps a cup full of both veggies combined. I added the quinoa when it was finished and at the last minute threw in some chunks of kale. I took out my spaghetti squash, shredded it as necessary, filling it with the quinoa mixture and adding a little of the spaghetti squash. I topped it with chopped almonds. It was SOOOO good, I'm still dreaming about it. Give it a try, and feel good for putting healthy easy alternatives in your body!
Yum.

Vegan Burger: Black Bean Burger

Black Bean Burger

I'm not a vegan vegan. I'm not anti meat or anti cheese. (mmm cheese) But I have to be very cautious how I eat, for my body, and for my son who I am still nursing. I cannot, CANNOT, have dairy unless I want to really have a colic day. NO THANKS.
When I'm nursing, I am strict on my dairy. I also just eat small amounts of meat. One of my fav cheat meals is a hamburger. Scratch that, a cheeseburger! My go to vegan option is my Black Bean burger!! It's amazing. Sidenote: my husband even loves them and he is a food/meat connoisseur.
If you're interested, it takes 5 min to prepare and all night to enjoy, plus it is super low calorie! 
Patty Recipe:
I use my ninja blender and combine the following:
1 Can organic Black Beans (rinsed)
Half cup bread crumbs of choice
About 2 tbsp dried cilantro
Dash of black pepper
Dash of garlic salt
When they're at a refried bean consistency, remove and roll into balls. Pat flat.
I "fry" them on my stovetop, sprayed with just a little coconut oil. When I flip them, I top with dairy free cheese. Okay, so it's kinda like cheddar flavored tofu when eaten plain, but on top of stuff you can't even tell! It's yummy. I swear.
I then used one slice of bread of choice, mashed avocado with mustard, and topped with kale and tomatoes.
It's gourmet!! Low cal. Easy. Fast. What more could you want in a recipe? Plus, you feel like you're eating a cheeseburger. Heck, make it a double!
Try it sometime, even if you're not interested in going vegan. Let me know if you have any good vegan recipes worth trying.

Wednesday, March 16, 2016

"Utah People" What are Utah People Like?

Vlog 6 for Documenting Brittany!
I'm proud of this one...



Thanks, and have fun!
And don't freakin get offended. :)

What I Would Change About The World

What Would I Change About the World?
 

World Peace, duh.

And Utah drivers. Definitely Utah drivers.

In fact, coming soon....a Vlog about Utah People. :)
Oh man, its gonna be great!

Until then, please enjoy. Have a sense of humor.
Happy hump day!

Documenting Brittany: Vlog 5: Stuff I Hate

Stuff I Hate.
Documenting Brittany: Vlog 5

Humor intended.
Please know that everything I make fun of is something I typically do, or have done.
So, calm your tit.
But just one tit.
Leave your other tit crazy.


That your party tit.

Tuesday, March 15, 2016

Powerful Words for Upcoming Easter Remembrance

Easter is approaching and I am looking for ways to incorporate Christ more into my day to day life.

I read a wonderful talk tonight with a wonderful message about seeing one another through our parents' eyes. (it can be found on lds.org titled: It isn't about you, but what God can do through you.)

It really amazed me. I do understand it isn't about me or my talents. It is about how I use them for God's purposes. It doesn't matter if I'm the best singer in the world if I'm not using my gift to testify of Christ. My attitude also won't help me help others or love them if I can't see them how my Heavenly Father sees them. Especially people I find trying.

So. As stated, I am going to "beg" for the ability to love my neighbors the way a parent would love their child. Even the buggers:) I will pray to be filled with humility and see if I can draw closer to them, despite their untoward actions. It will be great !!! I can't wait for Easter, y'all.

Hoppy Easter comings!!

Monday, March 14, 2016

52 Weeks of Gratitude: Week 11

Week 11
Someone Who Inspires You.


I picked several people in my post on Instagram. Including MY HUSBAND. Both of my sisters, Jeffrey R. Holland, and my friend Erik.  However, I decided for my blog post I was going to include one more crucial person...ME!
I inspire myself? Why, yes. I do. Here is why: I am a better person today than I was yesterday.

I'm growing into this thing called womanhood, and I'm realizing that my confidence is taking me great places. Yeah, I have the occasional doubt, but for the most part, my confidence is rock solid. I know what I've got, what I'm not and who I am. (Those are lyrics from the song I walked down the aisle too) I have realized that happiness is a choice. Duh. But one you have to literally make daily, despite and in spite of everything else. It isn't about your adversity, but how you react to it, that matters. The truth is, being a confident woman is different than being a loud woman, an arrogant woman, a "sexy" woman, or a successful woman. In fact, possessing confidence has little to do with any of those. I love this quote, Confidence is silent. Insecurity is loud.


When I see insecure women, I am reminded of the insecure girl I used to be. Loud. Boastful. Obnoxiously self centered. The majority of my conversations were about myself, bragging about the good and exaggerating the bad. I know a few women like this and I actually feel sad when I'm around them because it is a reminder that I once lived in that insecure realm, and that a lot of women can't break free of it. It's interesting that we should characterize people by their actions, not their words. Because people can, and will, say anything. In the right moment, they use the right words. But do they do the right thing?

Okay, so I still have a bad habit of talking about myself...on my blog...and in person...and in text...because I'm a writer and that's what we do. Nonetheless, my attitude has morphed from even last year till now. I have eliminated most of my big insecurities and have only a few self doubts left, most of them about motherhood. I almost can't be around deeply insecure people. I am scarcely tolerate them for a few minutes. Why? I don't like to live in remembrance of my own past insecurities. They bring me down. Its annoying. Yada yada. They are people who will say anything, but rarely do good. Their actions are negative while they flounce around chattering glittery remarks. It fools only the fool. A person can say nice things, in general, or to me, but if they act rudely, even towards other people, I cannot find it in my heart to call them a friend. (unless it is PMS time...you get 1 free Get Out Of Jail card...1!!) Usually these people make it a habitual problem...they are insecure. It was me, 6 years ago.


I inspire myself because I saw that unfit, sad little girl in a 20-something year old body and I told her, Snap out of it! Plus, I was going to be a mom and I knew how I was going to raise my children...to be Kings and Queens! To know their value and their worth. So, I thought, I ought to know my own. You know what? I don't care how many wrinkles I have. The only time I notice them is when that one insecure girl starts blabbing about how much botox she gets done. I don't care about my gray hairs until I go to work and do hair for a living, and have beautiful people sit in my chair all day and tell me they feel ugly with gray hair. I'm a cosmetoglist and I can and will tell you, THE COLOR OF YOUR HAIR IS NOT WHAT MAKES YOU BEAUTIFUL. Maybe it makes you feel pretty, and can prefftify you in some superficial way (which is fine...in moderation) but beauty has to originate some place else. The heart. The mind. The soul. I don't care about my muffin top until girls who have had babies complain about losing their 6 pack. I LOOOVE to work out and consider myself a fit girl. Do I do it for others? Or to look good in a bikini? Nah. I do it for myself and my health. My wellth! I don't care about looking or acting or being a younger more Hollywood-ized version of myself because, I will quote one of my fav songs played on Christian radio, "I don't need my name in lights, I'm famous in my Father's eyes." He knows my name. I had it all once, and every opportunity. I'm so glad I did not follow that path. Fame is not my game.


My ultimate goal in life is to be secretly incredible. Isn't that beautiful? Secretly incredible, like Christ. A sincere, confident, loving person who was quiet and meek by nature. Hated, unfortunately, but only by those who lacked. As I grow closer to this goal, I recognize some of that antagonistic behavior from people who maybe lack the confidence. I wish I was strong enough to be their friend and support my own, but I'm not...so I kinda just act like they don't exist. But maybe next year I'll be better and be able to carry my load and theirs. I will make it a goal to eliminate remaining bad behaviors of mine, including insecurities I have about failing as a mother or wife. Knowing my old bad behaviors has made it easier and more painful to spot the bad behaviors in others. I'm still searching for the magic cure that can 1. Help them and 2. Help me be okay with them while they are being helped.

I inspire me because I know my worth and I only feel lesser when the world tells me I am. When I shut out that voice, and put all my focus on my eternal plan, I am stupidly happy. One day I will not even hear the world's voice. I am a daughter of God. (who loves us and we love Him...YW Pledge) I know why I was sent here, what I am to do, and what my potential is in the afterlife. It is Crystal clear, no worldly femoral mortal clouds confusing me anymore. Sorry, New York...you aren't in my stars.but happily ever after is!!


I inspire me because I see my own beauty in my eyes. And I don't care who finds me "physically" beautiful anymore. No amount of physical change covers up insecurity. None. And I am in the business of physical change, trust me. I've seen it all. The most insecure people I know have changed everything about themselves and indulge in every cosmetic/surgical change available to their budget. And they're still not happy. Self love comes from a deeper place than surgery and fillers and hair color. Sometimes those can boost your confidence for a minute, but you have to get to your roots and weed out the bigger problem. (step 4 from the ARP)


I inspire me because I have given up my own plans for God's plan for me, and it feels great. Hard, but great. The blessings are much richer and longer lasting. Its so obvious now, and in my bad behavior way, I point out the ways other people have lost sight of God's plan for them. It is why they are unhappy or lost, or why they haven't met certain goals (marriage, children, jobs, life, etc) It is why they are stuck in their bad behaviors and insecurities. (one of mine is pin pointing those....ugh!!! K I'll put that on my list too)

We are all beautiful creatures and this week has inspired me to inspire me more!! Haha...be happy everyone !

Monday, March 7, 2016

52 Weeks of Gratitude: Week 10

Week 10 folks!!!!!

Can you believe it?

Wow. Spring is just around the corner and I am LOVIN this weather.

So, this week in the 52 weeks of Gratitude challenge is to name 5 things you like about yourself.

Here goes:
1. My hair
2. My teeth
3. My humor
4. My talents
5. My eyes

Stupid I know, most of them are physical traits. Its hard to pick stuff about yourself you love!! Number 4 is my favorite, though, because it's a broader term that covers the MAJORITY of what I love about myself :) I have some pretty cool talents that, when nurtured, set me apart and bring me much joy and happiness. I know God's blessed me with specific gifts to help others and I aim to do so. I do love my eyes, I get complimented on them almost daily from a stranger. I also get complimented on my teeth (which I hated almost my whole life, but now I love them so SUCK IT girl from 6th grade who made fun of me) te he.. Oh, and I now get compliments on my hair because it grew a bunch and I'm basically a glippie which is a glam hippie, because I never wash or style it and somehow people love it. Cool beans. Lastly, my humor. Aw, yes. I'm the funniest person I know. Go figure. And that's it for week 10!! See you next week.

Thursday, March 3, 2016

Belly Wrapping

Belly Wrapping
So I was a guest on Elise MamaBear's YouTube Channel.
We did a Vlog about belly wrapping.




The belly wrapping we did was strictly DIY with household items you would normally already have.
It was recommended to stay on overnight. :)

The purpose of belly wrapping is to shrink your stomach, tighten skin, detox. It is a temporary fix only. For permanent results, leave this blog post and get some medical attention. Diet and exercisssssssssseeeeee......

Anyways, it was fun. Even if the funnest part is just hanging out!

Te he he....enjoy! (And subscribe to her channel!!!)

What if Adults Did What Babies Do?

Role Reversal
Documenting Brittany
Vlog 3




Babies are so cute.

LOLS


So, this is my third Vlog for Documenting Brittany. It is a take on role reversal.
What if we adults did what babies did?

Yes, I know, my wall is very blue.

Oh, and yes, don't worry...I didn't neglect my children in the making of this.
They were a crucial part of it. :)

Also, just a tidbit of defensiveness, I don't spend hours on my phone.
This video literally took me about 12 minutes to make. Plus, documenting my life
(Documenting Brittany)
is really fun for me and I know my kids will look back
one day and be glad I did!!!


Hope you enjoy!

Leave some comments and don't forget to subscribe!

Wednesday, March 2, 2016

I'm a Better Parent Than You: Part 1


I'm a Better Parent Than You
Part 1



Remember how I said, "Humor Intended?"

This is a little home video vlogging for the day.
My first vlog ever, actually.

Hurray for me.
(Claps for self)

But really...someone needs to wax my eyebrows.


Happy watching!

What is Baby Reflux?





So, I filmed this at six in the morning. I was so exhausted and obviously looked super glamorous. Haha. This is my life. On the regular.

For people who don't know what reflux is, it is a condition where your baby is missing a valve that keeps their food down. Both my kids had it as babies. (Well my son is still only 5 months old and going strong with his vomit) It also makes them scream their heads off for 9 months or so, until their insides develop enough. Its like acid reflux or heart burn for adults. Yuck. Sucks as the baby, sucks as the parent, sucks as the laundry. Seriously, laundry wins every time. 

I don't mean like, spit up, here or there. I mean FULL on, projectile, exorcist puke machine. Soaking wet. Stinking. Loveliness. Even as I'm typing this, my son is screaming Guar. Can I just tell you how much I LOVE hearing that my kids smell like spit up? Its so fun. Do you have ANY idea how many times I have changed both of our clothes today? Yeah. We are gonna ride it out until bathttime in this slobbery wet carrot-sweet potato-squash ensemble because I'm low on detergent and emotional stability. Peace out, girl scout.

Don't judge the video quality. For professional mom blogs, check out  Elise Mama Bear Videos.  Her Vlogs are legit. 2 legit 2 quit. (For all things mama and babies!)

So anyways, it's in black and white to sort of mask my natural beauty. See my zit on my cheek? Real cute. And that hair!?! Expensive stylist. As you can tell, I have mad editing skills. Ridley Scott, I'm comin at ya! (shakes head somberly) I downloaded a random video making ap and threw it together. But it took me about 7 times to get it uploaded because I'm technologically challenged. Scratch that. I am YouTube challenged. Me and YouTube have an unhappy marriage. But like the dedicated soul I am, I keep working at it. It takes forgiveness and honest communication.

Sigh...it's been a long morning and I ran out of Mountain Dew. I've been in a great mood, however. This morning was just like every other morning, except my daughter slept in until almost 7! Of course, my son woke her up with his fussing. But I love having them join me in bed. I wanted to capture the moment because it was funny to me and I know one day I'll look back and giggle. Except not today. Because I'm still trying to figure out what to do with my tempurpedic mattress topper...

Enjoy :)

Tuesday, March 1, 2016

52 Weeks of Gratitude Week 8 and 9

Week 8 and 9 of the 52 weeks of gratitude challenge! Week 8 was express gratitude to 3 people and week 9 was log how you did and felt.

I will admit, I chickened out. I only expressed gratitude to 1 person. I guess I'm not very good at it when it isn't in the moment. Other than saying thank you to people at the store, or someone who opens a door for me, I found it difficult to go out of my way and tell someone why I was grateful for them.

However, I do understand the importance of gratitude and hopefully I make up for it every night when I pray and express gratitude to my Heavenly Father for all He has blessed me with. I also know that living a life without gratitude will lead to a life of depression. The most depressed human beings I know show very little gratitude. In fact, there is a commonality with grumpy behavior and entitlement. People who are miserable are very consumed with themselves and often feel little gratefulness. I have noticed that people who are particularly picky have forgotten how blessed they really are.

Just a random example. Someone might be superbly picky about their food. It might be cold, or not cut right, or it just didn't satisfy them. What you will come to know is that no food will satisfy them. They will eat a very fine meal and always find something wrong with it. They have forgotten how to be grateful for food. They are so worried about themselves they don't remember that much of the world has very little to eat. Cold or hard or chewy.

Another example would be someone who constantly points out the negative side of every circumstance. I used to be guilty of this and I'm sure I still slip up now and then, but I have made big efforts to change because I became really annoyed with people who only see the negative. It could be a beautiful sunny day outside, spent with family and loved ones, and a negative person will say, I forgot my sunglasses. I don't want to be here. Or whatever. You get the point. They will point out silly stupid things just to ruin a moment. They have forgotten that some,l countries are plagued with war. Some countries do not have the freedoms we have. Some places it is not even safe to be outdoors and a negative person will complain about the sunshine!?

The truth is, the more blessed we become, the more petty our complaints become. The ugly truth is, the more petty we are the more opportunities God provides for us to be humbled. Now, a negative person would choose to believe this means they live a hard life, or that God is picking on them in some way. They will claim the victim and go on living more bitter than before. They don't see how simple it is to be humble, to be grateful, and to overcome those obstacles. Because once you have been refined, God has little need to "refine" you further. It is ironic.

When you forget to be humble and grateful, your life is steered by misery, selfishness, and depression. You cannot find joy in even tiny things, because you are so worried about finding things wrong with your life. I always want to improve on this and hope I can get better and be a good example to my children. Being grateful brings you closer to Christ and helps you live a happier more fulfilling life. It is a skill and takes time to develop, but anyone and EVERYONE should do it.