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Got a lot of unfollows after my post yesterday. Ap

Got a lot of unfollows after my post yesterday. Apparently people don’t like seeing moms in bikinis. So imma go ahead and post another k? 🤣👏🏻 Don’t ever apologize for being comfortable and confident in your own skin! The world needs more of it! 🔥 Post away and tag me!

NEVER let others dull your shine! 💥 Never stop

NEVER let others dull your shine! 💥 Never stop being sprinkles with a cherry on top because everyone else likes you vanilla. 💫 Never make excuses for being comfortable and joyful in your own skin. 💫 Other peoples’ opinion of you is none of your business. Double tap if you’re with me! ⚡️⚡️ #justdoyou #youarebeautiful

You have a spark inside of you that can change you

That awkward moment when you realize you never lef

That awkward moment when you realize you never left the 90’s, and I am so 👏🏻 here 👏🏻 for 👏🏻 it! 🎉 THIS IS ME. 🎉 Let your colors play and have fun with your life! Next up: blasting my favorite 90’s R&B Pandora playlist at the pool. I started it 10 years ago with I Know What You Want by Busta and the rest is freaking history. 🙌🏻 #ifyouknowyouknow😉 Also I 💯% went to pickup in this exact outfit. ⚡️

To my children, I am a place. And it doesn't matte

Trying on outfits for girls night last night and m

Trying on outfits for girls night last night and my little mini had to help. She tried on my lipstick and perfume and said Mommy take a picture. LIFE IS GRAND. Look in the mirror and enjoy the moment. Don’t waste this time being distracted and debating with other adults over minutia. 🌟 Stop the hamster wheel. Look in the mirror. See it. 🌟 YOU ARE BLESSED. 🌟

Another trip around the sun with my sweetheart and

Another trip around the sun with my sweetheart and another anniversary workout to celebrate! 💥 We have lost a combined 55 pounds since our last anniversary (swipe). I am proud of our marriage and the life we’ve built. 🖤

Today I accidentally deleted an email draft that I

Today I accidentally deleted an email draft that I’ve used to track my weight for 10 years. “Damn it!” I exclaimed as I slid my finger too far to the left... then watched as a decade of weight gain, pregnancies, weight loss, stress, inches gained and so many inner trials, challenges and victories disappeared into the red trash can. All those numbers. Gone. I immediately Googled “how to restore deleted Gmail draft.” Yeah. You can’t. And so there I was, left without all my Numbers. I felt naked, like I’d lost part of my soul. But it didn’t matter. There was nothing I could do. My Numbers were gone. And no one could get them back. Depending on my level of emotional health, at some points in the past, my Numbers meant everything. If I didn’t like one, I’d write a note to the side of it in parenthesis, like “period day 1” or “after breakfast and coffee,” just to prove to myself there was a reason. It sounds so silly now. But as an Enneagram 3, those Numbers represented so much to me. A decade ago, those Numbers told me if I looked “fat” on-camera. They told me whether my daily 2-hour workouts were enough to reverse the 10 pounds the camera adds so that my TV station wouldn’t forward me any more “chubby” emails from viewers. Later, when I got pregnant, I’d open my Numbers to enter my weight with every doctor visit. Then naturally, each successive pregnancy, I’d go back and see if I’d gained more weight than the last baby. “That seems really unhealthy,” a friend once said to me. I couldn’t disagree. And so as a compromise to myself, I consolidated my Numbers and deleted all but the last year. As my relationship with my body became healthier, I tracked the scale less and less but I still loved seeing my measurements from month to month. Was I performing? Was my decision to love myself by eating well and sweating daily showing any difference on the outside, or was it just internal? But now... well, now it doesn’t matter. All those Numbers are gone. All that progress. All those victories. All that achievement. But here’s the deal with that. They’re actually just numbers. (Post continued in comments)

Our mom let us watch TV for 12 hours today and she

Our mom let us watch TV for 12 hours today and she’s still a great mom. Our mom didn’t really make lunch today because she was tired but we loved the unlimited popcorn and she’s still a great mom. Our mom didn’t plan any fun crafts today or even get some of us out of pajamas, and she’s still a great mom. 🌟 Whatever you did (or didn’t) do today, YOU ARE STILL A GREAT MOM. 🌟 #loveyourself #theyneedyouto

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