What I'm Loving about Being the Mom of a Teenager

Isaiah and me after our workout

The teen years are rough. They are rough to live through, and I've heard they are rough to parent. I'm a newbie "teen-mom" (that just doesn't sound right... How else do I say that I'm a mom of a teen?), and I know nothing yet, but there is no harm in starting off positive. :)

My teen boy is an incredible person. He works hard in school; he's great with little ones; and he's a good friend. The thing I'm appreciating so much lately is how he's a great listener. About a week ago, I was having a bad day. I was overwhelmed and and really stressed out. He stopped what he was doing, sat down with me, and asked me what was wrong. After I talked it out, he encouraged me to come downstairs and workout with him to cheer myself up. I did, and instead of feeling down, I was laughing with my son and getting some healthy exercise for my body.

Stressed mama transformed to happy mama

I've worked out with him a couple more times since then. He's really into fitness now, and actually put together some workouts for me. It was not easy, and definitely made this mama sweat!! I told him that you can't tell when I'm flexing anymore, and he said, "Yes, you can, Mom. When you're flexing, your arms go from flibbity flab to just flibbity..." lol Thanks a lot, bud...

It's awesome to watch your little baby grow into a young man that you can respect. It's really special to see that he's there for you when you need him.

My Whys for Starting a Business with Plexus

I am a feelings girl, not a business woman. I care about things that I'm passionate about. Starting a network marketing business isn't really my style. So, why am I doing it?

Really, my story starts with my mom. When I was a little girl, I remember my mom baking cookies, working in the yard, visiting with the neighbors, swimming, and having picnics with us in the front yard under our beautiful magnolia tree. Mom seemed pretty happy. When I was around 10 years old, Mom started getting really tired. She was just tired all the time. She took naps, and she took us out of school to home school us. Getting up in the morning and driving us to school was getting to be too much for her. That year she home schooled us was amazing. We spent so much time together. Mom made it so special, and my little brother and I did very well. We went back to school the next year, and mom started getting really stressed. She would break down more and more frequently, and it just got worse as time went on. After a few years of this, she was finally diagnosed with depression and started taking an antidepressant. That started bringing our mom back to us. Whenever she would forget to take her medication or try to go off of it, the darkness would take over again. My mom and I have been through a lot, and I am proud of the relationship we have today despite the dark times we went through together.

I got married when I was 22 years old. We were pregnant with our first child a few months after our wedding, but spent our first Christmas in the hospital because I miscarried at 8.5 weeks. After a few more months, I was pregnant again, and we had our firstborn in February 2004, second in February 2006, third in December 2007, fourth in November 2009, fifth in September 2011, sixth in August 2013, and seventh in November 2015. I've breastfed each of these children between 15 months and almost 4 years. Postpartum depression has gotten worse with each one.  I started seeing myself go through what I had lived through with my mom, and it scared me. After our sixth child, I finally saw a doctor and started an antidepressant. In a few weeks, I started feeling like myself again! It was amazing. When I got pregnant with our seventh, I stopped my medication immediately. I was afraid it would hurt my baby. That pregnancy was the hardest pregnancy I've ever had emotionally. After I had her, I got back on my medication, and that's where I am now: 37 years old with 7 children ages 13, 11, 9, 7, 5, 3, and 1.

When my friend (also Sarah) started talking to me about Plexus, she invited me to learn more by joining a 7 day challenge group. In this group, I tried a 7 day sample pack of their signature product called Slim. Slim is a blood sugar stabilizer, and it's delicious! I watched the videos they posted everyday, and was so inspired to hear other moms like me who found themselves again after taking Plexus. They got their energy back and were able to be the happy wives and mamas they wanted to be! That's what really sold me, and I made the decision to join Plexus as an ambassador, and start my journey to a healthy gut. I cannot wait to see the healing this could bring! I want what these other people have.

The initial reason I joined as an ambassador was cost. If I paid the $35 membership fee, I would get a nice discount on my products. 2 weeks in, I am getting quickly inspired by my very energetic team to go for it with the business.

As a family of 9, money is always tight, and if I can bring in an income from this, that would really help! Here are my goals/dreams for my Plexus business:

1. I want my mom to find true healing and have a happier life because of better health.

2. I want to become my healthiest self, and be a better wife and mom than ever before. I would love to not need my antidepressant!

3. I want my husband to be his healthiest self and have more energy.

4. I want my business to completely pay for our Plexus products, and soon earn over and above that to help with our finances.

5. I never want to be defined as a "business woman". I want to help people, and if these products are going to bring physical and emotional health to me and my friends and family, that's something I can be passionate about!

Mid First Week Report

As usual, my plan is not going off without a hitch, but it's okay. :)

Monday and Tuesday went very well, and I've been doing pretty well with my macros all week, but I haven't gotten my workouts in as I was planning. Today is cheat day. YAY.

See, Wednesdays and Thursdays are a little crazy for us. Wednesday, we have dance classes from 5:30-7:00. Thursdays, Matt works a full day at the hospital, comes home and tries to sleep before going to his home care job overnight and straight to another full day at the hospital Friday morning. It's crazy. So, that kinda threw off the workout schedule.

As far as my new Plexus journey, my box arrived yesterday!!! Matt and I are splitting it for now until we can afford to get 2 Triplex combo packs per month. I had my first official Slim pink drink yesterday, and we both took a ProBio5 (their probiotic)with dinner. This morning, we both took 2 BioCleanse capsules, and Matt took 2 Xfactor capsules. Well, we are both feeling the cleanse already... especially Matt... at work... Sorry, honey!

I am so happy school is almost over! The next big thing is our dance recital. We have 5 children performing this year, and I'm in 2 performances myself! It will be quite a day!!

Anyway, I hope you are all taking care of your own O2 masks! Have a great day!

My egg whites didn't turn out too bad ;)

Mommy Makeup Tutorial with outtakes hehe

I don't always wear makeup, but when I do, It's minimal, quick, and simple. Since there are tutorials on everything under the sun nowadays, I thought I'd make a post about my mommy makeup routine.

*Step 1: Moisturizer. I ran out of my Olay face moisturizer. So, I used some baby lotion.

*Step 2: One fingertip of foundation to reduce the dark circles under your eyes.

*Step 3: Black Mascara just to make eyelashes visible.

***TAKE THE PICTURE, PHONE!!!! LOL***

*Step 4: Lipliner because it's just fun. ;)

***TAKE THE PICTURE, PHONE!!!!! LOL***

*Step 5: Lipstick to give the impression that you have it together. ;)

There you have it! Throw your hair in a messy bun, grab some coffee, and own this day, Mama!

New Before Pics and Day One of MY Journey Begins!

I am so excited to begin MY journey today. I put that in all caps everytime to constantly remind me to own it. Own this journey. Own this plan. Own my motivation. This is MY journey this time.

I am currently 150 lbs. My goal is 130 lbs. I had Matt take new before pics for me. I am trying to focus on looking ahead to future gains, not on all I lost... So, posting these requires some bravery. I have to reject all the feelings of shame that I'm tempted to feel. It's not because I'm just ashamed of how I look. It's because I lost so much that I'd worked so hard for. So, please do not think that I think a 150 lb 5'4" woman is in terrible shape. No body shaming here, and that has to start with not body shaming myself. <3 Oh, I should take measurements too. I'll have to do that next time.

I lost my food scale. So, I'm just using measuring cups for now.

After the kids got home from school, and we picked up our new fish from a neighbor, we all piled in the van to meet Daddy at the YMCA. Boy, that childcare is a total game changer!

I didn't want to do my floor exercises in front of everyone at the gym. So, I hit all the leg machines they have. I did one set of 20 at a challenging weight. Then, did one more set of 20 at one level heavier. I also did 15 minutes on the good old stairstepper. I got 50 floors in. 

After the YMCA, we got Little Caesars for the kids since we were pressed for time. We dropped off the 3 that had a dance class. Then, Matt went to Applebee's to get us some salads (Grilled Chicken caesar). I took all the croutons off of mine and didn't use the dressing. It was so good!!

When we got home, I jumped down to the basement with Isaiah and did my floor exercises. Wow! good workout!! Give it a try! Just switch the sets and reps. They got those switched around!

So, here's my day in my notebook. As you can see, Selah got a hold of it. I was under my protein, and over my carbs and fats. Not too shabby for day one, though!!

Whew!! I worked hard today!!!

Okay, but what's up with the Plexus thing??

A couple weeks ago, my friend, Sarah Centers, started talking to me about Plexus. She is a Gold ambassador, and she has seen incredible results with the products for herself and her family. She invited me to be a part of a 7 day challenge on Facebook. I tried their product called "Slim". Today was the 7th day. So, I'm out!! :(  Anyway, I watched the videos of people giving their testimonies about how the Plexus products have been life changing for them and their family. I especially related to the burned out mamas who tried it out of desperation to feel better, have more energy, and not be so grumpy with their families. I desperately want that too. By the 6th day, I was wanting what these people had. I talked to Matt, and we came up with a plan to make it work. Now, I am a Plexus ambassador, and my Triplex welcome pack will be coming to me in the next few days!!

I want to document my experience with Plexus on myo2mask so you can learn about this with me. The first thing I want to do is write a list of my whys:

1. I want to be a happy wife and mom.
2. I want more energy!
3. I would love to be able to get off of my antidepressant.
4. It would be a great bonus if I actually did make a little income with this company.
5. I want to help my husband and family be at their best.

So, it is another new adventure for me! If you want to join me and try this out, let me know. They often have those 7 day facebook challenges, and I'd love to have friends and family to walk with me in this. If you want to check out their product line, here's my fancy schmancy Plexus website: HERE.

I am a little skeptical. I have trust issues especially with sales companies... So, Plexus is going to have to prove themselves to me!

MY Journey. I'm getting excited!!

I am old school. I like to write things down in a notebook rather than use an app. I took that screenshot of Jessica Enslow's plan, and plugged in my own info. She uses iifym.com to calculate her macros. It's very simple except at the end after it asks where to send your macros, enter your name and email, but continue on the site. Use the sliders to adjust your percentages.

This is exciting! It's already empowering to see this start to come together. This mama is no longer in autopilot. I am owning this!!

Now, I need to plan my workouts.

Check out Jessica Enslow's plan on her YouTube video HERE.

Decluttering My Soul and Getting Real

I am tired of all the distractions. A lot of my friends are great at decluttering their homes and becoming minimalists. I want that too. We have way too much stuff, and it steals our joy and dominates our time. Recently though, I have been focused on the much deeper issue of decluttering my soul.

There are so many distractions that rob me of a deep relationship with God, and I am sick of it. Really. It's starting to tick me off. I am so distracted with what people expect of me, and whether or not something I do will "offend" them. I have been discouraged to the point of paralyzation in my relationship with God.

I am 36 years old, and I want to live my life!! Who did God make me to be? What are my strengths? Who am I beyond "Mom"? What did God have in mind when he made me? I want to fearlessly pursue the answers to these questions. I want to let go of the distractions. I want to be more real than I've ever been.

What does this mean practically? It means that I will stop shackling my life to man's law, and enjoy my liberty in Jesus. This will upset some people. I'm going to start living authentically and stop playing the game of pleasing others. I want to please Jesus. I don't need to please you. If I am pleasing Jesus, but still disappointing you, then you need to reassess your standards because yours shouldn't be higher than His.

I'm not a theologian. I just want to let go of the extra-Biblical standards that have been holding me back and discouraging me from closeness with Jesus on a daily basis.

Because it's not about listening to super conservative music or staying away from movie theaters or not getting a piercing. It's not about abstaining from alcohol or dancing. It's not about how long my skirt is or if my swimsuit is 1 piece or not. It's not about having tattoo free skin. It's not even about having as many children as my womb can carry.

Although it's not wrong to hold to these standards, if they become more important than what God wants me to do, they become idols, and I become a Pharisee.

It's about being a source of love to a world that is broken and hurting. It's about being Jesus's hands and feet. It's about finding strength in Jesus Christ to reject fear and embrace love. It's about trusting Him, taking risks and rocking the boat. It is about seeing people as souls, not opportunities for judgment.

I want to be free. I WANT TO LIVE! Jesus says He is the way, the truth and the LIFE. I want to have what I've seen in others. I want my children to grow up knowing what is truly important, and not be overwhelmed with the standards that man tries to burden them with.

This post will certainly be frowned upon by some, even a disappointment to others, but I feel like it is necessary if I am going to grow.

With all the pain and violence in the world, I pray that my life would be a source of love and healing. That's all. I want God to use me to reach others with His love. I want my life to give others hope that there is a God that loves them and that can rescue them from the evil in this world. 

ENOUGH.

An example of my nutrition level lately

Last Friday, I rejoined my original gym. My family and I weren't the only ones to be hurt. The whole situation is sad and upsetting, but it's time to get over it and move forward. I told my kids that we need to be kind, be ready to forgive, and still have healthy boundaries with people who have shown themselves to be untrustworthy. There is no reason to carry any guilt or fear. I did nothing wrong. In fact, I did a lot of things right, and I know I was a good friend.

I can't let anyone manipulate me into feeling guilt when I am not guilty. I cannot let myself succumb to fear. I cannot let someone control my goals, my drive, or my plans for myself or my family like this. It has to stop.

So, I say, ENOUGH.

I got 35 minutes of cardio in yesterday. I have my belly dance class tonight. I will just start with being active everyday. I need to get back to eating healthier too. I've been inactive and unhealthy for more than 2 months now. It's time to get back on it.

Not a long post today, but an important one.

Get up, Mama.It's time to get that oxygen mask back on!

Joy on a Crazy Monday Morning (Mom, you're gonna love this one)

Right now, Selah is in her pack n play right next to me screaming. I just nursed her and changed her. She just wants me, and that's okay, but sometimes Mommy needs a break!  ---Just as I was writing that, Silas came in, put a little drum and little drumstick in the pack n play for Selah, and she's happy now. Praise Jesus for thoughtful siblings!!

I wanted to write this morning because my heart has been just overflowing with joy and gratitude and love.  I've been very stressed about getting our house refinanced because it means a guy has to come do a walk through. I just wanted the house to look it's best. Well, it's not going to look how I want it to look, and I will be hiding the dirty laundry in black trash bags in the shed...

Okay, but listen. Even though the house is messy, dishes are mounting high in the sink, and we are in the middle of repainting the dining room, we had Matt's brothers over last night for poker night.  It was so fun! Instead of letting the messy house control our plans, we chose to enjoy our brothers. We needed that time catching up, laughing, and just being together. It had been way too long. That sink full of dishes didn't even matter.

This morning, I wanted to get up early, take a very needed shower, and finally get some clean clothes on myself.  Instead, Matt and I overslept, the milk was almost gone, Isaiah missed his bus, and we couldn't find Matt's coffee cup... just to name a few mishaps!

Normally, I would've been a total wreck, in tears, probably shouting, and everyone would be miserable, but not this morning. When we overslept, Matt came over and just held me. He told me how he loved me so much and snuggled his face in my cheek. For some reason, my spirit remained joyful as we ushered our kids through getting ready for school. I got the coffee made, helped them find their shoes, and made time to sit with Matt and tell him how I wish he knew how much I loved him and how I wished time would just stop so I could just stare at his face and hold him all day. Even though he had to get to work, he got Eli's prophy treatment done.

We were running too late for the kids to walk to school. Isaiah missed his bus. Ana was a little grumpy because Daisy had kept her up last night. However, we just laughed about it. Happy Monday, Reeves family!!

I believe God was showing me something. He was showing me all the joy I miss when I let my circumstances control me. I would've missed out on that fun time with Matt's brothers last night. I would've missed out on Matt's affection this morning. I would've missed those little smiles; in fact, I would've snuffed them out. I would've missed seeing the principal give my Ana a look to match her grumpy face and make her smile on her way into school. I would've missed Daisy dancing to the music on the radio. I would've missed teasing Isaiah about our being his bus today and enjoying that extra time with him on the 15 minute ride to his school. I would've missed that sassy preteen look he gives me, and feeling that tug in my heart as I watched him walk into the school and down the hall. Yes, I sat there and watched him! Don't judge me! ;)

There is much freedom in this lesson. I am not a prisoner to my circumstances. I can be happy when life is a mess. I can be free! I have been living in an unlocked prison cell; but wow, it sure feels locked when my postpartum depression kicks in.

In the process of writing this, Selah has had more episodes of crankiness, I have picked her up and nursed her 2 or 3 times. Daisy and Silas just got in a fight over applesauce. I confess, I did yell, but when I'm nursing the baby in the next room, it's not easy to get over to them and physically break up the fight. Oh well. Onward in this joy journey on this crazy Monday! Circumstances do not control me. I can choose joy. Yes, Mom. I said it. You've waited 36 years for this. ;) I hope this encourages someone else to courageously choose joy in the midst of chaos today.

. . .Now, about that shower. . .

I Am Absolutely Loving Dance!

Last night, I joined a jazz dance class! Last year, I did belly dance, and I loved it! Since we have 5 children taking dance classes this year, we are up to the unlimited class level. So, I thought I'd add a class for myself. I mean, why not, right?! I am so glad I did! I only started dancing last year as a 35 year old woman. I had no idea how much it would mean to me. Dancing is such a beautiful art expression. It's fun, a great stress reliever, and dancing with a group of women creates a sisterhood that I really need in my life. Not to mention how it provides the regular time out of the house that I desperately need for myself!

For the last month, I have been trying to pick myself up, brush myself off, and get going in my fitness again. It has been hard to be motivated, but I have to be gracious to myself and recognize that I needed some time to grieve the loss of a friend and the loss of the gym and weight training (at least for now).  I started The 21 Day Fix, but I let myself keep missing days. I started The Whole30, but after daily gorging myself on nuts and fruit, I quit. I need to decide what I'm doing and stick to it! Being self motivated is not easy!

Last night, my jazz class was just the thing I needed. We spent a lot of time stretching, and then tried some new (to me) dance steps. It was great. I feel like God is giving me the gift of dance, and I am so thankful. Belly dance starts next Tuesday!!

As far as the kids: Daisy and Silas are in a combo ballet tap class. It's adorable, and they are loving it. Malakai, Eli, and Ana are all doing acro, and Ana is doing ballet of course. I am so thankful for our dance studio, the teachers, the other dancers, and the other dance families. Dance is a wonderful part of God's creation. I'm loving this part of myself I never discovered before! Here's to another wonderful dance year!

I am going to get going on the 21 Day Fix again, and stick with it this time. I gotta keep myself in shape for my dance classes!

*All the pictures in this post are from our dance classes last year taken by Cheryl Keeran. (Daisy jumped in with Ana for one of her ballet pics <3 )

Weekend

This weekend did not go as I expected, but hey, that's normal, right? Saturday, I was dressed and ready to go do my workout when my friend's son texted and said he was on his way to do some yard work for us. He did an amazing job!! It is such a relief to have things cleaned up out there! He worked for about 6 hours, and by the evening, I needed to get my little people fed, bathed, and to bed. That workout didn't happen!

Sunday, my oldest was down sick all day. We didn't make it to church. . . again. I had to go shopping. We were out of coffee at home. So, I bought a $0.50 coffee at the Meijer bakery. The only thing they had were those little creamers. So, I cheated on Whole30, and put 2 creamers in my coffee. It was gross, but it helped clear my head!

We stopped by Mad Goat on the way home. I got a cold brew coffee for me, a hot coffee (with heavy whipping cream) for Matt, and 2 bags of coffee beans for home. We dropped off Matt's coffee at the hospital, and we went home. The boys were in charge of bringing the groceries in from the van. Well, 1 of the 3 gallons of milk made it in whole. . .

I caved and put heavy whipping cream in my coffee. Then, I added stuff and put it in the blender to make it a smoothie. It was good, but another cheat because no dairy is allowed on Whole30.

The kids and I worked on picking up the house all day, and I made dinner. No workout again.

I could sit here and beat myself up over my failures this weekend, but I'm not going to do that. We moms are our own punching bags too often. Instead, I'm going to list all the things that went right this weekend:

• Our yard got some MUCH needed attention.
• I didn't yell at my kids (scolded, yes; but no yelling).
• Snuggles and book reading with my little ones
• Precious time spent caring for my oldest
• The house still needs a lot of work (laundry is my enemy), but it's much more picked up now!
• We got an invisible fence for Eleanor, and she's responding to it beautifully!
• We are eating healthier.
• The kids and I were able to really bless Matt with that middle-of-the-day coffee yesterday. :)

Some of my time this weekend has been well spent reading STILL {when all else fades away} by Tiffany Nardoni. This book is my friend's heart printed on paper. You cannot read her story and not change. This has everything to do with my perspective on this weekend. Tiffany has been to the worst place any parent can imagine, and she'll be the first to tell you that things are just things. Plans fail. The only things of true value are God's love, our trust and faith in him, moments spent loving our family and friends, and learning to hold what (and who) we love with an open hand. How could I be down in the dumps over laundry, a couple cheats on Whole30, and missed workouts after that? No, I can't. Reading her story opens my eyes to the importance of: reading that storybook with my little one, snuggling with my babies on the porch swing, a soft answer to wild children, smiling and enjoying their silliness, and seeing how my 12 year old still covets and treasures my attention when he's feeling sick. These little things are actually the big things. Tiffany, if you're reading this, thank you so much for sharing your story. I am only on chapter 6, and it is already helping me be a better wife and mom. I am blessed to call you my friend. Love you!

So, today, I am going to care for these precious people who call me Mom, feed them, get done what I can, and remember that today is a gift. If we don't get a tomorrow, what will I wish I would've done today? 

Love and hugs from this mama to you. Have a happy Labor Day!