Shameless selfie...

No more post-school mama milks for lil dude so we hardly have car photo sessions anymore 😆📸....but I wanted to take a selfie anyway to document that I got ready today 🤗🙌💁

Which might seem lame BUT it makes me feel good! And I'm all about mamas feeling good about themselves!!

I'm tots the mama that rocks the top knot, sweat pants, hardly any make up look like 99% of the time---it's just easy to never get ready 🙄 and between #momlife of a wild toddler and being a #fitmomboss---easy wins like 110% of the time 😅😅😅

But the 15 mins that it took to get ready today = #worthit!! It's nice to remember that I used to get dressed everyday, work in an office and leave the house for more than tot school drop off + chick fil a 😂😂😂😂😂

So if you're in a lil {or BIG} slump today---grab a hairbrush, dry shampoo, blush + lipstick 💄 and I promise it will put just enough pep in your step to survive until bedtime 😜

xo,

Alyssa

Remembering my RJ boy...

Oh, the pain in the eyes behind that smile 💔👼 

Capture Your Grief week 1 review✨

Sunrise dedication: I love you forever, I'll miss you for always--forever and ever my baby you'll be

Who they are: Sweet RJ made me a mama on 1/18/13. 

What it felt like: A whirlwind. I was fighting for my life with a broken heart and shattered dreams. He was tiny and perfect, and my body failed him.

Support circles: I wouldn't have survived without mine. My heart bursts with gratitude for all the love, support and true friendship we received. Serving others isn't always convenient or easy and I know our friends and family didn't always know exactly what to do or say--but they showed up. God made sure every time I was sinking that someone showed up!

The unspoken: Missing him so much. Wishing HELLP had taken me too--because I wasn't sure I could ever go on. How is it even possible to go on without your child?! 

Empathy: Letting someone grieve how they need--just being there with them. Making sure they know that their pain and darkness isn't going to change how much you love them. 

Myths: That grief ever goes away! I still wake up everyday wishing this was all a bad dream and that RJ was tucked into his bed waiting to take on his day as a 3 year old.
 

xo,

Alyssa