I stumbled on a blog post from writing from nowhere where she created a series of inspiring quotes in wallpaper format.
This one is currently my lock screen wallpaper. I use to change mine out every week with a new quote; it definitely helped me keep myself accountable and focused on my goals. I should start that up again!
It’s been awhile since I’ve done one of these and tbh most of the stuff I’ve been bookmarking/screenshotting is either Animal Crossing design codes or new snacks I wanna try.
The lock down is starting to get to me; only because Fall is right around the corner and I won’t be able to freely run around and do all the fun Fall things I wait all year for. So here’s to hoping the second Animal Crossing Summer update is gonna be epic + there will be tons of new snacks and products to try!
Damn I’m inconsistent huh? It’s ok, I hate that about myself too.
To be honest I spiraled into another pit of depression and I can’t remember too much of June. I don’t think I even did much. The Covid thing really messes up my posts like this but it does force me to find other ways to be creative and discover other things to love that aren’t products or require me to go shopping.
Thank goodness for my camera roll or I’d have ZERO idea what I even did in June! But it looks like a lot of Animal Crossing!
So how did I do with last week’s MMM? I think I did pretty well; I obviously haven’t worked through all of it but I’ve at least tried to actively make moves to be better at controlling my thoughts and feelings towards it.
This weeks Monday Mindful Manifestation is something that I’ve always truly believed and something that I stick to as much as I can. I get to choose my tribe and my circle. I get to have control over what type of energy I want to surround myself with and knowing I’m a creative type, I like to keep other likeminded and creative people around me. I love bouncing ideas off of friends, they definitely help me stay on my goals and help hold me accountable. And if I have a problem, they help me brainstorm a solution.
I’ve always believed that people who sit around talking about other people have small minds, and project their own insecurities super loudly by doing so. Maybe it’s just me, I’d rather spend my energy creating than hating.
The energy you keep is the energy you’re feeding yourself, make sure it’s good.
You can’t live a positive life with a negative mind set and environment, trust me. I’ve tried. And no matter how hard you push, no matter how hard you work on yourself, your environment plays a HUGE part in your outcome and your mental health. So stay healthy, and that includes keeping positive people around you.
This is my manifestation for this week — a reminder to reach out to my loved ones when I feel like I’m struggling.
This morning I thought of something I wanted to manifest and wanted to share it on my blog; maybe every week I’ll make it a point to think of what I want to manifest for that week or even just that day.
I admit that I absolutely tend to care what people say or think about me. Sometimes a little too much. There was a time I legitimately didn’t care cause I was either so self confident in myself or too full of myself to even believe them; I often miss those days and wonder where they went — but tbh they were the last days before anxiety crept into my life and changed everything.
It’s been over 10 years since then and my name has been dragged through the mud so much since. Between ex boyfriends and ex husbands who tell reverse tales of what really happened, to ex and current in laws who shame me for speaking about mental health and sharing my stories (which to them makes me “full of shit” and a bad mom).
I know you can’t please everyone and the ones who know you best will always know who you truly are despite what anyone says about you; but it does bother me. And it does take a lot of my thought process and healing space.
So this week, I’m manifesting the quote above; people will always have something to say about you, but what they say and what they think is none of your business in the first place.
At the start of this year I was annoyed that my birthday landed on Easter; I hatewhen my birthday lands on Easter cause that means everything is closed. So I usually opt to go on vacation for my birthday instead to avoid this.
So I booked a trip to Vegas (where I haven’t been back to in about 13 years) considering I haven’t left Texas since I moved here almost 4 years ago and I am in desperate need to get out and go on vacation. Not to mention last year my birthday was not something I’d like to look back on considering I was suffering from heavy postpartum depression and everyone was acting like they didn’t know wtf it was, so I suffered kinda in silence for a few months.
Then the quarantine happened and all of us hot headed Aries folks are now stuck at home. To celebrate in our houses.
My 35th birthday was yesterday, unfortunately I was unable to make sure I had this post up by then because it was a crazy week. I swear now that Tums is a year she has like this endless storage of energy. I’m gonna have to come up with more things for her to do/spend her energy on! The problem is our apartment is smaller than our other apartments so she doesn’t have much room to play and run around; I know we were looking into a 2 bedroom soon and I think it might be time for that now…
This year is just zooming by already; I can’t believe we’re in April.
March wasn’t a good month, and I’m sure a lot of other people can relate to that statement. Besides the whole Coronavirus thing going on which is freaking everyone out, causing panic purchasing and forcing everyone world wide to stay home — we were hit with the flu a week before it all happened. I don’t usually have more than a 48hr flu, if even that. So the fact I was down and out for a whole week is insane. I haven’t been that sick since I was a kid. And tbh I barely ever got sick — until I got married and had a kid. Now I feel like I’m always sick and I fuckin hate it.
But I had to include a blog post for Tums First Birthday.
It’s hard to believe that yesterday I went in for another sonogram check and at the end of the appt they told me I’d have to be induced, possibly that day. So they sent me home and I had Olive Garden to try to calm my nerves. Got a call mid lunch of them saying they wanted to induce me… IN SIX HOURS. I hadn’t even packed my hospital bag yet cause I was suppose to still have two weeks! The reason they were inducing me was because Tums was measuring as “small” and she wasn’t growing at the rate she should had been at. They worried she wouldn’t survive if they kept her in there so, induction time!
I frantically had to finish laundry, pack my hospital bag, make sure I didn’t forget anything and try not to throw up from anxiety and fear. Man, it was ROUGH let me tell you. Especially because I heard SO many awful stories about others being induced.
So we went to grab dinner since they said I could eat up until midnight while they prepped my room. So we get settled in and they decide to check where I’m at before anything happens — I somehow jumped from 1 to 3cm dilated in like 2 days. So since I didn’t have to do that cervix balloon thing they sent me home and told me to come back at 6am. I remember telling Bubba I was getting slight cramps, girl those weren’t cramps lmao!