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Want to know something I'm not proud of? 

I complain about my spouse. 

Yep.  I try not do it too much with other people (i.e. mainly my girlfriends).  My head on the other hand, that’s a different story.

A month ago I created a post on Facebook that seemed to grab people’s attention.  You can find it here.

Today, I want to expand on that post.  Since Valentine ’s Day is just around the corner, I thought this would be the perfect opportunity to remind you (and myself) of a few things about marriage.

I'm going to give you a shocker here..... You can’t control your spouse. 

Nope. 

He’s his own being.  He makes his own decisions.  No matter how much you hint, remind, pester and blatantly ask, he gets to decide his own actions.

I know this is a hard pill to swallow.

Oh, I get it ladies.  This...

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A year and a half ago I tried Keto. It was awesome! I got to eat as much avocado, peanut butter and coconut oil my heart desired.   It was a dream came true.

Until it wasn’t.

I started in May. May was great. The kids were still in school, I had a routine and there weren’t very many celebrations to contend with. Then summer hit. The lure of ice cream treats or a cold brew at the end of an evening was too much. All my head could think about was how I was going to hit my macros just right so I had a few extra carbs just to have a lick of something sweet. 

My mind started to become consumed. “Did I hit my fat goal for today?” “I had those blueberries. Maybe that was too many carbs. What if I kicked myself out of keto?” “Actually, maybe I have a few carbs left and I can eat this extra portion of veggies. Oh, those fresh strawberries...

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Confidence.

Ha. 

Let me share something with you. I was a hesitant and shy girl growing up.

Confidence was something I only dreamed about. I had NO idea what it felt like. To me, it meant, putting on a mask of self-assurance in hopes that people would like me.

When I looked around at the people that I thought were confident, I saw women that walked in this world with ease. They didn’t care what people said about them.

Oh, how I longed for not caring about other people’s opinions! I wanted that confidence.

 Honestly, looking back, I was an unconfident mess growing up. Whenever a decision was to be made, I just took what other people told me I should do or what they said I was good at, and went with that. One thing I was really good at... looking like I knew what I wanted and what I was doing.  But the whole time I would be scanning the people around me...

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Do you remember when you were pregnant? 

I do.  And my word is, “Ugh.”  I want to apologize to the ladies who have either (a) not been pregnant or (b) loved being pregnant.  To those ladies, let me paint the picture of my pregnancy (to some of you who also had horrible pregnancies, you can totally skip this part because you know what I’m talking about here). 

It started at 4 weeks.  Yep, I knew instantly when I was pregnant because the, “I only want to sleep FOREVER” and “Oh my goodness, that smell makes me want to vomit” started.  Those two only intensified from there.  Getting out of bed was like trying to get slime out of carpet…slow and almost impossible.  Plus, who really wants to get out of bed when you know you are going to just vomit or feel like vomiting the rest of the day.  

No, this...