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My girl child is on the high school dance team with some of her besties. she always likes for me to come and watch. sometimes (usually) i am in my paint clothes. the best part? the girls don’t care. they still want a photo with me. this is real life. i’m a busy mom busting my b**t with two businesses, two kids and a part time job. i wouldn’t trade my life for anybody else’s. it’s the life i, and only i, am making.
🔥🔥🔥part six🔥🔥🔥 (if you don’t already know, check out my previous posts before carrying on with this one 😊) that continued to be the trend with n: he would make me feel loved, shower me with attention, make me laugh, allow me to feel on top of the world, share his “burdens”, borrow money, promise to pay back, lie about why he couldn’t keep his word, act distant, pay back a little then repeat the cycle. 😩 it was exhausting and emotionally draining for me. but i cared about this one. i believed that he could grow and become the man i always envisioned myself with. the scent of his cologne had a mystical power over me; whenever he would be in the vicinity, my nose would sense it. what about the way he looked at me? intense, magical, overwhelming! ☺️ this guy had me good, and he knew it all too well. at some point, i convinced myself that he was changing. i saw growth in him, and this is when i gathered the courage to go and talk to god about it. i was honest this time. i knew that the foundation of this situationship wasn’t right, but i was ready to do it god’s way this time. i surrendered and allowed him to have full control. soon after that, i went on a mission trip, and guess who my assigned roommate was? c!! 🙉 who else was on our team? n!! wow! 😲 there’s always a first time for everything, right? how would this turn out? i was excited to finally get to know c for myself. you see, n had played us all along; he made sure that we didn’t get to hear anything positive about each other and form a friendship. he knew how to keep each of us at bay from the other. the night before we left, n gave me a pep talk about how i should “behave myself” on that trip. obviously, this came after he had showered me with compliments and insisted that we spend some “quality time” together, just the two of us ... he knew that was the best way to feed my primary love languages; words of affirmation and quality time. this man was wiser than he seemed. 😳😳 i wasn’t sure what he meant by me behaving myself, but i was insulted. what did he have up his sleeve? in less than 24hrs, i would find out. . . and so will you, in part 7 tomorrow! 😉 #storytime#thisisreallife#staytuned 🔥
ha! pick a room- any room! my house is one big insta reality with the occasional corner tidied up for an insta photo. i don't mind that it's messy and i don't see it as pretending when i post a photo of something looking nice in my house. it forces to me to tidy up and it makes me appreciate how lovely my house is despite there being soooo much left to do. i also don't mind sharing what my house really looks like. we live here! there are toys everywhere, a 5 year old child, tumble weeds of dog hair from two constantly moulting, large golden retrievers, a husband who leaves his stuff everywhere and me. (i'm just as bad) i love a stylish house but i also love seeing houses that are lived in with all the c**p and mess and cute pets. 🐶 (swipe to see an additional parent reality photo where we allowed hattie to stay up and watch the x factor. except we didn't notice she'd actually fallen asleep! 😆)
I love capturing moments like this. they’re real and honest. this is my life. there’s no sugar coating here; mom life is hard, especially when you’re raising children who are all so very different. this is a typical scene that often leads to an all out war between my boys, from right to left we have: charlie the antagonist, edward the king who doesn’t give a s**t and jordan, the negotiator. charlie is a wind up, he push’s buttons he knows will create a reaction, he laughs at his own jokes thinking it’s bloody hilarious to get his brothers back up. edward, as we know, is king of this rabble; he commands attention and insists we meet all of his demands and as you can see, he isn’t afraid to stand his ground even against a giant sized charlie, he’s holding back only by the wise hand that is jordan. jordan is their mentor and subsequently, the keeper of the peace. he’ll try to calm a situation by getting them both to reason with sense and consequence although, sometimes, he does end up an inevitable casualty! sometimes these boys, although all intelligent and high achievers; can fight over the most s****d of things; almost to a point where i’m left wondering “are these really my kids” 🤷🏻♀️🤦🏻♀️ when all in the same room they could bring down an empire just with the screaming. i’ve learned to block it out and let them work it out between them, but honestly? it’s hard as f*ck trying to keeping them all in line! .