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How to: Slay your Goals & Change your LIFE in 2018!

Posted on January 4, 2018 by Running with Strollers

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"Running with Strollers" is a true metaphor for balancing it all - parenting, family, career, fitness, fashion, friendships - in this crazy, yet rewarding life journey called motherhood. I hope the posts on this blog inspire you to be the best you and that you leave feeling like you can conquer YOUR world. Let us remember how badass we are and give ourselves credit for how awesome we truly are at 'running' our lives. <3 Kayla

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Does this dress make me look pregnant? 👀✨💕 // One thing I’ve stuck to this weekend - and over the past couple of years is to always make sure I don’t use my “why” as my excuse. I have a sick toddler at home, a sick husband at home, I am 27 weeks pregnant, I’m honestly trying not to barf myself, I’m uncomfortable, I’m tired, nothing fits, my feet hurt, etc etc etc. It would be easy to use my family and baby on the way as an EXCUSE - and I’ve seen it happen one too many times with others around me. BUT what if you could use these things as your “why”, as a way to fuel your fire, get out of your comfort zone, as a reason to start something new or follow your long term goals? Without this sacrifice of time, travel, money, hard work, helping others on my team consistently, I wouldn’t be able to have the freedom I do with my bab(ies) at home. It’s all a give and take to what you want MOST. I’ve always found some level of success when I remove excuses, stretch myself (literally 🤣), and then get to work. What is your why? What is your vehicle to get you to the things you want. What DO you want? I encourage you to stop feeding your fears that say, “I can’t because of this”, and start saying, “I WILL because of this.” You CAN do it, mama. 💪🏼 I hope you are all having an amazing start to your weekend. 🤗

This little babe and I are westward bound for my companies 20 year anniversary celebration #seneseminar2019 💋// An awards reception at our CEOs ranch tonight, tons of new beauty product releases, a private Gwen Stefani concert, time with girlfriends and training from inspirational leaders + 4 days without a toddler clinging to me 🙌🏼 ...kind of this moms dream. 🤣 These trips take a lot of coordination as a mom and leader, but they’re ALWAYS worth it. So happy it’s finally here...I’ll share more throughout the weekend! 🖤 #theEASTevolves

My littlest love is down for the count today 🤒 and Mommy/Daddy are walking zombies. 😅 Is there anything sadder (more sad?) than a sick child that is totally not themself? 💔 I was just telling someone on Friday that we are lucky because Calvin hardly ever gets sick - spoke much too soon. Isn’t that how it always works? 🤷🏻‍♀️🤣Thankful today for an extremely helpful husband and work I can do from home to help keep the start of our week moving forward. 🙏🏼 Hope your weeks are all off to a great start! 💙 #ittakesavillage #parenthood

Sunday Sprinkles 🍩💙 // Craig plays soccer early on Sunday mornings, so he always brings Calvin home a chocolate donut and me a bagel with strawberry cream cheese + an iced coffee. 😋 It’s quickly becoming a tradition (#healthy I know) - what are your weekend traditions? 🥰

Starting to feel like sporty spice up in here.... minus the sports. 🙅🏻‍♀️🏃🏻‍♀️🤣 // comfiest black maternity suit from @gap, comfiest shoes from @walmart and hat from @nordstrom ....not a NY fan but can be for #fashion 🖤 items also linked in @liketoknow.it app 📲 http://liketk.it/2AXX0 #liketkit @liketoknow.it

I’ve been wanting to write a post for a while now on the topic of “grief” but honestly it’s kind of scary and I’m not an expert at all, so I apologize if I say something wrong. This is just my story and my opinion. I’m not really sure what to say except there are certain days when the sting of losing a parent or a loved one is harder than others. Days when no amount of positivity or “rallying” yourself will make it better... when you realize all over again that you’ll never be able to celebrate another accomplishment or huge life change with them again. As if I didn’t know before. It could be the tiniest reminder that sets off these abnormally hard days... but today, I woke up and the first thing I saw was that article I posted in my stories with photos of a bride to be and her father who was about to enter hospice. They took photos together and replicated a first dance because they knew he wouldn’t be alive for her wedding day. It really hit too close to home and I haven’t been able to stop thinking about it. Each time I have one of these days, I realize it’s surrounding something I haven’t previously been able to process until now. Exactly 2 years ago, my Dad told me that he didn’t know if he’d be able to make a toast at our upcoming wedding. His brain tumor was growing rapidly and he was losing control of his speech. I told him it was okay, I didn’t mind, as long as he was there with us. 2 months later, he was admitted to the hospital again and I vividly remember telling my Mom I couldn’t possibly move forward with wedding planning during this time. She said we need to keep going and mentally prepare for any scenario that may happen. Less than one month later, he was gone. And at my wedding there was no toast, no dance, no Father. It was TERRIBLE to literally watch someone you love most die in hospice - and especially right before one of the biggest events of my life that I’d always envisioned him a part of. I’ve found myself trying to mentally block out certain parts of the wedding/reception to keep from feeling that void. You know, the moments that are all about a daughter and her father. It’s also hard for me to feel empathy ... (cont. in comments below)

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