10 things to do right NOW that will make you happy

Being a mom is hard.
Actually, just being a human is hard a lot of the time.

Days don’t go as we plan, the weather interrupts our picnics or beach plans. Someone bails on you. Your boss is a real butthead to you at work. Your babysitter fell through.

Whatever it is, we all have thoooooose days.
Unless you’re Beyonce. I just don’t believe she ever has a bad day.
Moving on.

I’ve come up with a short list of ten things you can do that will instantly make you happy.

#1. Take a shower.
Clean body, clean mind. Or something kumbayaish like that.

#2. Put on makeup.
Even if it’s just some mascara. You’ll feel like a human.

#3. Go outside.
For ten minutes or two hours. The sunshine and fresh air is a good thing. Live where the sun doesn’t shine all the time? Move.

#4. Put on Justin Beiber.
There I said it. What do you mean should be the go to. Dance girl, dance.

#5. Clean a room of your house.
Mine tends to be the kitchen. I’m not sure what it is about wiping down a counter or putting dishes away but it makes me happy and I also feel like my brain gets turned off.

#6. Watch an episode of Friends.
The One with Unagi. The One Where No One’s Ready. The One with Phoebe’s Cookies.

#7. Go to Target.
No need to buy anything, but you don’t have a soul if a target trip can’t cheer you up.

#8. Follow this Instagram account.
You’re welcome.

#9. Watch this video:

#10. Give yourself a pep talk.
Whatever is happening, it’s not that bad. Things could be much worse. Go stand in front of the mirror and shake it off.

If none of that works. Go get licked by a dog. If that doesn’t work, I simply can not help you.

This is Duke. My first baby.

On off days, what do you do to make it better?

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21 Day Fix : Round 1 Review

So before I start, you should know that in no way shape or form is this a “omg you have to do this” kind of post. Nor, is it a post about me being a coach (I am not) and how you should sign up to do this.

This post, is a review of the 21 Day Fix, but also a yo, taking care of yourself is really, really important.

And dare I say, not that hard.

I’d also like to state that no matter how much I change my eating habits, I’m never, and I repeat never going to give up the following: donuts, real bacon, butter, and the cheese fries from Shake Shack. Not interested, no thanks.

With that being said. Let’s get started.

Like yourself, I couldn’t log onto Facebook or Instagram without seeing someone (or many someones) talking, or posting pictures from doing the 21 day fix. Or some other Beach body program. They worked out, they looked great, and they seemed all around happy.
For a while though, I’d roll my eyes and say that will never be me.

I’ve never really struggled with weight, so being six months postpartum and only working out like twice, I was on the struggle bus. I looked in the mirror and couldn’t recognize who I was looking at. The biggest thing though, was that I didn’t feel healthy. And it was all to be blamed on my eating habits.

For a while after I had Em, when I was nursing, I’d use that as an excuse.
But then I stopped, and my habits never got better.

One Friday afternoon I had chic-fila for lunch…and then had it again the next day.

I realized the next day that I needed to get my butt in gear.

So I ordered the 21 day fix.

I was so excited when it came in the mail.
And then I opened it, started reading, and tried to meal plan.
And pretty much ended in tears. 

There wasn’t a chance I could do this. These containers were so small. Nothing would fit. And trying to meal plan was just about the most stressful thing I had ever done.

So I gave up.

Just kidding!

I did for like five minutes. But then went to the ever trusty Pinterest, and found my way out of my “poor me” hole I had dug.

I meal planned my butt off. Because as it turns out, your nutrition is 80% of what will make you succeed through the program. That’s a lot.
I didn’t use the Shakeology so I had to figure out what was going to fill me up. And thankfully I did.

I also followed that meal plan and the containers about 85%. Which, for the first time I think is pretty good. Yes I cheated, no I didn’t feel bad about it. There were days that I needed more than a teaspoon of peanut butter, so I ate it. There were a couple nights where I had a piece (ok fine, two pieces) of dove chocolate, thanks Easter. And wine. Friends, I could never not drink wine.

And so here I am. At the end of my first round of the 21 day fix. Here’s my results:


I’d say there’s a difference there. I still have work to do, but! I am feeling so much better!

Here’s what I loved about the 21 day fix:

+Each day the exercise was different. You get two DVDs that include seven different work outs, which means each day you do a different one. I’ve tried to do other programs like the 30 day shred, but got so bored because you do the same work out every day.

+The containers aren’t that small. You fill up a whole yellow one with quinoa and you’re good to go, or pasta, or whatever. The purple ones for fruit, can hold a whole container of blueberries. It’s not as bad you think it is. I promise.

+The Dirty 30 and Pilates workouts were my favorite.

+The workouts are no longer than 30 minutes. Everyone, and I repeat everyone has 30 minutes a day to workout.

+I feel so, so, so great after the last 21 days! Which is what I wanted all along. It’s not about the number on the scale, it’s about how you feel.

This is basically how I feel now:

So. If you want to be like Beyonce. Work out girl. If you want a great program to follow, get the 21 day fix. Or something like it.

Healthy is beautiful, not the number on the scale. Don’t ever forget that!

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Hello, April!


March. You rocked (well, most of you did). 
+Emmy met her Aunt Josie! It was such a wonderfully low key weekend, the perfect kind for Em. Aunt Jos saw her sit up for the first time, and started to teach her how to clap. And also say her name.

+We made our first hospital trip (this is the not rocking part). I decided to give Em some scrabbled eggs for the first time on Easter morning, and she ended up having an allergic reaction to them. The irony. It freaked us out more than anything, and after some Benadryl baby girl was just fine. We won’t be having eggs for a bit now.

+Em sat up for the first time! I have been waiting for this! She’s Miss Independent now.

+We had our second sleepover with cousin Reagan, who is very helpful with Emmy. Plus, Em loves her.

+Em wore overalls for the first time. You’re welcome.


+I had an Epcot date with my sweet friend Katie. Mamas night out, much needed.

+I did the 21 day fix! A big blog post on that coming soon!

April, I’ve got some things to get done:
-Read two books. I haven’t read a book since before I had Em. It’s been too long.

-Do another round of the 21 day fix. This means I loved it.

-Revamp my closet. With the weight loss, and just in general, I need to get rid of a ton of clothes that don’t fit/never will no matter how hard I try. I’m thinking something like a capsule wardrobe.

-Find three Mommy events and attend them. Library readings, park outings…that kind of thing.

-Cook five meals in the crockpot that aren’t soup. It’s Florida and hot, so no soup. But I do need to start using that wonderful pot, all in one? Yes please.

What’s on your list to do in April?

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The best Blueberry Smoothie. Ever.


I’m not a smoothie person for the simple fact that I’ve never found one that filled me up.
And then one day, we wondered into this super random juice shop and I found this smoothie.

I’m also one of those people that knows I can ultimately make this on my own.

So I did.

It’s honestly the best smoothie that I’ve ever had.

What I really love about this smoothie is that you can add more of one ingredient or the other, just to your liking.

A warning though. If you’re not into chewy smoothies, you’ll hate this. The granola in it makes it a little chewy, unless you blend blend blend. Totally up to your preference!


The best Blueberry Smoothie.
-1 cup of Almond Milk
-1/2 cup of granola (any kind really, I’ve use two different kinds both with almonds and honey)
-1/2 cup of blueberries
-1 banana
-1 tablespoon of peanut butter

Blend it all together and boom. Best smoothie ever.

If you try it, let me know how it is!
What’s your favorite smoothie recipe?


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Emily Mae // 6 months

Like any true life mama, Em is officially seven months as I write this…but oh well.

I say this every day, but as the months go by each one is my favorite. She’s becoming such a little human, with a distint personality, and I fall more and more in love with her every day.

How she’s half a year old already, I have no idea.

+Em rolled over for the first time on her 6 month birthday! Oddly enough, it was from her belly to her back…not the normal back to belly most babies do. She’s just that talented. For a couple days after all she did was roll, roll, roll. She figured out her new talent and went to town. Such a big moment for us! Also, a “oh crap now I can’t leave her on the changing table” moment…a thought all parents go through, I swear.

+We took our first road trip to North Carolina to see Sonny’s family. The drive wasn’t as bad as I had thought it would be. I swore I wouldn’t be that parent that drove with my kid, because flying was so much easier and faster. But there I was. After hearing the perks, and suggestions to drive up during the night, so she could sleep, we did so on the way up. Gatta be honest and tell you that it was terrible. She’d sleep for a couple hours then wake up, then sleep then wake up. Not to mention mommy and daddy were total zombies the next day. So on the way back to drove during the day. Home run. It didn’t mess her night time schedule up at all.

+Em has two bottom teeth and that toothy grin is a heart melter. They came in about a week apart, but we don’t have any more yet. Teething sucks. The only thing I have found that helps with her pain is Tylenol, and the Teething Tablets. Which are a super temporary pain relief, which is why 9 times out of 10 I give her Tylenol. #ibelieveinmodernmedicine

+We’re on three meals a day. Fruit for breakfast, and then some sort of veggie combo for lunch and dinner. She loves squash, carrots, green beans, and pears. She eats anything we put in front of her though. Wasn’t super pumped about a chicken and brown rice dinner, but we’ll get there.

+Em is up to 18 pounds! Chunko Munko! The baby rolls are just as wonderful as I had thought they would be. I can’t get enough of her chunky thighs. She’s also 27 inches tall, at least that’s what I think the doctor said. No surprise that she’s tall, hello, look at her daddy.

+We’ve officially introduced her to March Madness and she loves it. The first Thursday the games were on I needed to get the house cleaned, so I put her in her chair in front of the tv and she watched almost a whole half of a game. One of our proudest moments as parents.

I wanted to do a photo shoot with her outside for her six months pictures, but things just always kept coming up. Life, am I right? So one day she was looking way too cute in an outfit, so I got my camera and we had a little photo shoot right in her room. She’s adorable. And chewing on her hands which is super appropriate cause that’s all she does now.

And I think that I learned a little lesson. Life is better when you just go with the flow instead of stressing about getting everything done so perfectly. This wasn’t in the outfit I bought her for her six months pictures, it wasn’t where I had planned…but it’s way better.

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On being a mama

{August 22, 2015}
Since I can remember I wanted to be forty five different things when I “grew up”.
A veterinarian, a teacher, a preacher, a writer, a speaker, a journalist. You name it, I most likely majored in it in college.
I finally settled on a English/Creative Writing degree, which I proudly have from UCF, and proceeded to start a photography business.
You can laugh. I’m chuckling as I write this.
When I got pregnant things with my bushiness slowed down. Ok to be totally honest, they had started to about a month before I saw that little plus sign, and I was freaking out. I know now, that it was all the Lords plan. Because those first four months of pregnancy were spent in the bathroom, and I couldn’t have done any photo shoots if I tried.
So then I spent the next five months shooting very little, two weddings and a hand full of family sessions, and wondering how I’d do it once the baby got here.
How would I spend my weekends away? How many weddings per year would I do?
And then Emily Mae came along and flipped my world upside down.
I assume it’s much like the President of the United States feels when he sits in the Oval Office for the first time (forgive the reference, I’m watching a lot of The West Wing right now, and hello election season is here). But truly. He’s (some day SHE! but not yet…if you get my drift) got to have this feeling of “Yes, I did it. This is what I’m supposed to be doing”.
Or really anyone in any job they find that they love. Again, on the West Wing thing so that’s what came to my brain.
And it’s exactly how I feel with Emmy.
I was meant to do this mommy thing. This stay at home, make crafts, plan play dates. I’m all over it. I’m going to be “that mom” (which we’ll talk about at another time, the bad rap I think she gets). I’m not interested in going to a 9-5 job, not interested in having every weekend for a month packed with work stuff.
I’m interested in this tiny human of mine (and her future siblings). I’m interested in being with her each day, playing and teaching her. Raising her up in Christ, pointing her to Jesus in everything I do.
Now before I go on, I want to make it super clear that this mama isn’t the kind of mama for every mama out there. You still with me? For instance, my mom. Not a stay at home mom. But the best mom in the world. I never thought I missed out on something with her growing up because she wasn’t a stay at home mom. Quite frankly, I don’t see that in her personality and that’s totally ok. My mom is and was an incredible mother too us, even working a full time job. We never missed out or went without. I have friends now with babies the same age as Em who couldn’t wait to go back to work. You go, girl! You do you!
In case no one told you, every mom and child is different.
Being this stay at home mom is the job I’ve basically been waiting for my whole life. It fulfills me. It makes me happy. It gives me purpose.
I obviously couldn’t do it without Sonny, being the amazing supporter and provider for our family. Shout out to you, babe.
I wish I could go tell my eighteen year old self to cool my jets. That later in life I’d figure it all out, and that freaking out then about things wasn’t going to get me anywhere.
Being a mom has just clicked for me.
Not in a “I know everything” kind of way, but it’s all just come natural. When we brought her home from the hospital I remember being scared out of my mind.
I had heard the horror stories of what life with a new born was like.
But none of that happened for us (thank you, Jesus). My mom and mother in law stayed with us for a couple days and when they left I didn’t have this panic of “holy crap, now what do I do?”
I was fine. And totally confident that I could do this whole mothering thing.
It’s true when they tell you that your motherly instincts will kick in.
On most things.
Let’s face it. I still text my mom on the daily with questions.
But for the most part? I’m the happiest I’ve ever been, and have this over whelming feeling almost daily (because not all days are rainbows and butterflies) that this is what I was created to do.
It’s basically my dream job.
Do you have a dream job?
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Hello & welcome!


Hi, there!

I can’t tell you how excited I am about this blog. It’s something that I’ve been putting together (mostly in my head) over the last couple of months, and something I’ve felt like the Lord is pointing me towards.

Blogging isn’t new to me. Over the last couple of years I’ve had one outlet or another for blogging. I started a small Facebook group that I sent out devotionals to before I got married, and then started a blog when I got married. The name of it changed more times than I’ll admit (blogging no no, I know), and I never figured out my niche. Then I made a blog when I was pregnant, named Little Baby Westmoreland because we didn’t find out what we were having. Once baby girl got here, I kept the name but didn’t feel like I really owned that space.

So I started thinking of something different.

I envisioned a space simple, and well put together. Something with an actual url, not a dot blogspot or wordpress. I saw collaborations and articles shared. Opinions and tips.
I saw an actual blog.

It took me weeks to come up with a name. Nothing sounded quite right, or represented what I wanted this blog to be.
I thought about just using my name.
I thought about continuing with Little Baby Westmoreland, but then thought about future kids and when they aren’t babies.

And then I came up with My life with a Little.

It was honestly like a light bulb went off.

This blog is about my crazy beautiful journey through motherhood. The ups and downs, the triumphs and the major fails I’ll have/had. It’s my life with a little.

I’m so thankful you’re here and so excited for this blog!

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