let me tell you what’s cool

March 27, 2015 in Blessings, Blog, Family, Favorites, Kids, Lists, Rambles by lindsaymwright

I have a lot of cool things to say today but first let me tell you what’s NOT cool.  This exhaustion that I’m feeling.  Blah.  Today marks day 3 of doing the show (after two weeks of pretty solid rehearsals) and I am pooped.  I thought it was just my old age but Henry seems to be yawning a whole bunch too so I don’t feel so bad.  Anyway, today we have TWO shows (the first at 10:30am, the second at 7:30pm) so I need to wake up!  Wake up, Lindsay!!!!

I think it’s really cool….

…when you wake up and just know it’s gonna be a good day based on what the weather looks like.

…when you get to the end of the cereal bag and there are those tiny broken pieces mixed with all the leftover sugar that fell off.  Clara and I always call dibs on the end of the bag.

…when you’re with a good friend and you don’t have to talk and you just KNOW that you’re on the same page.

…when your daughter thinks you’re cool.

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…when all the stars align and you can make it through each and every red light.  And it’s double cool when you’re running super duper late (as I always am).

…when you can look back at old pictures of your extremely skinny high school-self and feel so blessed with how much you’ve grown up and out.

…when people are a little nerdy.

…when people show their vulnerabilities.

…when people smell good instead of bad.

…when Clara calls people “humans.”  Example:  Me – “Clara, who did you sit by during the show?”  Clara – “Well it was this girl human but I didn’t really know her name.”

…when you finish your workout and there’s just this sense of amazing accomplishment.  And it’s triple cool when you can do it with other people around you.

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…when you reach the end of the movie and want to watch it again.  (this was NOT the case with the new Annie movie that the kids talked me into getting even though I knew it would be horrible.  Poor Cameron Diaz…)

…when numbers are even.  Odd numbers are just….odd.

…when your husband lets you sleep in until 8am.  And it’s quadruple cool when he leaves the Keurig on because he knows you cannot (will not) function without coffee.

…when it’s Friday and you only have THREE more shows to complete and then a long season of rest ahead.

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Lastly, I think it’s really cool that you read this little blog and see our family and know who we are.  Four years strong – I’m glad you come back each and every week!

QUESTION:  What about YOU??  Finish the sentence – I think it’s really cool when…..

splendid…lindsay

{sorta} wordless weekend

March 23, 2015 in Blessings, Blog, Blogging, Family, Kids, On the weekends by lindsaymwright

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(I’m taking up another Trackstars tank/shirt/hoodie order!!  If you’re interested, please leave a comment below & I’ll send over the specs!)

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(thanks Kenneth – it was delish!)

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(people always ask what that powder stuff is on my pancakes.  it’s PB2 – powdered peanut butter – and no, I’ve never mixed it with water.)

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(my SIL is getting married and we had her shower on Saturday.  None of these ladies are her – I didn’t get one picture with Katrina.  Ha.)

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(a gift from my other SIL – check out the card below that went along with it.  I thought it was such a cute, pintresty idea!)

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(SMOOOOOVIE night!  These had whole milk, banana, peanut butter, KidzShake protein powder, Nesquik and ice.)

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(HOW is Porter almost a year old?!?!)

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(the smiley face…)

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(I actually beat him!  That never happens.)

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(Quick story: When Henry found out he was cast in the play, he asked me what his name was on the casting list.  I said, “It says you’re just an alley cat.”  He said, “No, mama!  What’s my NAME?!?!  You have one.  What’s mine!?”  Thinking as quickly as a tired mama of 3 can possibly think, I said, “OHHHH!!  It says right here that you can name yourself!  Who do you want to be?”  He thought for a second.  “Ninja Cat.”  So we call him that now – ninja cat.  Has a good ring.)

QUESTION:  What’s one thing you’re looking forward to this week??

splendid…lindsay

when all you’ve got is this season

March 17, 2015 in Blessings, Blog, DayInTheLife, Family, Kids, Motherhood by lindsaymwright

As I was sitting at the kitchen table yesterday, nursing a cup of coffee, Henry walked up and asked me to look over his morning math sheets.

I flipped through page after page of precise work.  No wrong answers, no doodles in the sidelines, no bribery to get this work done.  This kid had sat for a good 30 minutes and plowed through.  He knew his stuff.  I cupped his face in my hands and told him how GREAT he was at math.

As my hands left his little face, it hit me.

I’m so incredibly proud to be a mother.

This kid’s mother.  HENRY’S mother.

It’s as if I blinked and all of the sudden he’s 6 going on 30 and the time won’t slow down and I keep grasping at these moments, trying to collect them all up and save them but I can’t because it just doesn’t work this way.  I look at him and I see me and I see Travis and I see GOD.  I see innocence and promises and hope and a future.  I can remember the chubby baby legs and the sleepless nights.  I can remember the Disney trip we took when he was one year old where all he did was either smile or cry – and a lot of both.  I can remember the look on his face when he met Clara for the first time (anxiousness) and then Porter (pure thrill at a baby BROTHER).

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I can see the season we’re in now – the one where I get to share a theater show experience with my son, the excitement that I feel on stage HE now gets to feel.  I can see his 6-year-old brain churning out math problems and different ways to build with Legos and how to best tell Clara that her singing just “doesn’t sound right” (without hurting her feelings of course).  I can see the cowlick at his temple and the wiggly front tooth that’s bound to come out any day now.

And I can see future seasons ahead.  The tween Henry, the driving Henry (no!!!), the college bound Henry and then the married-man Henry.

And I cry.

JOY tears.  GOOD tears.

But with a little sadness mixed in too.

Because it’s amazing.  This life.  This thing called motherhood.

But it’s also so heavy.  This weight.  The weight of three lives on my shoulders.  It’s THE hardest job I’ve ever had and yet the most rewarding.  The hours creep by but the years fly and in a blink, the season will have passed and you’ve moved to another.

So for today, I’ll sit and sip my coffee and look over his work.  I’ll try my hardest to commit to memory his face, those freckles, the special way he writes his 8’s.

And I’ll breathe in this season we’re in.

For it will be gone far too quickly.

splendid…lindsay

friday’s feelings

February 20, 2015 in Blessings, Blog, Family, Inspiration, Kids, Love, Marriage by lindsaymwright

**Originally titled, “Thursday’s Thoughts” but I forgot to schedule it to post…thus, “Friday’s Feelings.”  Lol..whoops.**

I’m sitting here at the kitchen table (my “office”), sitting criss-cross-applesauce, listening to Clara sing to herself as she colors (beautifully, she colors so beautifully).  The song is nondescript.  She makes up the words as she goes and the melody sounds something similar to Frozen’s “Let It Go” only with her own words added in.  Five minutes ago, I nursed Porter and laid him down in his bed for his morning nap.  He’s now babbling from his crib and saying “dadadadada” in the sweetest little voice.  Henry’s on my team and every time he hears Porter say “dada”, he quickly scolds him and says, “No.  Say Mama.  Maaaa-maaaaa.”  I like having people on my team.

It’s snowing.

Like legit snowing.

On Monday the weather people called for snow and all we got was 3 inches of slippery, horrific ice.  I had to cancel Trackstars because of it and that made me angry because exercise keeps me sane on “snow” days.  Now it’s snowing and they may have gotten it right.

I recently made the mistake of visiting a certain website that hates on bloggers.  I won’t link.  Reading angry words from dark, anonymous people = things I’d rather not do.  I have more to write on that….but not today.  Not on my snow day.

Today I wanted to type out all of the things that make me happy.  I’ll limit the list to twenty five but only because I still have chores I’d like to accomplish before Porter wakes up.  Sometimes (no ALL the time) writing out these blessings helps to change my perspective.  A great reminder that WE are in control of how we feel and not anyone else.

And today I feel awesome.

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Things that make me happy

A burn-your-tongue-off HOT cup of coffee.

Snow days.

Warm days.

Sweet conversations with Clara that start with her saying, “Mama, when we go to heaven…”

A good sweat.

A good cry.

Planning our trip to Colorado in May.

SLLLLEEEEEEEEP.

Raising my kids.

Homeschooling my kids.

A husband who can ROCK a man-bun.

The “explore” feature on Instagram.  #timesuck

Easily conveying the message with hashtags.

Burpees.  And squats.

Group texts with Janetha and Lauren.

Blend Retreat and all the amazing things that have come from it.

Eating all the cookies out of cookies n’ cream ice cream.

Porter’s chubby feet.

Living in a small town.

The therapy I get from swiffering my floor.

Clean sheets (I actually need to buy a new set – any suggestions?)

Comfy clothes and no bra.

Singing on the worship team.

The excitement and thrill that SMOOOOVIE night brings my kids.

Cheering for others.

I love all of those things and so much more.  How rich this life is.  How blessed we are.  Thank you, Father.

QUESTION:  Three things that make YOU happy!  GO!!!

splendid…lindsay

on the weekends we….

January 26, 2015 in Blessings, Blog, Family, Friends, Kids, Love, weekend by lindsaymwright

On the weekends we….

…play with new robots.

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..attend ribbon cuttings.

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…make the most of our time with dad.

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…make cookies for bible study.

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…then let mama lick the bowl clean (it’s what mamas do best).

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…track our steps! (11,000 for Saturday, 10,000 for Sunday – wootwoot! This is the Garmin Vivofit Fitness Band .)

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…spend an hour sweating with some really fun people.

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…drink a leisurely cup of coffee over pancakes.

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…feed our fish, Mert.

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…eat raw fish (which just seems weird after the Mert picture…).

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…take long walks with friends who also happen to be siblings.

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…celebrate a friend’s birthday with some tag football.

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…and spend LOTS of time in pajamas.

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It’s just what we do.

QUESTION:  One awesome thing YOU did this weekend?

splendid…lindsay

flashback friday: the body i’m meant to have

December 19, 2014 in Blog, Blogging, Body, ED, Faith, Flashback Friday, Inspiration by lindsaymwright

(I wrote this post two years ago.  Timehop reminded me of it and I thought today would be a good time to share it again.  I’m not quite ready to blog yet.  My papaw is still hanging in there (hospice – acute leukemia) and I’m thankful (so thankful) for your prayers and kind words!)

Reader emails.

If I were vain, I’d call them “fan mail”.  (But luckily, I’m too pretty to be vain.)

Instead, I take them for what they are – people reaching out.

Anytime I see one in my inbox, my mind fills with worry about what I’ll say, whether the words will be anointed, even before I click open.  The major theme among the emails:

DISCONTENTMENT and A DESIRE TO CHANGE.

Although I feel uneasy about these emails, it’s pretty easy for me to respond.  Because I’ve been there.  Heck, at moments, I’m still there.  The only difference between now and 5 years ago is that I’ve learned how to overpower any negative, self-hate thoughts that come in my mind.  I simply say, “I’m fearfully and wonderfully made.”

I can’t refute that.  And neither can the voices. 018 This particular reader email that I’m about to share encompasses the very things I said I love writing about: GOD and BODY IMAGE.  I’m sure there are other (correct and helpful) ways that this topic could have been approached, but, after some prayer and reflection, I responded the best I knew how.  I’d love to hear YOUR thoughts on the matter in the comments!

Here we go.

SUBJECT:  Help and Encouragement needed!  Please.

Dear Lindsay, I know you probably hear this a lot, but I think you should hear it again- What an awesome blog! Truly a blessing to come across!! I have followed many blogs in the past, but I was especially drawn to yours because of your spirituality. I’ve shared many of your struggles in the past (restrictive eating/laxative abuse) and am happy to say that God pulled me out of all of that last year. The mental and emotional healing is still in progress. That’s where I have a question for you. I still struggle with weighing myself multiple times a day and counting calories excessively, only to be disappointed with any progress, or lack there of. I’ve finally come to a place where I want the body God intended me to have.  I want it. Regardless of what the scale says, or how many calories I eat a day, I want what God intended for me to have. And I don’t think I’m that far off! (In my mind, probably 10-12lbs). I DO believe that the buck doesn’t stop here- that God has an even better body in store for me. My question is this- how? How do you trust God with something that you have always been in control of? And not just that, but something that you have been FIERCELY in control of? I know that my efforts will only lead to frustration and not being successful (doing it in my own strength, that is). But trusting God, letting Him direct me in this area, is probably the hardest obstacle I’ve come to in my journey.  Your thoughts?

Whoa.

The first thing I wrote back was, “Before I answer your question, tell me what you mean by you’re 10-12 pounds from the body God wants you to have. Are you 10 pounds over that goal or under that goal?  Knowing that will help me answer you!”  The reader answered back that she was 10-12 pounds ABOVE that weight.  With that knowledge in mind (and again, some prayer time), I was able to respond.

Dear Reader, It’s so hard when a person who has struggled with disordered eating wants to lose weight. Because all of the tips and things that I could tell you to do, often backlash and our past comes back to haunt us.  I’d like to ask – Why do you think that the body that God wants you to have is 10 pounds lighter?? Honestly, God doesn’t really care about your body size, but rather, your heart.  That being said, I don’t think He necessarily wants you to be fat or overweight or uncomfortable.  He wants your HEART to be in a good place.  For you to love yourself. For you to treat your body with respect.  He made the body you’re in right at this moment.  10 pounds “overweight.”  And I don’t think He cares what the number is. I threw my scale in the garbage because it was controlling me.  I don’t count calories anymore because they were controlling me.  I’m working right now to cut back on an exercise addiction that is controlling me.  I know that, for me, I had to stop cold turkey and really GIVE IT OVER to God.  In the end, it’s your heart that matters.  What are you putting before Him?  These things become idols in our lives and what God so desperately wants is for HIM to be an idol.  I can guarantee you, if you give these things up and ask God to guide you, He will honor that sacrifice! The body, your weight, how you look in clothes – all trivial and NOT eternal.  You are definitely in my prayers – I hope what I said doesn’t come across as the wrong answer – it’s just my heart.

Lindsay

The message that I can’t stop repeating, the whole idea behind “Tearing Down Idols”, is this:

Put your time and effort into THE HEART.  Into others.  Into your marriage/family/community.  When those aspects of your life are fulfilled, the number on the scale won’t matter.  It just won’t.  It will pale in the light of the sense of peace and contentment that comes from focusing on the things that TRULY MATTER.  I promise. 

060 Does this mean you should stop working out and eating healthfully?  Absolutely not.  I KNOW that God made our bodies to MOVE.  I also know that He wants us to respect our bodies by nourishing them with foods that fuel, rather than harm.

It’s the obsession with all things BODY that I disagree with.   

Will the number on the scale matter when you die?  Will your perfect body give you eternal life?  No.

The body – no. 

The heart – YES!

QUESTION:  What are your thoughts on using the phrase, “The body God intended me to have?”

splendid…lindsay