I’m a nanny. I’ve been a nanny for three years, ever since I moved to Charlotte. Do you know how hard it is to make friends as a nanny? Let me tell you, it ain’t easy. Spending your days with three kids between the ages of one and seven can drive you a little loco. Sometimes you need your girlfriends to steer you back to sanity.
People come and go, but dogs are here to stay.
So, I’m a little obsessed with my animals. By obsessed I mean… I take tons of photos of them daily, my baby has her own Instagram, I let all three of them sleep with me before Zack comes to bed… You get the picture. I want to go a little into depth about each one and why they mean so much to me! If you’re an animal hater, keep scrolling because I am about to get #obsesseddogmom intense. Continue reading
Life sucks (sometimes).
When I have a crappy day at work and come home to shoes that were torn up by one of the dogs, I get discouraged. When I find a cute top that I want but realize I can’t spend the money on that right now, I feel a little down. I often let my stress get the best of me, Negative Nancy comes around too often for me.
Goal-setting Gina is much better.
Luckily, I’ve learned how to not let it affect me for too long. I think it’s vital to ponder on what has you upset and why, then try to figure out a way to see the silver lining. A few weeks ago I had my heart set on buying a 2015 Jeep Cherokee, I love my Hyundai Elantra, but I have major baby fever, and am ready for a bigger car. Anyway, it didn’t work out. I left the dealership feeling discouraged and letting it affect the way I was acting. When I got home that night, I made a list of goals I want to accomplish this year. There are only three items on the list so far, but they’re important to me. Here they are:
• Pay off debt
• Attend and graduate dental assisting school
• Get a job as a dental assistant
Seriously, Olivia, open your eyes!
The thing is, I have a pretty fantastic life. I have a husband who loves me even when I don’t deserve it. I have three dogs who treat me like I’m the most amazing person in the world. I have two families who love me unconditionally and a handful of friends I could never replace. I have a home, job, a car, I can cook and bake like nobodies business, I have an education and skills that nobody can take away from me.
There are always going to be tough days. Sometimes we’re going to want to question what we’re doing with our lives. Sometimes we’re going to regret choices we made. But when we get to the point in our lives when it all makes sense, we can be thankful. Thankful that we broke up with that person who was no good for us, thankful that we quit the job that made us miserable. Every choice we made in our lives led us to where we are now. We’ve heard it before and we’ll hear it again, we will look back on these days and understand why we went through what we did.
When I need a little inspiration, I just let go of what’s weighing me down and focus on the good in my life. It is probably the most difficult thing to do. Sometimes it takes me a while, but eventually I get there. If you’re feeling depressed or discouraged, I urge you to keep your head up, it’s going to be okay.
Zack and I met online. Crazy, I know. If you would’ve told me ten years ago that I would meet my future husband on a dating site, I would’ve laughed until I cried. We did, though, two weeks after I moved to Charlotte. I wanted to post about what I love about him and us as a couple. Maybe some of y’all can relate.
I love how he makes me feel. Cliché, right? Maybe. It’s true, though. Zack makes me feel beautiful when I feel like the equivalent of Ursula from The Little Mermaid. When I first wake up and my hair is an oily mess, my previous days makeup is running down my face because I never have the energy to wash it off and my teeth need a good brushing, mouth washing and flossing (about ten times… Morning breath SUCKS). I always wake up to “good morning beautiful”. Maybe he’s blind. Or maybe he just really loves me so much that he sees past the hideousness.
I love that he embraces my weirdness. I am weird.
Scratch that I am a
one of a kind, where did I come from, how does ones laugh get so high pitched, are you laughing or crying?
WEIRD person. I make weird faces because it’s fun. I get so hyper that I start laughing different laughs and then start to genuinely laugh at those laughs until I’m crying and he’s staring at me like I just escaped the looney bin. He laughs with me… Well I guess, technically, he laughs AT me. But I’ll take. He doesn’t make me feel like a freak (though I just may be), instead, he makes me feel whole. He loves that I’m weird and a little loco. He shows me YouTube videos that he knows will make me laugh hysterically and he does not get embarrassed when I laugh in public.
I love the gap between his teeth. T Swift said, well… sang, it perfectly. He hates the gap in his teeth. It’s perfect to me. I’ve learned that imperfections are what make people different and beautiful in their own way. His gap is special, it’s adorable and its him. He can’t be 100% perfect, right?
I love that he puts me first.
I get hangry. Like, to the point where I want to rip off your head and eat it if you get too close. When I’m hungry, I want to eat and I want to eat where I want to eat. No, I don’t want Mexican (his favorite), I want chicken fingers with honey mustard and sweet potato fries with a sweet tea to drink. He wants to make me happy. It’s a husband thing I guess, but I appreciate it. Nobody likes a hangry Olivia.
I love him. Literally everything about him. His love for me, his hardworking nature, the fact that he takes longer than me to get ready and he never wakes up early. I love how he compliments me and leaves notes on the bathroom mirror when he leaves before I do. I love how he lets me have 4 animals in our tiny home and let’s them sleep with us (sometimes). I love that he lets me decorate the house however I want. I love that we can joke together and laugh about things that we never thought we would get over in the past. Our relationship is not “perfect”, is there even such a thing? But it is loving, supportive, FUN, comical and always growing.
I urge you all to think of your relationships whether they’re romantic or just friendly, and think of all the things you love about them. I’m sorry if this post was super mushy and corny, but sometimes ya gotta embrace the sugary sweetness of young love! Thanks for reading!
Today, a stranger told me that I am “so pretty”.
I took Savannah (the girl I nanny) to lunch today. When we went to pay, our waitress told me, “I feel like this is weird, but I wanted to tell you I think you are so pretty.” Wait–what? Here I am, hair thrown into a bun, minimal makeup on and feeling super self-conscious and Jade tells me I’m pretty. I almost cried. Maybe some of you can understand… When I look in the mirror all I see are imperfections. So when I get a compliment on a photo, or in person, I initially want to negate it, but hearing one from a complete stranger makes me walk on air. I know I shouldn’t care what others think, but I do (as I’m sure everyone does).
When things like this happen, I really begin to think. I need to find the beauty in the details. There is beauty in every day. When I see an old couple holding hands and having a meal together, when Savannah kisses my cheek and tells me she loves me, when my Basset Hound, Irving, howls his lungs out as I walk through the door. Those moments are beautiful, they’re worth thinking about and appreciating. I encourage each of you to think on the day you’ve had and look past the big ticket items and towards the small details. Maybe it was a sweet text from a friend or loved one, or a kind gesture done by a stranger in public. It’s there.
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Hey all! Thanks for checking out my blog. The purpose of this blog is to share my life with you! I’ll share stories from my past, serious issues I’ve faced and conquered, shopping deals I’ve snagged and just give you an inside look at my life. Here is a little tidbit about me. I was born in Miami, Florida and raised in Ocala, Florida. I moved to Charlotte, NC when I was 21. Since then, I met my (now) husband, adopted three amazing animals, started my long road to recovering from an eating disorder and really started to love life. Stay tuned!
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