Tuesday, April 22, 2014

How to spruce up the tips of your nails

I was provided these nail decals in exchange for my honest review. All opinions are 100% my own.

I know my last few posts have been a little bit down, but I like to keep this space very real and share everything I'm going through. Today I wanted to lighten things up a bit and share a nail tutorial with y'all. Playing around with my nails is new to me and I'm finding that I love seeing what I can do with my nails even if it's not perfect. Today, I am going to show you how to paint the tips of your nails and make them look cute.

Live.Laugh.L0ve. // How to spruce up the tips of your nails

Live.Laugh.L0ve. // How to spruce up the tips of your nails

Live.Laugh.L0ve. // How to spruce up the tips of your nails

Live.Laugh.L0ve. // How to spruce up the tips of your nails

Live.Laugh.L0ve. // How to spruce up the tips of your nails

Step one: Place the tape where your tips end on one side and then take it across to where it ends on the other side. Try and keep it as straight as possible.

Live.Laugh.L0ve. // How to spruce up the tips of your nails

Don't worry about getting paint on the tape.

Live.Laugh.L0ve. // How to spruce up the tips of your nails

Live.Laugh.L0ve. // How to spruce up the tips of your nails

Live.Laugh.L0ve. // How to spruce up the tips of your nails

Step four - Use a cotton swab and carefully clean up any paint that got under your nails or on your fingers.

Live.Laugh.L0ve. // How to spruce up the tips of your nails

Step five - Place the nail decals along the edge of the paint on your nails.

Live.Laugh.L0ve. // How to spruce up the tips of your nails

Live.Laugh.L0ve. // How to spruce up the tips of your nails

Live.Laugh.L0ve. // How to spruce up the tips of your nails





I also got these cute decals that I can't wait to play around with. You can purchase the nail decals here and use code LLL0VE20 to get 20% off your order!

That's it! Very easy and it makes your nails look a lot more cute! Even my husband said he likes them! Woo Hoo!


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Monday, April 21, 2014

Little Moments

With everything going on, I'm just trying to focus on one moment at a time. Mostly that consist of sitting on the couch listening to my boys tell me stories, watching them play or watching TV. Other times it consist of actually being apart of those little moments.

Live.Laugh.L0ve. // Little Moments

Kage and I sitting in the truck waiting for Jay to get out of school. We don't sit in the truck very long before he gets out, but I love spending those few minutes with Kage and watching him be silly. // A sweet picture quote my sister in law sent me. That girl just gets me and loves me and I don't know what I would do without her. // My mom and I cleaning up my nephew after he fell and smacked his head on the concrete. // Jay's birthday dinner. This is one of my new favorite pictures.

Live.Laugh.L0ve. // Little Moments

I almost squealed out loud when I saw I got some IG love from Little Miss Momma. I've followed her blog for awhile now and I've always adored her. // Kisses from the birthday boy. // I love this picture I snapped of Kage. It's a new favorite for sure. // The boys racing to the truck after we picked up Jay.

Live.Laugh.L0ve. // Little Moments

Everything taste better in a glass bottle. Especially fanta. I really wish I would have grabbed more of these. // I'll be trying spark today for the first time. I've heard good things about it so I hope it works. // The boys sleeping in their tent the first night I put it up. They love it and pretty much want to sleep in it every night and we've pretty much been letting them. // My nephew H's birthday cupcakes.

Live.Laugh.L0ve. // Little Moments

Kage trying to touch the rain. By the way, if you don't have this app. You need to get it asap. I love playing around with it. // The boys Easter baskets. I filled them to the brim with goodies instead of candy. There was only two candies in there and they didn't care at all. #winning // The Easter bunny hid their Easter baskets in their tent. They absolutely loved those huge bunnies. // Kage hunting Easter eggs at H's birthday party.

Live.Laugh.L0ve. // Little Moments

Kage & his cousin coloring at my nephew's birthday party. They are such great little buddies. // There were so many kids at my nephew's party and my little sister put together a ton of eggs so, my mom's front yard was completely covered in eggs.

Live.Laugh.L0ve. // Little Moments

Our adorable boys on Easter. I love them to pieces and I'm surprised they actually agreed to let me take a picture! // The camo decorations at my nephew's party. My sister did a great job! // I'm finally decorating the walls in our home. You can see the first one here and I finally got around to doing another one. I pretty much love it. // Playing spider man Chutes and Ladders with my boys.

Live.Laugh.L0ve. // Little Moments

My sweet little Kage doing his favorite thing ever, coloring. That little boy is an artist and I love it. // Jay giving daddy hugs. This picture completely melts my heart.

Live.Laugh.L0ve. // Little Moments

My mom and Kage arm wrestling. // I love this car. I'm calling it the Titanic car. The old man who owns it was so sweet and proudly was showing it off. // The boys playing a game on the ps3. // The boys and I playing a game. :)

What little moments have you been focusing on lately?

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Friday, April 18, 2014

Trying to write through it

I keep staring at this blank screen trying to find the right words. I wanted to share this part of my story to help others, but how do I help others if I don’t even have the right words to say? How do I help others if writing is the hardest thing to do right now? I haven’t really opened up to anyone about how I feel. All most people know is that I’m depressed and they know why for the most part. I haven’t talked about what’s going on inside of me. I haven’t let the tears fall. I haven’t let anyone comfort me and tell me it’s going to be okay. I was talking to a friend last night and I told her that I was afraid to talk about this because if I start crying, I’m afraid I’ll never stop. A part of me feels like I can’t even cry though. I feel like there is no emotion inside of me. I feel empty and yet… I feel pain and sadness. I have rare moments of happiness, like when my boys do something silly and the smile comes naturally, but then the happiness fades almost as fast as it came and I’m back to feeling empty again. I have moments of anger. I know I need to get passed the anger, I’m so mad that I became depressed. I’m so pissed off that I’m struggling to pull myself out of this mess.

Live.Laugh.L0ve. // Trying to write through it

I keep getting told I’m going to get through this. To just hang in there because this will eventually pass. I know it will, I know I will make it through this too. It’s just trying to make it through that is the hard part. It’s the holding on and fighting through it that is the hard part. It’s the forced smiles and forced laughs that’s hard. It’s the way I feel inside that I can’t even explain that’s hard. It’s looking around and wondering if I’m ever going to get back to normal, if I’m ever going to be able to do anything without forcing myself to do it that’s hard. Writing has always helped me before and I’m hoping writing will help me this time too, even if I have to force myself to do it.

Fighting this is the hardest thing I've ever done, but I know I’m strong enough to get through it.

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Tuesday, April 15, 2014

Depression really does hurt

I remember when the discs in my back first herniated. I remember crying and crying a lot. I remember being scared and wondering what was going to happen next. It’s been nine months since I found out. Nine months of my life changing so drastically. It’s been nine months of not being able to give my boys piggy back rides. Nine months of not being able to pick them up and carry them when they ask me to. Nine months of not being able to run around and play with them for more than five minutes at a time. Nine months of not being able to spin them around and hear their laughter pierce the air. There has been too much of me telling them, “Honey, I can’t do that right now.” Or “Baby, we will play in a little bit.” I haven’t been able to work out and I’m starting to gain weight because of it, not a lot, but to me… it’s noticeable. I haven’t been able to clean without hurting. I can’t sit for too long and I can’t stand for too long. I have to sleep in one position in bed. My husband has held me while I've cried and rubbed my back when I just can’t move. Nine months of all of that and so much more. I kept telling myself it was okay. My life changed, but IT’S OKAY because I have so many blessings. I may be in pain and I may not be able to do everything I want to do, but God has blessed me in so many other ways throughout my 25 years of life so far. I told myself there was no way in hell I was going to slip into sadness or depression. There was no way in hell I was going to let myself sink.

Live.Laugh.L0ve. // Depression really does hurt

The thing about depression though, is that it’s like fog. It slowly starts to creep in. It’s small things at first that you may not even notice until more things start happening and then it hits you all at once and you just can’t believe it. I started noticing that I was tired a lot. Like, annoyingly tired and it was getting on my nerves. I noticed my emotions were weird. I either felt like flying off the handle or crying over nothing. I noticed my lack of appetite. Everything just seemed to be changing and then I found myself engulfed in it. I found myself not wanting to do anything. I didn’t want to blog. I didn't want to read or write. I didn't want to go anywhere. I wanted to stay in my PJs and curl up on the couch. I noticed that I had to force myself to clean. I had to force myself to get things ready for Jay’s birthday party. I had to force myself to go to the grocery store. I had to force myself to get ready for the day.

I've found myself just wanting to cry. I am fighting back tears several times a day. I feel an utter sadness. A sadness that just surrounds me and takes over. My life has changed and I don’t know if it will ever be back to normal. I don’t know if I will ever be myself again before the back pain started and I think that is what caused the depression, as well as not being able to do all the things I listed above. I have mini panic attacks when I think about the fact that I’m twenty five years old and I begin to wonder if this is what the rest of my life is going to be like. Monthly doctor visits, medicine, pain, having to fight through the pain to do the things I want to do. I wonder if this is how it’s going to be and it scares the living shit out of me. I never wanted to be depressed. I’m the type of person that looks for the Bright side of everything. Even when my back first got messed up, I was counting my blessings instead of being sad and now, I’m still counting them, but the pain of depression surrounds me right now.

Live.Laugh.L0ve. // Depression really does hurt

This life is hard. Much harder than I ever imagined. I know I’ll get through this. I know I’ll pull myself out of this mess whether my back gets fixed or not, it’s just going to take time and I’m trying. I know I've got the lord’s strength to help me. “I can do all things through Christ who gives me strength.” Philippians 4:13

I was talking to my best friend about this. I told her I feel like I’m failing at life right now. EVERYTHING is slipping through the cracks because of this depression. She informed that I was in fact "not failing and that life is hard and it took courage to seek help instead of ignore the problem." I’m trying to believe her. When I told her that I was pissed off at myself for being depressed because there are worse things to be depressed about, she told me "that was bullshit. That people who have never been depressed use that as a cop-out." She gave me encouraging words and I love her for that. She knew the right things to say and I love knowing she is here for me. Thank you Elle, from the bottom of my heart. To all of you who commented on my IG – thank you so much. All your words touched my heart and the out pouring of love and support has made me cry. I’m so thankful for each of you.

If I don’t blog as much or comment as much. If I seem distant or not myself. Just know I’m here and I’m just trying to pull myself out of this and get back to me.

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