6 weeks. This is what is possible in 6 weeks. I strive to have a positive mindset, but sometimes I start a new challenge, and in the back of my mind have thought, surely I won't get much more results. 😍
Why have I thought that? Because the plan I follow is realistic. It allows me to have treats, my favorite goodies, and I don't feel like I'm being restricted! 🍫🍪🍟
Why else? Because I'm not perfect, I fall off. Sometimes I want to eat all the sweets and things. Some days I don't. But I would be lying if I said I never do!
I'm a momma👩👧👦, a wife💍, a home maker🏡, a business owner👩💻. Learning daily to be the best team leader. It's a growing process, and each day I'm learning. °
But while I'm learning, my waist has been shrinking📏, and my smile growing😁. I think these pictures clearly display just that. I'm learning to love the skin I'm in. Do I have perfect abs?! Heck no! Y'all, I'm a human, and a momma, there is still loose skin, but I'm so happy to be me. To have this body that I do.
I'm ready for you and this new program! I have a feeling I'll be seeing the best transformation I've seen yet! 20 minutes a day, and guaranteed results. 😎😏
Gist of today's surprise.... She was wondering why i haven't called her to wish her happy birthday, so she to call me and tell me wa se o mo Ohun ton sele leni yii(don't you know what's happening today) and i said to her don't worry am in class after class am coming and alas i was able to put a smile on her face, all thanks to Ayodeji for coming through, hmmmmm you see this woman right here i mean Iya Moronkola she's my super woman, Wonder Woman, my hero, prayer warrior, my oludamoran, i mean if I say i should write epistle about her here won't contain us, once again happy momma
Words Matter (really). It’s easy to dismiss words as not that important. You might think that they don’t matter because after you say them, the audible sound of them is gone. But what lingers, reverberates, echoes, screams, and leaves an enduring scar is the feeling. More than a feeling, sometimes the words themselves are internally stuck on repeat… Reminding, reinforcing, and re-injuring. Words can inspire hate, love, kindness, emotional shut down, fear, aggression, action, distrust, and deflation. And they don’t just go away because you decide to make a point to be nice for a minute or even for a couple of days. It takes time and consistency to heal the damage.
I’ve been on both the receiving end and the delivery of thoughtless, emotional, reactive, hurtful, and deeply regretful words that did enduring harm. Even when those words are marginalized by their maker, or even apologized for their utterance, they still stick.
I learned the hard way. Although I had been on the receiving end many times, and I truly knew the damage done by their carelessness, I have said extraordinarily hurtful things. And while I might have tried to excuse them as being said in anger, fear, an emotional, even hormonal time, that still doesn’t make them OK. I didn’t get the chance to clean up the mess I made, and it haunts me to this day. Because I regret. And it sucks to regret it! It sucks to feel shame. It sucks to know that you did irreparable damage. Though I guess if you wanted to, you could just close your eyes and pretend that it didn’t happen. Or dismiss the words as “just words said during an emotional time, so therefore if they don’t mean anything.“
At the end of the day, nasty words say much more about the giver of those words than the receiver of them.
It’s time to be thoughtful about what we say. Because every careless word has enduring string.