Recipe: Perfect Breakfast Sandwich

Why is this called Perfect?  Because it truly is!

The right amount of protein, the right amount of carbs, the right amount of fat.  But most importantly the right amount of deliciousness!

Here’s what you need:

  • 1 slice of Ezekiel bread toasted
  • 1/2 avocado or 1/2 packet of individual guacamole
  • 1 sliced tomato
  • 2 eggs
  • hot sauce or banana pepper rings if you like some spice

Toast the bread, cook the eggs, slice the tomato and avocado and then assemble.  Super simple and so good.

Let me know if you try it and what you think.

Till next time…Sparkle on!


Giving Yourself A Break

How often have you given others a break?

How often have you given yourself a break?

That’s what I thought…you give breaks to everyone except yourself.  Because for some reason you feel like you should be perfect.  Why?

This weekend was my son’s birthday party and I hated every minute of it.  I didn’t get to talk to anyone.  I was worried about the food running out, the coolers not having enough water, when should we do the cake, if my kids were okay, if people were having fun.

By the time it was over, my oldest had thrown up twice because all he would eat was chips, had no water and was running around in the hot sun for most of the day.  My youngest was so exhausted and cranky, we had to put him down an hour early and then he ended up getting sick the next day.

And I was physically and emotionally beat that I drank a glass of wine and went to bed at 7:30pm.

I threw  the party out of expectations of others, not because I really wanted to.  I felt an obligation since I threw a big party for my first son….it was only fair to do that for Linc.  Mind you I did not want to throw my first son’s birthday party either.  I mean of course I wanted my boys to have the best parties and so I threw them one.

The party was a success.  Everyone had a great time.  Great memories were captured and I do rock as a mom! (giving myself that break right there…like that?)

So next time you feel like you suck, remember you don’t.  Give yourself a break.  You deserve it.

Till next time…sparkle on!

1 Year

My youngest turns one!

As I lay him down to sleep on his last night of being a “baby” tears well up in my eyes.

In a way, I can’t believe how the time flew.  But in a way it feels like it’s been a long road. With him, the pregnancy was hard.  The delivery was hard.  And the postpartum was super hard.

And although I would have liked things to have been a little better, I wouldn’t change it for the world!  It made me who I am and so much more.

As the tears welled up, I thought of all the hard times.  I thought of how I’ve been injured all year.  I thought of how this freaking baby weight WILL NOT come off.  I thought of the depression. And then I looked down at this little boy I was snuggling with and I thought of him.

I thought about our time together during my maternity leave.  Our walks together.  His smile.  His cuddles.  His blue eyes.  His love for his older brother.  His love for just about everyone.  How his face lights up when he first sees me and crawls super fast to get to me.

I thought about how even though it’s been a rough road for me personally, it’s been an amazing one for him.

It has taken me a long time to come to this realization but I wasn’t meant to get my fit body back just yet like I did with Holden.  It will happen…Rome wasn’t built in a day!

Instead I was meant to focus on working on myself and finding my self love.

Tomorrow he’ll wake up and be officially one.  And I’ll officially be 1 year wiser.

I cannot wait to see how his little personality evolves and continues to brighten our family.

Till next time….sparkle on!

Being Open

August is crazy for me with two kids birthday’s 8 days apart and parties to plan.  After celebrating my oldest birthday over the weekend, I was ready to get back into a routine.

And just like that, life happened and things got crazier.  My youngest had hand mouth and foot disease and I thought he was fine to go back to daycare but apparently not.  Daycare wouldn’t take him for two days.

I was ready for another day of shuffling around my schedule, getting stuff ready for my parents to take him when my husband called to tell me, daycare took him since he was way better than on Monday!

Yeah and now I had time on my hands since I was planning on working from home.  Typically, I would watch my DVRs and then start my day but I wanted to really embrace this time to myself.

I wanted to complete an exercise my coach recommend and I decided to really make it an event, like a date with myself.  Because how often do I have time in the early morning all to me?

I got my ice coffee, put on a YouTube on Law of Attraction that played music in the background and began to write out my responses to the exercise.

Wait (record scratching)….

Who is this person? Coffee, yes! Law of attraction stuff…not so much.

But I decided to do it anyway.  After I completed the exercise I felt great, accomplished and ready for the day.  The sun was shining in my kitchen and I could feel its warmth and I smiled thinking, what a great day!

What I realized in that moment is I’m a different person than I was at the beginning of the year.  At the beginning of the year I was in a lonely, dark, low place.  Working out would have helped me pull myself out of that funk but since I had injury upon injury that was not an outlet I could depend on.

Instead I had to be open to trying new things like meditation, yoga, reading up on self-love, manifestation, and law of attraction.  Because I was open to different things this year, I joined a group with a coach to help me realize my full potential.

And that group has lead me to realize I have a coaching program just waiting to come out and share with other women.  It’s in the works…so stay tuned!

My point is if we close ourselves off, we might not gain the growth we need for the next phase.  I am a firm believer that when things aren’t working, something better is coming.

In order to get to that something better, we have to allow and be open to what is coming.

What have you been open to lately?  Or what are you going to open yourself to?

Till next time….Sparkle on!

Birthday Parties

Some people rock at giving their kid’s birthday parties.  I am not one of those people.

I dread it.  I  even told my husband when it was getting close to planning my oldest son, Holden’s first birthday, that we should just not have parties till the kid understands them.  That didn’t fly so needless to say we’ve had birthday parties every year.

And every year, I at first get excited about it and then the dread comes in.

For Holden’s first, we had it at the house with a ton of people and I literally had a panic attack in the bathroom while my guest enjoyed themselves.  After that we said immediate family only until this year.  This year, for his 4th, I thought it was time to have a kid’s birthday party.


His birthday was this weekend and we rented out a bouncy house place and everyone had fun and enjoyed themselves except… guessed it…ME!

The dread started the minute the invites were sent and the RSVPs started coming in with nos due to vacations, etc.  My heart sunk thinking Holden’s not going to have any of his friends there just the adults.

Luckily, his most important friends came and the had a great time  But I did learn that having a summer birthday will be tough so most likely next birthdays will be in September once the school season starts!

The day of the event I started to have anxiety before leaving for the party.  And then when the party was going on I was worried about every little thing and praying everyone else was having a good time.

People were hungry and the pizza wasn’t coming for another hour.  People wanted to go on games that cost money and I didn’t know that these were even part of the venue, so I had to figure out a way to get quarters.  Holden had 2 melt downs.  And then I think most of the kids there had a melt down too….that’s what 4 is all about, right?

When it was over, I was exhausted.  I didn’t really have a chance to talk to people or enjoy Holden having fun.  Which he did and at the end of the day that is the most important reason for having these kids parties.

I share this, not to be Debbie Downer, but to keep it real.  I love my kids and would do anything for their happiness.  So if that means throwing them parties, then so be it.

I get to do this all over again in 2 weeks for my youngest turning 1.  This one will be at my house similar to what we did for Holden’s first.

Not really looking forward to being miserable during the event so I’m going to work on my mindset during my meditations this week and next.  I’ll keep you posted.

So, I want to know…who else is with me in not really feeling it with your kid’s birthday parties?  Please tell me I am not alone.

Till next time…sparkle on!


I didn’t post this week due to my hectic life…can you relate?  I know you can!

So here is my life in a nutshell:  I’m planning 2 birthday parties for my sons (their birthdays are 8 days apart but for my sanity I booked their birthdays with one weekend in-between), work is out of control, just when I think my Achilles’s heel is getting better, my neck acts up and then I sprain my toe…and holy crap does that hurt, and lastly I have been trying to figure out if I should continue being a coach.  During this chaos I had 2 major realizations.

They say you have to hit rock bottom before you can truly see the light (something like that, but you know what I’m getting at).  That is kinda what happened here.

My first realization (not a dramatic as hitting rock bottom) was during a future self meditation, which I highly recommend anyone do.  I’ve done it 3 times and each time I get closer to the person I want to be and this time, rocked my world.

I asked my future self what she was up to and she responded by saying I’m in the process of writing a book for a program I developed that helps women become the women they have always wanted to be through fitness and self-love.

So my answer on continuing to be a coach was answered in this meditation.  My future self told me to do it all in my own terms and not set a deadline because this should be fun and not stressful.  I took her advice and have been spending an hour a day on the program when I have time.  I didn’t do any over the weekend.

It’s starting to move out of the brain storming phase and into the outline with content phase.  Still no clue about timing or cost, but if you want more info, make sure you are on my email list so you are the first to hear about it!  Just click to sign up!

My second realization was more of a rock bottom one and had to do with my constant pain.  I have been in pain all year, which has hindered me from losing the baby weight.  But this weekend it hit me harder than before when I had to leave a friend’s son’s birthday party early because I just couldn’t deal with the pain.

I got so mad at myself that I needed to leave a party early where my family was having fun at because my leg hurt so much.  Which then made me think of how I can’t even go for a family walk because of my injuries and then I thought of everything else I wasn’t doing because of these injuries.  Needless to say I got in a funk and decided to cancel another week of yoga.

I went to bed early and when I woke up, I had determination to get better and stay injury free for a long time to come.  My body needs rest, apparently, so rest is what it is getting.  No workouts till I feel 110%.  My goal is to feel 100% by Paris so I can walk around and not feel pain.

Sometimes realizations come into our life when we need them and some times they come in when we resist them the most.  In my case it was both.

Till next time…sparkle on!