Let the Good Times Roll

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Hey Boo. This last week has been a complete blur. My birthday was amazing! I enjoyed watching my son play his first baseball game of the season, we had a quick dinner at his favorite Chinese restaurant, and I indulged in an amazing bottle of red wine my good friend Allie brought me to celebrate.

I recently decided to compete in the Miss Plus Size Charleston 2019 pageant, so I had my first meeting for that last week as well. To top everything off, I leave for Vegas in the morning to really kick off Level 28! It’s been a busy few weeks to say the least,but I’m so ready for some relaxation. Of course, I wait to the last minute to pack. Well, I packed but my bag was too heavy and now I have to pack again. I mean a girl need options, right?

On the inside I’m a nervous wreck. I have so many moving pieces in my life right now, it’s a little hard to keep up with at times. I’ve been wanting to start my modeling career, I’ve enrolled back in school, keeping up with my blog and resume writing businesses, on top of work and motherhood. I’ve always agreed with the saying “I can sleep when I’m dead” but this girl is in major need of nap OKAY!

With so much going on, sometimes I just feel so stuck. Stuck as in wait, what should I be doing right now, who was I talking to, who was I texting and what am I forgetting? With that being said, I think a vacation is long overdue. I look forward to sleeping in late, being with my best girlfriends, and Mai Tai’s in the sun. I’m going to miss my little man though while he’s hanging with grandma and grandpa. I think it's necessary for me to get away so I can regroup and find mental clarity. Mamas, it’s so important to take care of yourself. There’s no way you can be the best version of yourself when you’re stressed and sucked into the day to day hustle and bustle of life. I never thought I’d be the one to plan a vacation away from my son. I’m telling you honey, it’s necessary. Doctors orders. Let the good times roll!

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