Our Engagement Update

It’s been an incredible 3 weeks as an engaged women. I’m still on a total high.

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Josh and I have begun searching out venues and are learning SO much. This is completely new territory for the both of us. With each tour and bridal show, we are learning a little bit more about what we want and don’t want and are able to narrow in on our vision. There’s a location near our hometown that has drawn me in from the first time Josh and I first stepped foot on the property just months after dating. I went back there this past weekend as a bride to be, and it all felt so real. I hope we can announce a date and location soon.

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Josh was out of town on business this past weekend and Landyn was with her dad, so my mom packed up her bags and stayed the weekend with me. She showed up Friday afternoon with a stack of wedding magazines and spent the whole weekend helping me get ideas for Josh and I’s special day. We shopped, went out to eat, had heart to heart chats, decorated my house, played hair salon (yes, my mom highlights my hair), toured a wedding venue, and stayed up watching chick flicks and eating ice cream. It’s been forever since we’ve done that. There is nothing like a mother’s love.

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10612549_10154466769720367_5627723777873285591_nRan into this beauty at a Bridal Show. Such a small world and amazing treat. 

So thankful to both of my parents for always loving on me and sharing in my excitement right now. Their support and willingness to give Josh, Landyn and I a wedding is pretty darn awesome. How lucky we are to have their love. Love you Dad and Mom.

More to come…

Lindsay

Introducing the Blonde Lab

When I started this blog almost 5 years ago, I went into it blind. I simply thought I was creating a platform for family and friends to keep up with my new family. I had been given the most perfect gift and I wanted to share every milestone, every outfit, every adventure as a new Mom. Little did I know that this blog would morph into so much more. It would become a personal testament to my growth into motherhood, my place to document one of the hardest points in my life, a place where I’d be blessed by friendships I would have not otherwise known, and my greatest source of inspiration that pulled talents from me that I never knew existed.

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Through the years, this blog has allowed me to test the waters in different areas. Crafting. Shop owner. Fashion. Health. Personal style. I’ve been all over the board. But I needed that. I needed to test out different interests and find the one that really sticks. I needed to find my voice. My “why” in this whole thing.

I have been going back and forth with my direction for this blog for 3 years now and it finally feels right. I’ve out grown my name here and I knew it was time to close a chapter. “Leelala” was a time in my past. It will forever be a part of who I was, and I have a beautiful daughter that will uphold that “Lee” name. That’s her’s to shine through. Moving forward it doesn’t feel right as my brand anymore. I’m Lindsay Roberts. That’s my identity and a name that I am proud to call mine.

Think of this as simply a redirection. Same “me”, just more on purpose about my nitch. My goal is to narrow in on my true passions and what allows me to shine. To stand out and not get lost in the shuffle. The blog world isn’t what it used to be and it’s easy to get lost in the mix. I was starting to feel like I was treading water, not taking this space to the next level.

Thank you all for following me on this crazy journey. I feel like some of you are family to me because you have stood by me through it all. My life as a new mom, my struggles, my happiness, my lessons, my growth. Thank you. You all have a special place in my heart.

I can’t wait to see what’s in store.

Lindsay

How Yoga Changed my Life

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I’m not a gym going kind of girl. Besides hearing the phrase “it goes by so fast”, one of the phrases I hear quite often as a Mom is “how do you stay so fit”. I always smile graciously and credit it to living a healthy lifestyle, but for me personally I think it comes down to genes. Thanks Mom and Dad. I enjoy my sweets and I drink entirely too much Diet Pepsi. Hey, I’m working on it.

With that being said, I am not out trying to loose weight. Sure I’d love to tone and there is ALWAYS room for improvement, but the gym is practically torture for me. I’ve learned over the past few months though, that breathing and exercise are two of the best ways to combat anxiety. I remembering rolling my eyes and expecting some sort of quick fix when my therapist told me that for the first time. I wondered why I came into her office each week not seeing improvement… I wasn’t doing my part.

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I noticed a friend of mine going to YogaWorks near my house, so I started to do some research. The more I investigated, the more I realized that Yoga was EXACTLY what I needed. Meditation, relaxation, getting in touch with your inner self, working on strength and balance, staying committed to myself, and most importantly, breathing.

I went down to the studio and signed up immediately. It’s been a game changer you guys. With the hustle and bustle of everyday life, taking time out of my day to meditate and do some deep breathing was just not in my cards. I needed to be put in that zen like atmosphere where it was practically forced for me to get to that place. When I walk in that studio, I am able to close the door on the stresses of the outside world and just focus on me. It’s therapy.

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The world isn’t easy. We are all fighting a hard battle. No matter where your struggles lie, know that there is something out there to help combat it. I have felt so alone in my anxiety for YEARS, but the more I find ways to work through it, the more I learn about myself in the process. I know what works for me and what doesn’t. I know the big things to avoid and the little ones too. I am more opt to speak my mind and deal with problems as they arise which has been huge for me. I started making a gratitude journal that I write in daily of all the things I am thankful for. Positive self thoughts make all the difference. I even got Landyn involved in yoga. My yoga studio has family yoga where your kids come and learn the fundamentals. Landyn busts out the downward dog position like its her job. Had I known at a young age how to really BREATHE, a lot of my anxiety would have been alleviated. A calm mommy is a calm child. It’s SO important. If you can’t get into a Yoga studio, do breathing exercises at home. Watch uTube videos, get a group of friends together and form your own group at the park. Work with what you have.

I tell you this because I believe there needs to be more knowledge on natural ways to combat anxious feelings. I am a work in progress and still have anxious days, but I take them as they come. It’s a one day at a time deal. Take them as they come.

Are there any other Yogi’s out there? I would love to hear from you.

 

Lindsay

For you Dad…

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As a child, I was a total mommy’s girl. I never wanted to leave my mom’s side. My parents split when I was in the second grade, and I remember the attachment to my mom only intensifying. Ironically enough, some of my favorite childhood memories were spent at my Dad’s house. I remember trips to Sea World, camping, Big Bear, lake trips, days at my Dad’s movie set, mornings spent at Paint Pals and Discovery Zone, pool parties, and Eggo waffles for breakfast… all happy things. So I look back and wonder why I had such bad separation anxiety from my Mom. You look back on pictures of me from age 7-12 and I was likely crying or had red eyes. It’s something now, that my Dad and I laugh about.

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Somewhere during my high school years, my Dad became my hero. The guy that saved me from my crazy, lost self. The one that took me (and my best friend) in when we had no place to go, no questions asked. The guy that funded my many privileges, even when I was less than deserving. The guy that loved me when I was not very lovable. The one that cried happy tears when I told him he was going to be a Grandpa and watched me get married all in the same month. The guy at my bedside minutes after delivering Landyn with flowers in hand. The one that spoils my sister and I with an all expenses paid trip to Hawaii for a week. The one that saved me from an unhealthy marriage and helped Landyn and I get on our feet. The guy that has a soft side and has cried with me before. The one that makes me laugh harder than anyone can. The guy that is a “guy’s guy” yet ended up with 2 daughters and a grand daughter.

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I love you Dad. You are my hero, and I owe it all to you.

And to all those who have lost their Dad, who don’t have a father figure in their lives, and too all the single mom’s that play both roles, you are in my thoughts today. For me, I am counting my blessings.

Lindsay

Lindsay