Author: Wilder Zandonella

Social Media: The Downfall of Me

Social media can be the devil, do you feel me? Now don’t get me wrong, it has some really great benefits too. I too am one of those social sellers that will use Facebook and Instagram as my platform to introduce products. It reaches a large audience of people who I do not interact with on a regular basis in person, and pretty much everyone I know uses at least one of these. It is also a neat way to keep tabs on family that you do not get to see often. You get to see pictures of their...

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Confession of a Working Mom: My Kid Thinks I’m Super Mom

My husband and I feel so fortunate that our kids are enrolled in a daycare where the teachers upload photos throughout the day of what they are doing. Coming from our previous situation, we love being able to see their smiling faces throughout the day, and see the fun that they are having. A few weeks ago, I was at work and did my usual check to see if any pictures had been uploaded. I came across a cute picture of the class with the title  “PJ Day.” It was then that I realized, HOLY SHIT, I forgot that it...

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Finding the Silver Lining

October was a very interesting month for me. I ran my very first half marathon, which athletically is the hardest thing I have ever done. The very next weekend, I broke my right leg in a soccer game. This is the first time in 30 years of playing soccer and being an athlete that I have been injured. We are not talking the, “I broke my leg and have a cast and can resume normal life a couple of days later” kind of break either. I broke my leg so severely that I needed surgery to repair it. I’ll...

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October 8th is about ME

October 8th is all about ME. On October 8th I run my very first half marathon. Over the last few months, my friend and I have spent many hours running. We ran together, and I have run alone. I have: Ran. Sweat. Cried. Complained. Supported. Listened. Bitched. Given up. Motivated. Been motivated. Gotten hurt. Self-doubted. Seen dead animals. Hated my body. Loved my body. Lost weight. Built muscle. Pushed a double stroller. Shared many laughs with my boys. Been motivated by my boys. Been mad at my boys. Ran one mile. Ran 10 miles. In the middle of it...

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Sometimes I Hate Being a Mom

There are so many great things about being a mom. In fact, being a mom is now one of my  favorite ways to identify myself. I feel a sense of in-explainable pride when talking about my children to other people. Sure, millions and millions and millions of other women are moms too, but sometimes I just feel like the most special woman in the world because I am a mom to these two special little boys.  It really is magical. Let’s get real for a minute here. Sometimes, I simply hate being a mom though.  The desire to write this blog post came in and incredibly frustrating moment for me as I was ‘moming’ after work yesterday. Maybe this is a bias post because of the way I was feeling in that moment, but damn, do I really hate being a mom sometimes. I look forward to picking my kids up from daycare each and every day. I get a physical excitement within me, which makes me anxious to get there and see them. My oldest is 3, and the joy that comes across his face when he sees me (as he sprints across the room) is like no feeling I have ever experienced before. We get the baby, get out to the car, and then all hell breaks loose. It is obvious to me in this moment that...

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