Chapter 2: The Fight for Success

As I am driving to work, my brain is marathoning the upcoming problems and task I need to get done. Today, this week, a month from now and everything in-between.

I promise myself I won’t forget but I know if I don’t write it down, I am going to.

I Scavenge my car for  pen and paper better, but none are found. So, I do my best to repeat the important tasks until I get to my studio.

I am the owner of Temple to Wellness. Which is a dream come true. But it comes with a lot of stressors since I really want it to succeed. My goal is to help as many people as I can achieve their healthy dream life and dress well while doing it. Temple to Wellness is a full force wellness gym with a store front. We offer one on one coaching that includes nutrition, a gym, mindset workshops, community activities, and spiritual temple. We are the go-to place for balanced health.

I walk in the office, coffee in one hand and all my work essentials in the other. My Assistant greets me with an eager smile on his face and his iPad in his hand. He knows when I walk in, I am going to off load my list that I have been repeating as I drove here.

“Sam, remind me to call Sports Authority to see what their progress is on the roll out of our product line. I also need to review payroll, and trouble shoot what we have going on with Stephanie clients.”

Sam replies, “Ok done. Now don’t forget you have the team building meeting for your fitness instructors and nutritionist. Then at 4 pm you have the wrestling matches for Aidan, Chantel, and Jordon.”

“Thank you Sam I completely forgot.” I reply as I walk into my office shutting the door behind me.

I plop into my office chair. Finally, I get to drink my coffee in peace. I let out a big sigh. Abruptly, Stephanie and James walk in arguing about a client’s progress.

Stephanie shouts out, “Lavender can you please tell James that Mrs. Allen needs to eat more carbs in her diet so she will have the energy for the workouts. He keeps saying she won’t lose the weight is she doesn’t go on a low carb diet.”

“James, we eat whole food plant based diet here and that is what the clients want. I know you are new to being a chef for us but please make the meals with the macros that Stephanie lays out for each client. We all have our places within this health community. Stephanie is the nutritionist, you are the cook, Zack is the trainer, Bailey is our mindset and recover coach, Charley is our spiritual leader, and Haden is our community activity director. So please execute the plan.” I reply.

James looks at me with his chef’s hat in hand, “Ok Lavender, sorry for the interference, and thank you for the opportunity.” They both leave the room.

It’s 4 o’clock.

Sam comes rushing into my office, “Ok Lavender it’s time to get you on the road so you can go see your kids wrestle.”

I look up at him with panic, I can’t believe I lost track of time on another project. Sam and I hurry gathering up the things I need to get out of the office. Sam offers to clean up and put everything back just the way I as I scurry out of the room.

I walk in through the school gymnasium doors; Daniel is flagging me down so I can join my family to watch the matches. Realistically I don’t know what I would do without Daniel, he drives me nuts most of the time but we both keep each other on our toes in a good manner of speaking. I get so many compliments from friends, family, and surrounding parents about how much of an amazing power couple we are.

I approach my family and Daniel stands up and guides me to the seat next to his. As we both sit, he leans in and gives me a loving kiss on the forehead.

“So how was your day babe”, Daniel asks.

“It was good, some of the team were arguing today but I think I set some new guidelines for them to follow during our overdue training session.” I reply.

“Well, that’s good. Aidan’s match is up in two more minutes. Chantel has three matches on the board. And Jordan decided that he is going to go back and forth between training both though each match, instead of just sticking with Chantel today.” Daniel states as he passes me Zan Zan. Zan Zan tugs at my shirt trying to get my head in to nurse.

 We began to watch the kids do their own things on the mats. Jordan is sitting in the corner chair as he watches Aidan wrestle. Aidan is matched with this  another kids his size. When the match starts Aidan does a good job getting his opponent on the ground quickly. 

Jordan is now standing and shouting, “Aidan, you got this. Catch his arm and squish him. Your almost there. Keep going bro.”

We call Jordan our father like child because he always looks after the kids. Jordan is our straight A, 23-year-old who is going to college full time to be a doctor while volunteering at both Chanel’s and Aidan’s schools, so he can be an active part in their lives. During the weekend when he needs a little extra money, he works with Daniel doing construction work for some of Daniel’s personal clients. We both are so thankful for Jordan. He helps us keep up with all the younger children. I don’t know what we would do if all the kids ages were closer together. Having the oldest help has been a very big blessing. 

Aidan finally pinned the other kid. Jordan and Aidan are now celebrating the win as they walk over to the mat support Chantel in her match.

Chantel is our 18-year-old. She is a senior this year and is doing amazing in her grades except math. She is 100% a daddy’s girl. She has not had the opportunity to work a traditional job. She also has no ambition to get a car nor a license. She relies heavily on Jordan to take here where she wants and when she wants and Daniel on giving her money for A’s she receives.

It’s Chantel’s turn to wrestle. There are not many girls to wrestle in the surrounding areas so sometimes she wrestles above her weight case. This is the circumstances that she is facing now. Her opponent is one weight class higher than her.

Chantel and her opponent are face to face on the mat. Aidan is standing with his team mates off to the side of the mat. Jordan is sitting in the coach’s corner. The ringer dings starting the match. Chantel struggles to get her opponent down on the ground.  She eventually succeeds in taking her opponent down. Their bodies are locked in a fierce battle as Chantel struggles to pin her opponent down. Coaches on both sides are shouting words of encouragement and adjustments that are needed to succeed in dominating the other opponent. Chantel is doing an amazing job listening to Jordan. The timer has 5 seconds left on the clock as the referee taps the mat saying the Chantel officially pinned her opponent.

Chanel is on her last match. This officially means we are off to state. I am so happy that I got to see the kids in their element. At the end of the event, Aidan won his match and Chantel won two out of three matches. I find it fun when I get to come a see them wrestle. But unfortunately, with Temple to Wellness I miss a lot of family activities and events.  I don’t know about other mom’s however it kills me and makes my heart ache when I miss these moments with the kids which in turn makes my anxiety spike throughout the week.

Chapter One: Running the Marathon of Life with Anxiety

I went from being a single mom of one to a family of six overnight. This was beyond life-changing. Read all about it…

The alarm goes off in my pitch-black room. Zan Zan, our youngest, is snuggled up to me nursing. My husband, Daniel, is snoozing like he’s cutting logs right next to my head. I twist my arm smacking at my phone’s alarm trying to turn it off before it wakes everyone up. I stare up at my ceiling waiting for Zan Zan to release my boob while fighting to stay awake. He finally releases me, so I sit up slowly, grab my iPad, and tip toe out of my room. 

I feel like a hot mess, my messy bun is barely holding onto the hair tie that I wrapped it in last night. At 36 years old, I always felt like I was going to be the cute little lady who rolled out of bed and began her amazing morning routine. I dreamed I would be living out a meditative yoga lifestyle while raising a beautiful family. 

After having Zan Zan my reality is far from the life I dreamt of. My life is chaotic, messy, and full of ups and downs. Most days I feel like I am running a circus and barely holding on to the tight rope that is 100 ft in the air. 

The first thing I do when I get to the kitchen is open my morning routine on my iPad. 

  1. Make Zan Zan’s lunch and bottles for daycare. 
  2. Make Aidan’s lunch for school. 
  3. Pack my breakfast, lunch, and work items. 
  4. Make Daniel’s and My coffee. 
  5. Make breakfast and feed little humans. 
  6. Get Zan Zan dressed.
  7. Get Aidan dressed.
  8. Make sure Chantel and Jacob are awake. 
  9. Get dressed, do make up, and brush teeth. 

If I don’t open my list and get started on it, I walk around like an angry zombie that has no direction. Most morning’s Daniel leaves me alone so I can get everything ready for the day.

Today, he didn’t. He came into the kitchen with the kids. At this point I was working on Aidan’s, our 6-year-olds lunch. Daniel, Zan Zan, and Aidan all start barking orders at my simultaneously. As I try to flow with their demands, I feel my anxiety start to creep higher. Get the kids breakfast, while trying to find all the pacifiers for Daniel to wash and continue to work on the set list for us to get out of the door on time. 

I am not even halfway through the tasks that they first started barking at me when they start to make more demands. I am officially overwhelmed and walking around in zombie mode. 

Zan Zan is our one-year-old, but he is not a traditional one year old. He climbs, talks, throws full body tantrums like a two-year-old. Zan Zan loves to figure out how to do anything that he sees us doing. So far he knows how to make a coffee, brush his hair and teeth, and switch the laundry over.  I love that he is smart, but he is so hard to keep up with. 

Aidan is our 6-year-old who never stops talking. He is creative, energetic, but a cautious mama’s boy. He loves to find loopholes in our rules but also loves following and creating his own rules. 

Between both of these boys I am usually spinning around trying to get my bearings. Then when you throw Daniel in the mix it’s magnified even more. He is a strong handsome Gemini. So, he has two sides to him. There is the thoughtful loving man who is proactive in executing plans logistically. On the other side of Daniel is a big kid, he loves playing around with the kids and turning up the stress level by 3000 percent. 

This morning Daniel was both. He was conquering what needs to be done while adding more things to my already struggling balancing act that I call my morning routine. 

So needless to say, I erupted like a volcano. 

I began to rant at Daniel,” Stop adding to my list, we have 15 mins to get out the door and I only got two things on my list done. We all must still get dressed and I haven’t even started to pack the stuff I need for the day.”

Daniel looks at me dumb founded. He had no idea that I have a physical list of things to get done. Nor does he have a concept of how time works in reality. But that is mostly because he runs his own company, so he doesn’t have to follow a schedule like the kids, and I do. 

I walk over and grab my iPad and show Daniel my morning list that I must do every morning. He bursts out in laughter. He states with a cute smirk on his face, “Lavender, calm down I will help you with getting the kids ready. I should have known you had an actual list that you follow.”

I am a free-spirited individual whose mind always goes 3 million ways. If I don’t write things down, I am lost, and the things don’t get done. Daniel makes fun of me consistently because I have lists pinned up all over our house. If there could be a list, there will be. I have them for house cleaning, bathroom routines, kids’ morning routines, and more. 

We leave out of the house 20 mins late. Daniel offers to take both kids to school so I can get back on track, so I let him. 

After Daniel, Zan Zan, and Aidan leave the parking lot. I head to work. I begin my journey to work…

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