On the way to wrestling practice like... Tights ☑️ Wrestling shoes ☑️ Lip gloss ☑️ #wrestlelikeagirl 💕 
My girls. They’re wild and free, and a force to be reckoned with. They are not quiet, or calm. They don’t sit still often. They run, leap, climb and tumble. When the older one is angry, she’ll yell, get in your face or double leg you straight to your back. Meanwhile, the younger one is LITERALLY scaling the furniture and then clapping her hands when she gets to the top. They fit the same description I often hear boy mamas use to describe their adventurous, rebellious young sons. But when the day is done, and my daughters’ seemingly endless energy supply runs dry, they snuggle up in my arms, under the covers, and remind me that they are as sweet and delicate as they are fierce, even if I’m the only one who gets to see it. And it turns out... the apple really doesn’t fall far from the tree 🌪 
Hey-ayyyyyyy-ayyyyyyyy-ayy! (Hey-ayyyyyyy-ayyyyyyyy-ayy!) #billsmafia 
I really enjoy honoring my family, and making them feel uplifted and appreciated. I want my loved ones to know that even though our life is crazy and often unstructured, their special days will still be very special. So when I found out that we’d have to travel on my baby girl’s first birthday so that @alliseeisgold could compete, I packed up some balloons and ordered a perfect cake to celebrate her in Austin, Texas. But due to COVID contact tracing, our scheduled 5-day trip ended up being basically an exhausting 2-day food tour of Austin (+ Joe Rogan 🎉), and instead of having a small gathering with a few friends, we sang Happy Birthday to Rise in our hotel room with only myself, the kids and @brookeherbert. Jordan wasn’t even able to be there since he had less than an hour to practice before we headed back to the airport. He did, however, enjoy a single bite of her little smash cake (which was honestly one of the most delicious cakes I’ve ever tasted. Shoutout @sweettreetsbakery), before we packed up our bags and had to leave behind the second, bigger cake in our hotel room. Such is life in 2021. Unexpected and disrupted, but bittersweet. Nonetheless, my squad always makes it happen. Earlier that day my husband, frustrated and out of sorts after a sudden change of plans and removal from a fight card that he spent weeks helping to put together, hurried to the bakery on the opposite side of town so that his daughter would have a first birthday cake that she wouldn’t even remember. Our babysitter cheerfully helped me blow up balloons that were totally unnecessary but also extremely enjoyed by my wild children. We tried our very best to take a few pictures and capture those short moments of our wee little birthday celebration. Today, while I was looking through the pictures, I was reminded that parenting is a lot like our makeshift birthday party. Most days are a total mess — unplanned — disrupted — just hard. But years from now we won’t focus on the mess that seemingly defined the days. Sure, we‘ll remember it. But it won’t be the main thing. Rather it’s the short, fleeting moments of happiness that we hang on to.... (continued in comments) 
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