You most likely heard the saying, "you are the sum of the 5 folks you hang around the most"... obviously, I'm paraphrasing, but you get the gist.

And even with my poorly performed paraphrasing, the meaning still holds true which is why one should PROTECT THEIR INNER CIRCLE. the folks you spend the most time with, love.

CHECK IT. 

When you are around folks who are inspiring, positive and focused on a mission. THEIR words will inspire you... their dreams, visions, habits will sink in + affect how you think, how you work and the habits you form.

It's why most folks do best in a MASTERMIND group with business... how having a fitness group for ACCOUNTABILITY allows people to crush their health goals...etc. You are all inspiring one another towards a like-minded goal - it may not be the same but it's moving forward.

Today, take a glimpse of the folks in your inner circle... I'll be honest, 2/5 of my inner circle are 6yr olds - YIKES!   Anywho, try to find folks who lift you up......

One of my earliest memories of my grandparents on my father's side, well, and my mom's side... is waking up early in the morning to sit at the kitchen table with a cup of coffee. 

My cup of coffee would hold more milk and sugar than actually coffee, but I would sit there in my pajamas and listen to the conversations at the table.  Just marveling at the topics they were discussing which were all above my head.  

It's a memory which floats to my mind every single time I walk pass a coffee shop and smell the aromas of coffee beans.  I think of all my grandparents and how they each sweetened my coffee a wee bit different.  Their topics of conversations were both so unique... as one set of grandparents were farmers and the others were not.  

I will be honest with you though, friend. I am not a FAN of coffee... I know shock and horror!  But I do enjoy ONE cup of coffee each morning because of my fond childhood memories AND I recently...

When you hear the word, transformation, what comes up for you?  A few people think about a weight loss journey, while others may think about a mindset shift.  For me... I think of a butterfly emerging from a cocoon - battle scars, memories of the obstacles overcome and a beautiful new beginning.

And when I think of my OWN transformation, my own journey... and it's literally a hot mess.  No jokes and I am in love with it.

See, it's not just about the POUNDS lost, but about the strength GAINED.  It is about the mental toughness and my relationship with God that became stronger.  It is about the PEOPLE who rallied with me and those who picked me up, lent me support, provided me with a roof over my head or a kind word in the darkness.  It is about the knowledge learned...  and most importantly, the truth I have found about myself.

For instance.
I've overcome holding onto strict caloric restrictions.
I've been a size...

There is absolutely NOTHING better than having a warm bowl of soup on a crisp fall day... well, maybe being debt free and living in the mountains overlooking the river or the beach, whatever your preference.  

Anywho.  One of my absolute favorite dish to whip up on the first chilly day is a dish discovered by the hubster.  See, he wanted to use the butternut squash I had purchased before it went "bad"... and if I'm being completely honest, this soup recipe has become a family favorite and one we SLIP into rotation each fall. 

Here's some cool factoids about butternut squash though (scroll down if you just want to snag recipe).  Butternut squash is a type of "winter" squash which means it's typically grown in the colder months.  It's loaded with antioxidants, vitamin C, folic acid, beta-carotene and fiber.  

This is NOT one of the produces I usually purchase from the "organic" section yet when I can find them, we snag...

One question, I hear often from clients is this... IF I could share ONE health hack to help reduce belly bloat what would it be?  

And there are so many things I could say; however, my favorite health hack to reduce belly bloat is quite simple AND inspired by my Pawpaw Broussard who just turned 91yrs old this month (September 2019).

SLOW DOWN MY CHEW

Hear me out.  

When we sit at the family dinner table on Sundays, my Pawpaw is typically the first one served and the LAST one at the table eating.   Seriously, it takes him forever to eat because with each bite he chews for at least 20 counts.

I'm not even joking!  He may have been timed by someone (ahem, me) when I was little. HOWEVER, there's something to this.  

With mastication (or chewing your food), you are breaking down big pieces of food to smaller bits... and the salvia in your mouth aids in making the smaller bits even smaller.

This way these itty-bitty particles can move down your esophagus into...

We all have a "wall", the metaphorical wall surrounding us in our comfortable cozy little bubble.  A boundary which hinders (some) of us from reaching our goals... setting new limits... pushing us to do better.

Allow me to take you on a trip down memory lane to share with you that time I LITERALLY faced my wall.

See. for our 10th wedding anniversary, the hubster + I participated in a Spartan Race.  The fact we came out of the race alive, still speaking and married makes me quite relieved.  

Anywho.  I remember the morning of the race like it was yesterday.  The hubster and I left before the sun rose to drive 5 hours to the event.  We even stopped at a hole-in-the-wall gas station to get breakfast burritos (hello, HUGE mistake).  During the drive over, we talked about the obstacles and what we expected as well as what we feared.  

The hubster was a tad bit nervous about the running as the race was anywhere between 10-15 miles in...

Name is Amber.

And I currently work from home as the "Brain + Gut Health Explorer" as well as homeschool our twin 6-year olds known as the Gillies and provide daily therapy to our little man.  To answer your questions, "NO" I am not insane nor am I superwoman.  Honestly, each day I feel LESS like superwoman and more like Bridget Jones.  If Bridget Jones didn't have a diary and instead had twins as well as a business she needed to run from home.

Yet the other day, I received a voice text from a dear friend who stated... "I think of you often as I bought you a mug that said "every day hero" and I need to ship it to you." 

Every Day Hero.

I'm not even going to lie to you... when I heard those words, tears streamed down my face.  It was pure joy mixed in with horror.  I look like I have it all together.  ME?!?  Shizzzzzzzz... that can not be, right? 

Let's just set the record straight.  I do not have it all together.   ...

All jokes açai'd, this is my favorite açai bowl recipe... so much so, that some nights I stay up contemplating opening up our own FOOD TRUCK where all I do is serve açai bowls with all the toppings.  (hashtag:  trademarking this idea, so no ideas)

Anywho.

The toppings is where the magic happens and we will get to that but first... WHY AÇAI BOWLS, Amber?  Well.  I stumbled upon the magic of these bowls when I attended a veterinary conference about 2-3years ago down in San Diego.  It was delicious but NOT something that was rather common in the boonies of East Texas... so, I forgot about them.  (tragic, I know).

Recently, our family relocated AND we may be in trouble as the place we are currently staying is 2mins from a cafe that whips up delicious açaí bowls.  Yet the price tag DEFINITELY PACKS a GUT PUNCH... so, I decided to learn how to MAKE my own.  

side note:  I still purchase a bowl...

There's a saying I use when I'm facing a lot of struggles... it may be a wee bit tacky, but it makes me chuckle + helps me take light of the situation I am finding myself in at that moment. The phrase: LIFE IS KICKING ME IN THE LADY BITS.

And let me be clear. There's a ton of folks who have LIFE kicking them in their lady bits... harder than me. Yep, it's true. And I'm here praying for you, love.

Now. Sometimes, when I am facing struggles... I feel like things are going "okay". I'm taking in information... processing... and rolling with the punches as BEST as I can. BUT my body definitely CLUES me in to the fact that I'm a bubbly hot mess with all my gut issues, lack of sleep and a new friend in the form of a pimple on my face. I call her Roberta.

Why Roberta? Because when I was in summer camp, my roommate Roberta stole my "boyfriend" at the time... and it broke my 8th grader heart. Sorry, to all the Robertas out there in the world. But, I call my pimples Roberta.

Anywho....

Do you ever wonder how some folks just have SO much energy?  It's one question I get asked quite a bit.  And it's not because I drink a load of caffeine.  I'm an one cup of coffee in the morning only type of person (any more and it makes my gut completely miserable).

Well.  I'll share with you one of my favorite hacks for feeling energized throughout the day and it's dedicated to my beautiful redheaded grandma whom I call, Gromeré.  At 91yrs old, she taught me the power of a good 15-20 minute power nap.

STORY TIME

Growing up, it was nothing for my grandparents to have family/friends over.  During that time, my grandma would disappear for 15-20 minutes while everyone was playing cards or taking a break for lunch.

By the time, you were searching for her... she would pop her beautiful redhead into the room with a huge smile on her face.   It wasn't until years later, she confessed to me that she would go in the other room and...