It’s Okay to Ask for Help

Oomph.  This past weekend was another doozy.  Last weekend we moved, this weekend we painted, and both weekends I didn’t shower for two days in a row.  I definitely had a “glow” to me and it wasn’t a pregnancy glow.


In high school my dad and I painted my bedroom, but I guess I forgot how much work painting entails.  The bottoms of my feet ache, my knees are tight, my shoulders are sore, and my neck is stiff.

Last week Ryan and I made a list of rooms that we wanted to repaint/touch up, but I completely misjudged how long the process would take.  Clean, sand, patch, sand, tape, edge, paint, apply a second coat, touch up mistakes, and finally clean {again}.  I thought we could plow through our entire list in two days.  I was wrong.

We managed to repaint the entire half bath and master bathroom, plus we patched/touched up the kitchen, dining room, and family room.  Next weekend we’re planning to tackle the master bedroom and nursery.  The basement bathroom and bedroom are last on our list.




Despite waking up this morning feeling like I did two full days of BodyPump, I actually enjoyed spending the weekend painting.  It’s so rewarding and much more budget friendly than hiring a contractor.  Not to mention, I learned a lot…

Like how to spackle holes in the wall.  That when in doubt, go with gravity and start painting the top first – ceiling, walls, doors, and the trim last.  Goof Off is a messy painters’ best friend.  I’m a messy painter who drips paint all over herself and the floor.  And most importantly, it’s okay to ask for help.

Ryan and I have had an overwhelming number of friends lend a helping hand the past couple of weeks.  From giving us boxes, to helping us pack/unpack, giving us a good laugh when frustrations are running high, keeping our bellies full with good food, and helping us fix mistakes the contractor made before we moved in.  It’s hard to put into words how appreciative and thankful we are.  We truly could not have done it without their help.

Help.  When the word first comes to mind, does it have a positive or a negative connotation?  In my personal life I’ve always struggled with asking for help.  I have no problem asking for help in work situations – if I don’t understand something, I’m the first to raise my hand.  But when it comes to asking for help from my family or friends, I tend to shy away and wait until I’m totally desperate.


Why?  Shouldn’t it be easier for us ask for help from the people we’re closest to {family and friends}?  One would think.  But time is precious.  It’s one of the few things in life that you never can get back.

In my mind, asking for help from is essentially the same thing as asking someone to share their time with me.  And I know how busy my family and friends lives are, so I assume that they don’t have extra time for my needs.  But the past two weekends have helped me to realize that my thinking couldn’t be further from the truth.

Family and friends are in our lives for numerous reasons and one of them is to help when called upon.  Asking for help doesn’t make a person weak.  It doesn’t make them needy.  It doesn’t mean that they’re incapable of doing things themselves.  It’s okay.

Thank you to all of our family and friends for your help.  You all have been wonderful and we definitely couldn’t have done it without your help.

— Allison


100 Happy Days: Day 1 – Day 8

Read about why I’m doing the 100 Happy Days challenge here.  Sign up to participate yourself or join me – for just a day or the remainder of the challenge – the more the merrier.  Don’t forget to tag your pictures with #100happydays and #lifesabowlhappydays.  Stay connected with Life’s a Bowl on Facebook, Instagram, and Twitter.  Below each picture I copied the caption, minus the hashtags #obvi.

100 Happy Days Challenge Header Evidently Charlie made me happy a lot last week.  He’s been great company this summer, especially while Ryan has been away for work.  He’s such a charmer and cuddler ;)

Day 1


I love that he loves laying on my baby belly ♥  Today marks day 1 of the 100 Happy Days challenge…  I thought it would be a fun way to countdown to Baby Szed’s due date.  Day 100 is November 13th.

Day 2


So much to be happy about today.  Today marks 26 weeks pregnant!

Day 3


Spent this past week in Philly!  I LOVE{d} having the opportunity to travel with my husband {Charlie too} on a business trip and spend the days touring.  Back to VA to start packing for our move next week!

Day 4


What a WONDERFUL night!  Had a blast celebrating the newly engaged couple and seeing old friends!

Day 5


I’m incredibly thankful for everything my husband does for me and our growing family.  He’s the hardest worker that I know, is extremely modest, puts the biggest smile on my face, still makes my heart flutter after 5 years, and is gonna be a great dad…  So much love ♥  And yes, he’s showing off my baby bump!

Day 6


Be the person your dog thinks you are.  Give lots of kisses, seize the day, always be ready for adventure, stick by the ones you love, and love unconditionally.  Love my first baby, my fur baby

Day 7


Listening to the pouring rain, culling on the couch, and catching up on the DVR.

Day 8


Happy to have a rich blue sky today after yesterday’s downpours – it’s a beautiful day in Virginia.

Question:  What’s made you happy lately?

Question:  What’s the last good thing you’ve done to help someone else?


— Allison


Baby Szed’s Gender Reveal Party

Good morning, y’all!  Ryan and I are hurrying to get out the door this morning because we’re headed down to Richmond for a wedding.  It’s a quick 24-hour trip, but we’re thankful to have the opportunity to attend this wedding because it’s for a very good family friend…  She has known me since the day that I was born and is the pastor who married Ryan and me almost 2 years ago.  So many wonderful memories!

We’re also thankful for friends who generously offer to come watch Charlie while we’re away because he can be a real buddy sometimes.  Always wanting to cuddle, go for long walks, play, and do tricks for treats – it can get exhausting ;)

Oh Thursday I shared my first Bumpdate: 24 Weeks and thought it would be fun to rewind to our Gender Reveal Party, almost exactly a month ago on June 28th.

Ryan initially thought that I was crazy when I told him that I wanted to have a gender reveal party, some of our friends laughed out loud, and others had no idea what we’d be celebrating at a “gender reveal” party.  They said they first thought that Ryan or I were going to reveal a secret about our gender…  HA!

At the end of the night, everyone had a fun time.  It gave Ryan and I a chance to celebrate Baby Szed with our friends together since we’re planning to have separate showers – a traditional baby shower for me and a diaper party for Ryan.  Diaper party, another party that Ryan has never heard of.  I blame Pinterest for putting all of these silly party ideas in my head.






















Question:  What’s your favorite wedding memory?  I’ll always cherish the beautiful memories from my wedding, but one of my earliest wedding memories is from when I was a flower girl for one of my childhood babysitters.  As I approached the end of the aisle I turned around and scanned the crowd for my parents, simultaneously shouting “I HAVE TO PEE!”  I wish I could remember the look on my parents faces.

Question:  Have you ever attended a gender reveal party?  Or a diaper party?

— Allison