Ashley Molitor

The Relationship-Saving Skill My Husband Showed Me (That I Wish I’d Learned Sooner)

I didn’t grow up hearing the words rupture and repair—but now that I understand what they mean, I can’t unsee how powerful they are.

Rupture: Those moments when something’s off—tension, disconnection, harsh words, slammed doors. The vibe shifts. And while it might feel like everything’s falling apart in the moment, rupture happens. It is human. It’s what we do after that matters most.

Repair: There’s something powerful about repair—and I don’t just mean teaching it to our kids. I mean modeling it. Living it. Owning our humanness in front of them so they know it’s safe to be human, too.

I can't say the start of this process in our home was me—it was Aaron. As he was working on his emotional regulation, he learned that outbursts are still bound to happen, but he could still take action to repair the situation—something NEITHER of us ever did in the past nor even knew was a thing. (We are over here undoing years of parenting in the only way we knew how, and now that we know better, we’re doing our damndest to do better. Still messy. Still human. Definitely not perfect.)

One of the things Aaron realized—and helped us all start to understand—is that we don’t have to just "let it blow over." That old idea of sweeping it under the rug and pretending it didn’t happen? It doesn’t work. What does work is coming back together, owning what happened, and choosing to repair instead of ignore.

Things to consider:
-If you're not in a place where you're ready to admit that you didn't like how you showed up—like saying, "I was wrong"—then you're just not there yet. You have to be able to take ownership.

-It would be nice if we could always correct our kids without losing our shit—but for a lot of us, that just isn’t available emotionally in the moment. And that’s part of our work. (i.e. learning to regulate your own emotions..our kids aren’t responsible for our emotions, we are - I’ll share more on this at a later date, don’t you worry)

-You can still correct your kids—because you're the parent—you’re even allowed (and expected) to guide them. But delivery matters, so when you do it from an activated or reactive place, that where the rupture happens.

-In those times when you do lose your shit (because yep, it’ll still happen), take the time to calm down, then come back and own it. You can acknowledge what happened on both sides and name what needs to change. That’s the repair.


ANYWAY…

The whole reason I started this post is that the other night, my son was spicy. He said something that rubbed me the wrong way, and I told him—gently but honestly—how it landed. I also let him know I needed a minute to process it. Later that night, he came to me. He explained what he really meant, why he said it, and that it didn’t come out the way he intended. And even said he was sorry.

That moment hit me—not because he was perfect or handled it flawlessly. But because he came back. He took ownership. He repaired. And I wish I could say he learned that trick from me, but his dad has shown him the power of repair. Aaron has honestly been way better at this than me—he’s been modeling it for longer, and it’s something I’m still learning. My first repair with Mason, I sent via text message. #momoftheyear

But it was better than sweeping it under the rug. Work in progress over here, for sure.

A few weeks ago, we had another moment like this. We both lost our cool. Aaron was traveling, emotions were high, stomachs were empty, voices were raised, and it wasn’t our finest moment. But later that night, we both apologized. We both acknowledged that we didn’t like how we showed up in that moment. We explained how each of us was feeling that caused our reactions - we took ownership - “it wasn’t you, it was me and I’m sorry I acted that way.”

That’s not something I saw modeled growing up. My parents yelled, but I don't remember either of them ever apologizing. (This is to no fault of their own—they likely parented the way their parents did.)

For a long time, I believed that when I yelled at my kids, I was a shitty parent and I was completely screwing them up. So I just lived with mom guilt and shame of not being able to go back and get a do-over with my kids. Which by the way, when we constantly live with these thoughts and feelings - they create more of what we DON’T want to do as a parent - but that is another blog, another time.

I didn’t realize two really important things: 1) I could learn how to better manage my emotions, and 2) I could repair. I thought once you lost it, the damage was done. I had no idea that going back to own it could be part of the process, too.

It’s not about being perfect! It’s about what you do after.

I don’t want my son (or daughter) thinking love means never getting upset. Or that strong relationships are the ones where no one ever says the wrong thing. That’s not real life. Real relationships have friction. People get it wrong. Emotions take over. And the most important part isn’t being flawless—it’s being willing to go back, take ownership, and try again.

That’s what we want to normalize.

I want both kids to know that it’s okay to be human. That repair matters more than perfection. That circling back and saying, “Hey, that didn’t feel good, and I want to make it right,” is strength—not weakness.

Because if we don’t show our kids how to apologize, how to own their mess, how to come back to the table… then how will they ever feel safe to do it themselves?

Repair starts with us. Not because we’re trying to be the perfect parent. But because we’re working on being the human one.

Also, this whole concept of rupture and repair? We didn’t invent it. It’s not some magical parenting tool we dreamed up one night. It’s been around. We just never learned it. Or had the emotional capacity to use it. Until now. And it would be selfish of me not to share how it has positively impacted our home - not just with the kids but also in our marriage.


PS - Repair isn’t an excuse to keep yelling and apologizing on loop. At some point, the cycle has to shift. That’s where emotional regulation work comes in. We can’t just rely on repair to clean up our messes—we have to also work on making fewer messes in the first place. Not from perfection, but from growth.

The goal isn’t to never mess up again. The goal is to mess up less often, and repair more consistently when we do.


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The Thought That’s Quietly Sabotaging Your Eating Habits (and What to Do Instead)

You know those moments when you feel like you should have more control around food?

And you say things like,
“Why can’t I just stop eating once I’m full?”
”I knew I wasn’t hungry, but I ate it anyway… what’s wrong with me?”

Those might sound like harmless questions, but underneath them is one thought I hear from women all the time—

“I have no self-control.”

And it sounds like the truth.
Except that thought? It’s not motivating you.
It’s sabotaging you.

Why This Thought Is So Damaging

When you tell yourself “I have no self-control,” here’s what happens:

  • You feel defeated before you even begin

  • You spiral after one snack or choice that didn’t go as planned

  • You stop trusting yourself

  • You prove yourself right—over and over again

That thought becomes your identity… and the cycle continues.

What If You Got Curious Instead?

Instead of labeling yourself, try asking:

  • What was I feeling before I ate that?

  • Was I actually hungry—or just tired, stressed, or overwhelmed?

  • What do I actually need right now?

That’s where everything shifts.
Because when you move from judgment to curiosity, you create space for something new.

New thoughts like:

  • “I’m learning to trust myself around food.”

  • “I’m figuring out what actually feels good for me.”

Not just fluffy affirmations—but actual thoughts that build self-trust, one choice at a time.

This Is the Work I Do With My Clients
A lot of women don’t even realize how powerful their thoughts are, around anything, not just food.
They think they need more willpower, a new plan, better discipline or are just stuck, in general.

But the truth is—your thoughts are the root of your results.

This is why I coach the way I do. We slow it down.
We get curious. And we shift the thoughts that are keeping you stuck so you can actually build something sustainable.

So next time your brain wants to throw out “I have no self-control”—pause.

That’s not the truth. That’s just an old thought.

And you don’t have to keep believing it.

Ready to change the story you’re living in? I’ve got a few coaching spots open—click here to learn more.

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You're Just One Scribble Away from Shifting Your Story

I like to think I’ve gotten pretty good at challenging my 'I can’t' thoughts... but this one snuck right past me.

I’m currently in a coaching container where we’re working on expanding our capacity, and I had a mini ah-ha moment this morning — a breakthrough, if you will. Here is what I shared with them:

I’ve been thinking a lot about capacity* lately — what I believe I can handle, what I think I’m capable of, & where I quietly tell myself, 'I can’t.'

A few weeks ago at Epcot (during the Festival of the Arts), my daughter wanted to go to an Animation Academy presentation. I hesitated — I actually almost just watched — but the cast members (and Maren, my mini me) convinced me to grab a pencil and a blank piece of paper.

We sat down, and all I could think was,
"I can’t draw."
"There’s no way I can do this."

(Now I can see — that was just an old story I’d been telling myself.)

I texted my husband and friend saying, “This is going to be a hot mess...”

Even as the artist walked us through it — my brain kept saying, “No way this is gonna be Goofy...”

Yep, I kept doubting myself — even when the drawing was literally coming together in front of me.

Isn’t it wild how doubt shows up — even when you’re already proving yourself wrong?

But then... it did come together.

And the pride I felt in myself? Honestly, I hadn’t felt that in a long time.

Fast forward to this morning — I was walking on my walking pad when I glanced over and saw my Goofy drawing hanging in my office. And it hit me…

I walked into that room with zero belief in my ability to draw. I had no capacity for it.

But here’s the thing...

  • I built the capacity by sitting down, starting, and trusting the process.

  • I didn’t have to believe I could do it or know how — I just had to follow the next step.

  • With that decision to try, I expanded my capacity & shifted my story.

And now? I know that if I really wanted to learn how to draw, I could. The capacity is there — I just hadn’t tapped into it yet.

Here’s what I want you to know:

  • You don’t have to fully believe in yourself to begin — you just have to start.

  • Change the story and take action as if you’re already that person.

  • Sometimes you don’t realize how capable you are until you look back and think, “Wait... I did that?”

A ‘Lil assignment for ya:

Let’s start with the fun one:

  • Can you look back and think of something you once thought, "No way..." — but now you’re like, "Wait... I DID that!"

Now, let’s see where that story might be holding you back right now:

  • Where are you stuck in the story of "I can’t..."?

  • Where have you decided, "I’m just not someone who..."?

  • Where are you limiting your capacity before giving yourself a chance to see what’s possible?

Notice the story — then challenge it.

Trust yourself enough to start, even when you’re convinced you can’t pull it off. That’s what expanding capacity (& shifting your story) is really about.

You don’t have to feel ready — you just have to be willing to give yourself a chance to surprise yourself.

And honestly? I def surprised myself — my Goofy is f’n good. 😂👏🏼


*CAPACITY: Your potential to handle, learn, or achieve something — even if you haven’t tapped into it yet.
It’s not about what you already know or believe you can do — it’s about what you’re capable of building through practice, effort, & experience.

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Guilt vs. Gut: Learning to Tell the Difference

JA Biz Town.

The field trip where I let "mom guilt" make my decision. 🤣

Would I do it again if I had another kid going through it? Nope. Was it terrible? Also nope.

I actually got lucky with the biz I was assigned to and a group of kids who handled things pretty well on their own. But... not being with Maren on a field trip? Definitely not my jam.

I'm sharing this as a blog post for anyone who missed my stories about how I had to have my coach literally talk me through why I said yes in the first place...because I think there is a lesson here for all the moms.

Turns out my “yes”, it wasn’t my voice at all — it was guilt. It was the voices around me. The "good mom" narrative that said I should go.

“It’s their last field trip in Elementary School.”
“You won’t get to do this again…”
“It could be the last time they ask you to come...”
“You really should, she will have that memory forever…”
Oof, of course anyone would feel obligated after hearing all of that…

Y’all, I knew zero about this field trip when I OVER zealously volunteered.

Fast forward to last week — I was stressed about how the whole thing worked (i.e. I would not even be assigned to Maren’s group), regretting my decision, and honestly debating emailing the teacher to see if another mom or dad (who was genuinely excited) wanted to take my spot.

But I didn’t. Because guilt kept me frozen. I spent two days telling myself, "Other people will think I’m a terrible mom if I back out."

So I texted my coach.

And she asked me three questions that hit hard:

  1. If I knew Maren wouldn’t be upset if I didn’t go, would I give up my spot?

  2. If I knew the teacher wouldn’t be left high and dry, would I give up my spot?

  3. If I was in a vacuum — no outside voices — what would I say to going?

It was so obvious once she asked those questions... my answer was "no" all along. I’d just let guilt drown out what I already knew.

I did end up emailing the teacher once I got that clarity... but by that point, it was too late to back out. And honestly? It turned out fine. I made the best of it and still showed up in a way that felt good for me.

Even posting this makes me nervous — fear of other moms judging me for admitting this is real. But I'm sharing it for the moms who feel the same way but are afraid to speak up.

My truth doesn’t mean I love my kid any less; it just means I have a different idea of how I want to show up for her (and her brother) than other moms — and that’s okay!

This is a prime example of 'you do you.' We all get to show up differently. We get to decide what’s important to us and what we can let go of — but first, we have to drown out the outside noise telling us what we should want to do or worrying about what others will think.

And if you’ve ever been stuck in that guilt spiral, you know how loud those voices can get.

For me, this was a powerful reminder that I get to decide what feels right for me as a mom — not what other people think I should do.


If you’re feeling stuck in a decision right now, here are some questions to ask yourself:

  1. If no one else knew about this decision, what would I choose?

  2. If I wasn’t worried about what others would think, what would I do?

  3. Am I saying yes because I want to or because I feel like I should?

  4. If this decision didn’t impact how others see me, what would feel best for me?

  5. Am I trying to avoid guilt, judgment, or disappointing someone by saying yes?

  6. What would 'Future Me' — the version of me that feels calm, clear, and aligned — choose in this situation?

  7. Am I sacrificing my peace or values to meet someone else's expectations?

  8. Would I still make this choice if I knew no one would thank me or praise me for it?

  9. If I knew my kid (or partner, friend, etc.) would still feel loved and supported, what would I choose?

  10. What feels like love — for me, for my family, for my peace of mind?

Lesson learned: Sometimes you say yes because you want to, and sometimes you say yes because you feel like you should. Knowing the difference? Game changer.

If you’ve ever let guilt talk you into something, know you’re not alone. The voices around you can get loud. But tuning into what you really want? That's where the magic happens.

Thankful for a mom friend who was in charge of Maren’s job / space - she snagged pics and sent them to me. She was the CFO of the radio station.

Side note on why it was not my jam:
1) Not being able to see Maren in action. I attend field trips to be with her but I did not get a chance to go to her business & see her working. I would have LOVED to have experienced it with her. That was first “oh f” moment for me when I got my volunteer paperwork to sign, realizing I wasn’t even part of her group.
2) I got to see her when she was running around “shopping” & snagged a selfie + a pic of her with a friend.
3) We tried to eat lunch together but the cafe was packed, I ended up standing next to her with my arms pinned to my side shoving an “adult lunchable” in my face while she chatted with friends and kids ran into me trying to get from table to table. I was literally just in the way. LOL.
Then it was back to our own businesses. But I stand by what I said above, I showed up in a way that felt in alignment for me, despite it not being my ideal volunteer situation.

Again, this is my experience of it - another mom may go to this field trip and have a complete opposite story - THAT IS OK! That doesn’t make my story or hers any less valid or true.

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A Lesson in Resiliance

I feel like this deserves a spot on the blog….

It happened... 3rd time’s a charm, I guess?! Let me give you a "little backstory" on why this is a big deal in our house:

Mason played rec ball as a kid but never really got into it. Took a break, stepped onto the mat (martial arts), and eventually got back into rec ball.

When we moved to California, he found a travel ball team and decided he was ready to take the sport more seriously. When we came back home, he kept at it—playing for different travel teams.

If I’m being honest? He wasn’t great. He knew it. We knew it. LOL. But that didn’t stop him from showing up—even when some of his teammates weren’t exactly kind to him.

After seeing how competitive travel ball was here, Mason realized he had some work to do—and he didn’t shy away from it. He focused on three key things:

1️⃣His Attitude: Mason was letting the words of others—and how he showed up in the game—affect his mood.

This was a mix of growing up, learning to manage some ADHD tendencies, and finding the right teammates and coaches.

We’ve come across plenty of coaches who shouldn’t have been coaching... but that’s a rant for another day—one with so many layers that it still makes me a little angry just thinking about it.

Instead of dwelling on that, we focused on what Mason could control: His attitude. His responses. His reactions.

Thankfully, this past season, he landed on a great team with a solid coach. And just to cover all of our bases (haha, get it?), we brought in a life coach who focuses on mindset for athletes — and that’s been a total game-changer.

2️⃣ His Hitting: After freshman tryouts, when he didn’t make the team, Mason came home and said, “What can I do?” That’s when we found CJ, his hitting coach since 2023.

3️⃣ His Pitching: After sophomore tryouts, when he didn’t make the team again, Mason got clear on where he wanted to spend 100% of his energy and decided to add pitching to his skill set. So on top of hitting, he joined the pitching program at P3.

He’s put in the work—mentally and physically—not because he’s chasing the big leagues, but because he genuinely loves the game.

And this year? That dedication finally paid off.

The head coach pulled him aside and told him he’d seen Mason’s growth over the last couple of years. He gave Mason credit for continuing to show up—even when he didn’t make the team, when most kids would have quit. (At this point, Mason’s brain went straight to “Great, I’m getting cut again”—but nope.)

Instead, the coach offered him a spot on the JV team.

We don’t know his official position yet since things have shifted a bit since that conversation, but either way, his effort didn’t go unnoticed—and for that, Mason is beyond grateful.

What blows me away the most is that Mason took each roadblock and turned it into a new opportunity for growth. At his age? I would have been like, “Yeah, I’m good... I give up.”

We are incredibly proud of his resilience, his hard work, and his love for the game.

This journey has been tough at times, but Mason’s story is proof that showing up—even when it’s hard—matters.

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