momma to baby e

I am a proud momma to a bubbly, beautiful, little lady - E, who entered my world at the most perfect time; turning it right side up. I am twenty-something, single, full-time college student and employed on top of the momma status. I reblog a lot more than I post personal entries, however, all reblogs are instances/circumstances I am passionate about and/or can relate to: parenthood, mental health, fitness, food/recipes and daily life. I do not post personal pictures. Oh, and, I absolutely love elephants!

[sixpenceeeblog]

Do you ever think about the after-effects of a broken heart. The damage you feel. The small things you do. Subtle, embarrassing things. Maybe its a song you listen to over and over again. Or all the times you broke down crying. The loneliness you feel. The anger that erupts from nowhere. The blame you need to attribute. The emptiness that haunts you. All the conversations you imagined, the scenarios you played out. Passing by their ghost every time you walk by the spot they were standing. Looking at the empty space next to your bed. The things you could’ve done differently. The biggest what if. All things they’ll never know.

(via sixpenceeeblog)

[wnq-writers]

Maybe it wasn’t the “almost” that broke my heart. It was the long nights we spent together, and how you made me feel, like i was so far in the sky no plane could bring me back down. Again, it wasn’t the almost. It was the maybe. Maybe i’m loved, maybe i won’t hurt, maybe we will be together, it was false hope that broke my heart.

skyline-hurricane, writing prompt #67: write about an almost relationship, which broke your heart (via wnq-writers)

[purplebuddhaquotes]

[damnselfly-b-deactivated2022042]

quick protip: if someone is crying or freaking out over something minor, eg wifi not connecting, can’t find their hat, people talking too loud, do NOT tell them how small or petty the problem is to make it better. they know. they would probably love to calm down. you are doing the furthest possible thing from helping. people don’t have to earn expressions of feelings.

[shoren18]

I’m just gonna put it out there that if someone’s freaking about something small, they’re really freaking out about something big that they’re trying to deal with, or something long term that’s been building up, and that little thing is the straw that broke the camel’s back.

I don’t know, try and give people the benefit of the doubt. Don’t be the next straw on their broken back.

[jrkaplonski]

Needed this today.

[animate-mush]

People don’t actually go from 0 to 60. If you think they did, you have failed to notice how long they’ve been at 59.

[bogleech]

that last addition

[beauty-in-healing-deactivated20]

today may not be your day but still allow yourself to be thankful that today was given to you

you are alive, whether you feel it or not // m.h. (via beauty-in-healing)

[ampulex--compressa-blog]

This is a bad day, not a bad life.

something @littlekhaleesii tells me when I’m down on myself (via brood-of-bastards)

[therobinsonstory]

⋆ I either eat too much or eat too little. There's no in between. ⋆

[supposedtobe]

You’re crying. You’re crying under the stars listening to that song that you played on repeat for three months when the first boy you thought you loved left you when you were fifteen. You’re crying into a pillow that has seen three years of tears since that day, listening to that same song because a different boy left you today. You’re crying and the moon is shaking her head because we never seem to learn that the people who are able to reel off sweet talk so fluently are usually the ones able to say goodbye without a hitch in their voice or a catch in their throat. You’re crying because it hurts. You’re crying because you think this is the end of the road. You’re crying and that’s okay because tears are the first step in healing and this is not the end of your journey.

And it’s okay to cry a little longer, 13/04/2016 (via afadingdancer)

[puellaeternus]

Friendly reminder

“In a healthy relationship, your partner hears you out if you’re upset, and their goal is to avoid upsetting you in the future, not to debate whether you should have been upset in the first place.”

[journeyofheatherandethan]

This ^^^^

[kacy-kicked-obesity]

I think I lost something you guys…. Anyone seen 102 pounds?… No? Me either and I’m 100% ok with that. 😍

[jamongthewildflowers-deactivate]

Posting these again because it’s so relevant in my life. We truly do need to end the stigma on mental illness & the treatment of mental illness. I’m going to keep talking about it until it’s normal for it to be part of a regular conversation. If by continuing to talk about / post about my struggles & coping methods with depression I help / convince just one person to seek treatment, then my life has found meaning. I absolutely will fight your judgmental family / anyone who makes it difficult for you to even seek treatment, in any form. You deserve a life that is easy to handle. You deserve to have the tools to live life fully. I pray that none of you have to feel as empty, dead, overemotional, sick, blank, and contradictory I’ve felt my entire life. If you do, I pray that you find a treatment that brings you to experience life for real and clearly. I still get depressive episodes & feel / think negative things, but the beautiful thing is that they’re episodes now, moments in a day where I feel like that, it’s no longer my perpetual state of being. I now have the ability to form the confidence to do things that are considered normal, day to day things, like driving on the freeway, leaving the house without having to physically force myself to, etc. I’m just now discovering who I am, and it is exciting, scary, and wonderful. 😊🌞🌞🌞🌌🌌🌌🌌🌌💓💓💓💞

[runsonpizza]

An old high school friend took his own life today… Mental illness is no joke. Don’t be afraid to reach out for help. You don’t have to go through whatever it is that you’re going through alone.

[pr1nceshawn]

Never look down on anybody unless you’re helping him up.

[maeganbobaegan]

[plaid-and-bowties-deactivated20]

PSA FOR STRICT PARENTS

I get that you don’t want your kid to end up a wreck. But it doesn’t matter what you ban or don’t want them to do. They’re going to do it either way just without your consent.

Ban tattoos, bam they’ve found a needle and some pen ink and poked the word “fuck ” into their hand.

Disregard their feelings, but don’t wonder why they self harm and try to kill themselves. Because they were struggling and you shut them out.

“No sex”, we’ll honey you might as well have a pregnancy, or an std on your hands as they didn’t even know what a condom was.

“No alcohol under my roof.” Love, that’s the best way to get your kid caught drunk in a public park.

No dating. Why? So they can date a person that’s toxic behind your back? Suffer abuse and have a negative person affect them?

Parents, watch what you say.

Don’t just say no, explain to them, be accepting. You were a teen once too. They’re not babies, they will understand. Kids will do what they want, make sure they’re safe about it.

[telaryn-deactivated20221028]

I am a parent who has successfully raised a kick-ass young adult, and I approve this message.

[trainingfaith]

Fake Service Dogs?

You’re sitting at a cafe with your friend when suddenly a woman walks in with a toy poodle in her purse. The manager at the counter informs her “I’m sorry, but we do not allow dogs”. She replies with a heavy sigh and a “She’s a service dog. She can come with me”. Not knowing much about service dog law, and worrying about getting sued for asking further questions, he sits this woman down at a booth. There, she promptly unzips her purse and places the dog on the booth seat next to her. When the woman’s food comes out, the little dog begs and she feeds her bits off her plate. This dog is not public access trained, and proceeds to bark at those who walk by. This dog is a nuisance and causes many in the restaurant to complain. The manager cannot do anything but inform the unhappy customers that this is a service dog, so he can’t ask her to leave. In the end, it’s the customers who end up leaving.

Now I walk in with my highly trained service dog pressed against my leg in a perfect heel position, and I’m quickly bombarded by the manager telling me “No dogs! No dogs! We ALL know what happened last time”. Confused, I tell him “This is my medical alert and medical response service dog. Her right to accompany me is protected under federal law.” With a sigh, he seats me at a table far away from others where my dog promptly tucks under my feet, out of sight. When my food arrives my dog is still tucked tightly under the table because she knows she’s not supposed to eat when she’s on duty. She stays there ignoring those who walk past for the remainder of my meal. When we leave, a woman by the door exclaims “Woah, I didn’t know there was a dog here!”

See the difference?

Scenario number two occurs at a local grocery store when a man decides to bring his certified emotional support animal into the store with him. Upon entering he flashes a fancy ID card and certification papers. This dog is not as unruly as the first, but he still forges ahead of his handler, sniffs the food on display, and may seek attention from those who walk past. You find this dog adorable, and when he and his owner walk past you ask to pet him. The owner says yes and explains how all he had to do was go online, register his dog, and a few weeks later they sent him a vest, ID card, and certification papers.

Now I pull into the same grocery store. I’m in a rush to get an ingredient for a dish I’m making so I hurry into the store with my service dog next to me. I’m quickly stopped by a manager who demands to see my service dog’s certification card. Remember, this is NOT required by law, and most real service dog teams don’t have them. After 15 minutes of trying to educate, pulling up the ADA website on my phone, back and forth bickering, and drawing more of a crowd than I want to describe… I’m finally allowed in. I grab my ingredient, stand in line (where my service dog obediently moves between my legs to make space for those around me), and I get bombarded by people asking to pet my dog. I explain that she’s working, she has a very important job to do, and she’s not allowed to be pet while on duty. People walk away grumbling and complaining about how rude I was when other handlers like the man they met earlier allow their dog to be pet.

Moral of the story? Fake service dogs create real problems. The ones who are impacted the most are the true service dog handlers who rely on their dogs every day to help mitigate their disability. How would you feel if everywhere you went, you couldn’t make it 10 feet in the door because people were asking you questions? Imagine how much time that would take out of your already hectic day. Businesses lose customers because word gets out that there are unruly dogs in their store, customers become misinformed and start thinking some of these behaviors are okay, some people even start to believe the lies that anyone can just register their dog online and make him a service dog. The result? MORE fake service dogs. MORE real problems.

[roguishpixiedreamgirl]

Fucking preach

[moxie-bird]

How to talk to your daughter about her body, step one: don’t talk to your daughter about her body, except to teach her how it works. Don’t say anything if she’s lost weight. Don’t say anything if she’s gained weight. If you think your daughter’s body looks amazing, don’t say that. Here are some things you can say instead: “You look so healthy!” is a great one. Or how about, “You’re looking so strong.” “I can see how happy you are – you’re glowing.” Better yet, compliment her on something that has nothing to do with her body. Don’t comment on other women’s bodies either. Nope. Not a single comment, not a nice one or a mean one. Teach her about kindness towards others, but also kindness towards yourself. Don’t you dare talk about how much you hate your body in front of your daughter, or talk about your new diet. In fact, don’t go on a diet in front of your daughter. Buy healthy food. Cook healthy meals. But don’t say “I’m not eating carbs right now.” Your daughter should never think that carbs are evil, because shame over what you eat only leads to shame about yourself. Encourage your daughter to run because it makes her feel less stressed. Encourage your daughter to climb mountains because there is nowhere better to explore your spirituality than the peak of the universe. Encourage your daughter to surf, or rock climb, or mountain bike because it scares her and that’s a good thing sometimes. Help your daughter love soccer or rowing or hockey because sports make her a better leader and a more confident woman. Explain that no matter how old you get, you’ll never stop needing good teamwork. Never make her play a sport she isn’t absolutely in love with. Prove to your daughter that women don’t need men to move their furniture. Teach your daughter how to cook kale. Teach your daughter how to bake chocolate cake made with six sticks of butter. Pass on your own mom’s recipe for Christmas morning coffee cake. Pass on your love of being outside. Maybe you and your daughter both have thick thighs or wide ribcages. It’s easy to hate these non-size zero body parts. Don’t. Tell your daughter that with her legs she can run a marathon if she wants to, and her ribcage is nothing but a carrying case for strong lungs. She can scream and she can sing and she can lift up the world, if she wants. Remind your daughter that the best thing she can do with her body is to use it to mobilize her beautiful soul.

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This is so so so so important.

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