• I currently have a rug burn on my chin from folding hand towels. Thankfully my chin whiskers hold them in place. #somuchwinning #lifeofmom #parenting #70sbaby #zima #vcr #blockbuster #pitfall #bigwheels
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    I currently have a rug burn on my chin from folding hand towels. Thankfully my chin whiskers hold them in place. #somuchwinning #lifeofmom #parenting #70sbaby #zima #vcr #blockbuster #pitfall #bigwheels
  • It’s like you have to roll to your side, use one leg at a time, and lean on something stable. Thank you @howtobeadad for memeing what we are all thinking.
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    It’s like you have to roll to your side, use one leg at a time, and lean on something stable. Thank you @howtobeadad for memeing what we are all thinking.
  • Please follow my meme crush at @ksujulie - she be funny and I promise you’ll like her.
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    Please follow my meme crush at @ksujulie - she be funny and I promise you’ll like her.
  • @itsmommyhour has her priorities straight give her a follow and say hi #coolbeans
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    @itsmommyhour has her priorities straight give her a follow and say hi #coolbeans
  • Thanks for sharing @todayparents xoxo #momsinminivans #instagram #instamom #seriouslywhereamisupposedtobe?
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    Thanks for sharing @todayparents xoxo #momsinminivans #instagram #instamom #seriouslywhereamisupposedtobe?
  • The first step in healing is recognizing you have a problem. #memelife #momsofinstagram #truth #iscrollthereforeiam #funnymemes #funny #dontgettooclose
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    The first step in healing is recognizing you have a problem. #memelife #momsofinstagram #truth #iscrollthereforeiam #funnymemes #funny #dontgettooclose
  • Part 2. I don’t know who may need to hear this, and I hope you never get depression. If you do, please get help. A strong talk therapist and the right anti-depressant. There is NO shame in needing help. If you see someone you love who can’t find joy, do not look the other way. When depression has you, you can’t lift yourself up. You need to crawl down in the hole and say “I don’t know who this is, but it’s not my friend and I miss her.” Here’s the kicker. She’ll fight you. Depression likes the hole. But you need to reach down and pull them up. I remember those that walked by me looked down and said “bummer for you, good luck” and I remember those that got a ladder crawled down and pulled me back. I don’t fault the lookers, if you’ve never had depression you may not recognize it. But those of us that have are in a special club that we never wanted to be in; but we see each other. You have every right to wake up to happiness. You have every right to see the good in the world. If you need help let someone help you. You are so, so worth it. Always - Whitney
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    Part 2. I don’t know who may need to hear this, and I hope you never get depression. If you do, please get help. A strong talk therapist and the right anti-depressant. There is NO shame in needing help. If you see someone you love who can’t find joy, do not look the other way. When depression has you, you can’t lift yourself up. You need to crawl down in the hole and say “I don’t know who this is, but it’s not my friend and I miss her.” Here’s the kicker. She’ll fight you. Depression likes the hole. But you need to reach down and pull them up. I remember those that walked by me looked down and said “bummer for you, good luck” and I remember those that got a ladder crawled down and pulled me back. I don’t fault the lookers, if you’ve never had depression you may not recognize it. But those of us that have are in a special club that we never wanted to be in; but we see each other. You have every right to wake up to happiness. You have every right to see the good in the world. If you need help let someone help you. You are so, so worth it. Always - Whitney
  • I posted this on my IG Stories and a friend asked that I share this in my regular feed (it’s a 2 parter). After my second child I got roofied by depression. It took me down for almost two years. I didn’t/couldn’t stop crying. As a generally happy person this collapse of my ability to find joy was totally foreign to me. I blamed my job, my boss, my husband, my family. It wasn’t pretty. I wasn’t pretty. I said some terrible things. I am grateful no one abandoned me, they had every right to do so. I eventually took some time off for “stress”. After finding a therapist and having some uncomfortable sessions she looked at me one day as I was complaining about my “stress” level and said “you aren’t stressed. You have depression.” What?!? Me?!? No! You see I’m a happy person, it’s everyone else’s fault! She laughed very kindly and maternally and asked why did I think I hadn’t stopped crying for 6 months. Putting a name to it was revelatory. For the first time I was able to realize it was a sickness. I got on Prozac, was one of the 12% of people who gain belly weight from it- 15 lbs in 8 weeks- and no I never lost it. But it helped. And I started dancing again. It helped. I slept. It helped. I had to rally back against some people in my life that said “stress” was a weakness and “depression” was something you could just snap out of if you tried hard enough. I didn’t have the energy to explain to people this wasn’t true. I took me another 8 months to right my ship. All in all it was a 2 year journey. It still visits me from time to time. I can see it come from the periphery and start to encroach like a fog trying to hug me. My sense of smell changes and my muscles tighten. I feel these things physically before the sadness starts. When the sadness comes now, it wraps me up, holds down my arms but doesn’t take me out at the knees. I know it now. I know it’s not permanent and I know it will pass. I’ve gained empathy for those that experience this and hope they get help.
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    I posted this on my IG Stories and a friend asked that I share this in my regular feed (it’s a 2 parter). After my second child I got roofied by depression. It took me down for almost two years. I didn’t/couldn’t stop crying. As a generally happy person this collapse of my ability to find joy was totally foreign to me. I blamed my job, my boss, my husband, my family. It wasn’t pretty. I wasn’t pretty. I said some terrible things. I am grateful no one abandoned me, they had every right to do so. I eventually took some time off for “stress”. After finding a therapist and having some uncomfortable sessions she looked at me one day as I was complaining about my “stress” level and said “you aren’t stressed. You have depression.” What?!? Me?!? No! You see I’m a happy person, it’s everyone else’s fault! She laughed very kindly and maternally and asked why did I think I hadn’t stopped crying for 6 months. Putting a name to it was revelatory. For the first time I was able to realize it was a sickness. I got on Prozac, was one of the 12% of people who gain belly weight from it- 15 lbs in 8 weeks- and no I never lost it. But it helped. And I started dancing again. It helped. I slept. It helped. I had to rally back against some people in my life that said “stress” was a weakness and “depression” was something you could just snap out of if you tried hard enough. I didn’t have the energy to explain to people this wasn’t true. I took me another 8 months to right my ship. All in all it was a 2 year journey. It still visits me from time to time. I can see it come from the periphery and start to encroach like a fog trying to hug me. My sense of smell changes and my muscles tighten. I feel these things physically before the sadness starts. When the sadness comes now, it wraps me up, holds down my arms but doesn’t take me out at the knees. I know it now. I know it’s not permanent and I know it will pass. I’ve gained empathy for those that experience this and hope they get help.
  • ✅Fact. ✅Things that guys don’t know. ✅If you don’t know who it is it’s probably you. #girlfriends #saturday #firecrotch #littlesecret
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    ✅Fact. ✅Things that guys don’t know. ✅If you don’t know who it is it’s probably you. #girlfriends #saturday #firecrotch #littlesecret