wawasari:

my ultimate goal is to be at peace with myself, eliminate toxic feelings and elements and energies from my life, unlearn negative and harmful practices and thought patterns, stop checking for people that don’t check for me, create a space for myself that is nurturing for growth so that i may generate loving energy for myself and for others, nourish my spirit and balance my energies, i have big dreams and i deserve to live a life i love and let that love radiate

(Source: llleighsmith, via sapphiremomma)

inthe-sunflowerfield:

Being a Mom
Being a mom is late nights up watching your babies sleep, crying because you aren’t sure how you got so blessed
Being a mom is cluster nursing until you think your boobs are going to fall off.
Being a mom is toys everywhere and laundry that is never ending
Being a mom is never eating a hot meal, or when you do finally get to sit down to eat that hot meal little fingers stealing your meal right off your plate.
Being a mom is saying things you never thought you would have to say like “NO! We don’t touch the cats buttonhole now come wash your hands!”
Being a mom is tantrums because a favorite baby doll isn’t found fast enough, or simply because the sun is to bright
Being a mom is worrying over every little rash, bump on the head, or bug bite.
Being a mom is waking up in the middle of the night covered in spit up with a hot sweaty newborn pressed into your side and a foot in your back from her big sister and smiling because you can’t imagine anyone else in the world you would love to be uncomfortably sandwiched in between. 
Being a mom is I love you wars and Annie sing a longs.
Being a mom is days that make you want to pull your hair out and run to the nearest airport, and days so good you feel like you’re walking on the moon.
Being a mom is staying up until 3 or even 4 in the morning just because once they are asleep you can’t pass up the peace and quiet and the chance to finally read that book thats been collecting dust or to watch something that isn’t Yo Gabba Gabba or Spongebob Squarepants.
Being a mom is sinking into a hot bath only to have the door burst open and a little person jump in.
Being a mom is finger paints and park trips
Being a mom is to expect the unexpected, learning to stop and breathe.
Being a mom is cuddles, there is nothing better than the cuddles (except maybe the matching outfits those are pretty awesome too)
Being a mom is sloppy kisses, and big bear hugs
Being a mom is a camera in your hand 24-7 trying to capture every moment you won’t get back.
Being a mom is going to bed with a full heart because they are yours, you made them, and even though they drive you crazy they are still the best thing you’ve ever done in this world.
Being a mom is  24 hours 7 day a week. It’s seeing the world through brand new eyes, it’s an adventure.
It’s rewarding, it’s special, it’s your entire universe wrapped into tiny bodies.  It’s not always easy, but it’s always beautiful 

inthe-sunflowerfield:

Being a Mom

Being a mom is late nights up watching your babies sleep, crying because you aren’t sure how you got so blessed

Being a mom is cluster nursing until you think your boobs are going to fall off.

Being a mom is toys everywhere and laundry that is never ending

Being a mom is never eating a hot meal, or when you do finally get to sit down to eat that hot meal little fingers stealing your meal right off your plate.

Being a mom is saying things you never thought you would have to say like “NO! We don’t touch the cats buttonhole now come wash your hands!”

Being a mom is tantrums because a favorite baby doll isn’t found fast enough, or simply because the sun is to bright

Being a mom is worrying over every little rash, bump on the head, or bug bite.

Being a mom is waking up in the middle of the night covered in spit up with a hot sweaty newborn pressed into your side and a foot in your back from her big sister and smiling because you can’t imagine anyone else in the world you would love to be uncomfortably sandwiched in between. 

Being a mom is I love you wars and Annie sing a longs.

Being a mom is days that make you want to pull your hair out and run to the nearest airport, and days so good you feel like you’re walking on the moon.

Being a mom is staying up until 3 or even 4 in the morning just because once they are asleep you can’t pass up the peace and quiet and the chance to finally read that book thats been collecting dust or to watch something that isn’t Yo Gabba Gabba or Spongebob Squarepants.

Being a mom is sinking into a hot bath only to have the door burst open and a little person jump in.

Being a mom is finger paints and park trips

Being a mom is to expect the unexpected, learning to stop and breathe.

Being a mom is cuddles, there is nothing better than the cuddles (except maybe the matching outfits those are pretty awesome too)

Being a mom is sloppy kisses, and big bear hugs

Being a mom is a camera in your hand 24-7 trying to capture every moment you won’t get back.

Being a mom is going to bed with a full heart because they are yours, you made them, and even though they drive you crazy they are still the best thing you’ve ever done in this world.

Being a mom is  24 hours 7 day a week. It’s seeing the world through brand new eyes, it’s an adventure.

It’s rewarding, it’s special, it’s your entire universe wrapped into tiny bodies.  It’s not always easy, but it’s always beautiful 

(via rewritingnormal)

cleanbodyfreshstart:

earthy-soul:

mujertropical:

donnaluna:

oliviatheelf:

too-kawaii-to-die:

I don’t care what kind of blog I have I will blog this no matter what.

"Craving sensation: feeling unreal" was such a huge part of the beginning of my relapse. I was convinced that people in front of me didn’t even exist and I kept touching things and trying to feel sensation. I’m reblogging because I know that that was so horrifying for me and I never want anyone else to go through it. 

Just in case this can help someone. Some suggestions also seem harmful (eating a hot pepper really hurts!!!) but steps to feeling better and not self harming is most important. Sending you love and light

STOP SCROLLING! Please reblog this vitally important information because at least one of your followers is self-harming. Thank you!

WOAHHHH

You don’t need scars, you don’t need bruises, headaches or pain in the days following. Please - there are so many ways to fight this.

The 40+ scars on my leg are begging you to make positive changes and fight the urge to harm yourself, redirect the feelings

(Source: mentalhealthnostigma)