This one is for all you mommas out there who have ever struggled with postpartum depression. I remember being pregnant and thinking that would never happen to me… well it did TWICE. I don’t know why we are so afraid of admitting when we need help, like we are supposed to be supermom all the time. That if we don’t have it together all the time then we aren’t a good mom. If I need help, that means I am doing something wrong. Having that feeling that I should be able to handle all of this because all these other moms can, but why? Why do we sit there and feed ourselves all these lies? Why do we beat ourselves so far down that we have to fight like hell to get back up? All because we don’t want to be labeled “that mom” that has PPD? Do not for one second try to think you are doing something wrong. Do not think that for one second that there is something you could have done differently. I remember after my first daughter was born I struggled with breastfeeding, it…