Niykee Heaton

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Happy Birthday Baby. The first lullaby I ever wrote for my son while he was still in my belly. I wrote this as a attempt to capture that love they say is more powerful than anything. That love that can lift cars, and move mountains. Thank you, my angel. For teaching me what it means to really love. You are the piece that was always missing. Now you know where you belong. 

MY HEART | STREAMING EVERYWHERE
Happy Birthday Baby. The first lullaby I ever wrote for my son while he was still in my belly. I wrote this as a attempt to capture that love they say is more powerful than anything. That love that can lift cars, and move mountains. Thank you, my angel. For teaching me what it means to really love. You are the piece that was always missing. Now you know where you belong. 

MY HEART | STREAMING EVERYWHERE
Happy Birthday Baby. The first lullaby I ever wrote for my son while he was still in my belly. I wrote this as a attempt to capture that love they say is more powerful than anything. That love that can lift cars, and move mountains. Thank you, my angel. For teaching me what it means to really love. You are the piece that was always missing. Now you know where you belong. 

MY HEART | STREAMING EVERYWHERE
Happy Birthday Baby. The first lullaby I ever wrote for my son while he was still in my belly. I wrote this as a attempt to capture that love they say is more powerful than anything. That love that can lift cars, and move mountains. Thank you, my angel. For teaching me what it means to really love. You are the piece that was always missing. Now you know where you belong. 

MY HEART | STREAMING EVERYWHERE

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Lately, I’ve been getting called out for posting my postpartum weight loss, claiming that I’m “culture shaming”. 
After giving birth, I searched for tips, tricks & plans to help me get back to my old body. I found nothing. The only articles I read passive aggressively shamed new moms for focusing on their appearance because apparently when you give birth: your identity,  happiness and self-worth are second rate. We’re supposed to “accept the changes” and be content with our new bodies. 
Well, I wasn’t content. I wasn’t happy. I found that I wasn’t enjoying these precious moments with my newborn baby because I was so miserable. I cried every time I looked in the mirror. I felt trapped in someone’s else’s body. It wasn’t me. 
So, instead of being bullied into submission by mommy blogs: I took control and changed my circumstances. I worked my ass off because I deserve to look in the mirror and take pride in what I see. Because my son deserves to look back on memories and see his mama smiling & confident, instead of hiding out of frame. 
There’s nothing wrong with being curvy, just like there’s nothing wrong with being thin. 
There IS something wrong with the mindset that women are supposed to forfeit their right to work on themselves, better themselves & celebrate their successes after giving birth. Call that whatever you want, but I won’t apologize for taking care of me.

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Hi soulmate.
Hi soulmate.
Hi soulmate.

Hi soulmate.

The best compliment I’ve ever got:

“I enjoy her very much. Not because of her body, but because she makes society nervous. How is possible that a woman could be so comfortable in the skin she’s in. It makes both men & women sick to see you not care.”

Never apologize for loving yourself. You’re the only person you’ve got.
The best compliment I’ve ever got:

“I enjoy her very much. Not because of her body, but because she makes society nervous. How is possible that a woman could be so comfortable in the skin she’s in. It makes both men & women sick to see you not care.”

Never apologize for loving yourself. You’re the only person you’ve got.
The best compliment I’ve ever got:

“I enjoy her very much. Not because of her body, but because she makes society nervous. How is possible that a woman could be so comfortable in the skin she’s in. It makes both men & women sick to see you not care.”

Never apologize for loving yourself. You’re the only person you’ve got.
The best compliment I’ve ever got:

“I enjoy her very much. Not because of her body, but because she makes society nervous. How is possible that a woman could be so comfortable in the skin she’s in. It makes both men & women sick to see you not care.”

Never apologize for loving yourself. You’re the only person you’ve got.

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It’s more than a brand. It’s a movement. For women who won’t apologize for their sexuality, their strength or their power. @naturylbynbk
It’s more than a brand. It’s a movement. For women who won’t apologize for their sexuality, their strength or their power. @naturylbynbk
It’s more than a brand. It’s a movement. For women who won’t apologize for their sexuality, their strength or their power. @naturylbynbk

It’s more than a brand. It’s a movement. For women who won’ Read More

I am so obsessed with you.
I am so obsessed with you.
I am so obsessed with you.

I am so obsessed with you.

I’m doing something.
I’m doing something.
I’m doing something.

I’m doing something.

If you’re not happy: change it. Because you’re the only person who has to wake up each morning, look in the mirror, and deserve to love what you see.
If you’re not happy: change it. Because you’re the only person who has to wake up each morning, look in the mirror, and deserve to love what you see.

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One year ago, my life changed forever. One year ago, in a pool filled with rose petals, I was broken and then reborn. One year ago, I met the part of me that was always missing. Happy Birthday, Damien Mandela. Mama loves you forever.
One year ago, my life changed forever. One year ago, in a pool filled with rose petals, I was broken and then reborn. One year ago, I met the part of me that was always missing. Happy Birthday, Damien Mandela. Mama loves you forever.
One year ago, my life changed forever. One year ago, in a pool filled with rose petals, I was broken and then reborn. One year ago, I met the part of me that was always missing. Happy Birthday, Damien Mandela. Mama loves you forever.
One year ago, my life changed forever. One year ago, in a pool filled with rose petals, I was broken and then reborn. One year ago, I met the part of me that was always missing. Happy Birthday, Damien Mandela. Mama loves you forever.
One year ago, my life changed forever. One year ago, in a pool filled with rose petals, I was broken and then reborn. One year ago, I met the part of me that was always missing. Happy Birthday, Damien Mandela. Mama loves you forever.
One year ago, my life changed forever. One year ago, in a pool filled with rose petals, I was broken and then reborn. One year ago, I met the part of me that was always missing. Happy Birthday, Damien Mandela. Mama loves you forever.
One year ago, my life changed forever. One year ago, in a pool filled with rose petals, I was broken and then reborn. One year ago, I met the part of me that was always missing. Happy Birthday, Damien Mandela. Mama loves you forever.

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