Dear stressed out Mama,
I see you.
I see you relishing the amazing thing that motherhood is, while still feeling totally overwhelmed and exhausted at the end of the day. I see you being pulled in a hundred different directions and trying to make everything work for everyone else without a second thought to your own needs.
I see the guilt you feel in those moments you do stop to take care of yourself. I see your grimace when others try to make you feel guilty for spending any time or money on yourself, and the shame that creeps in as you silently concede “maybe they’re right.”