08/06/2026
Let’s be honest for a second…
Is anyone else tired? Not “need a nap” tired. Soul tired. The kind where she’s poured everything out and she’s still being asked for more and she has no idea where it keeps coming from, but somehow it does.
Running a business. Keeping the house. Doing the school runs. Making the appointments. Carrying the mental load solo for weeks at a time in the thick of FIFO motherhood, holding it all together with coffee and will-power.
And then at the end of the day, her kid reaches up for her and she thinks… babe I am EMPTY. Like genuinely running on fumes…
And yet somehow she scoops them up anyway. Gets on the floor anyway. Finds the energy that did not exist five seconds ago because that’s just what she does.
And yet somehow she still walks around convinced she isn’t doing enough. That she’s falling short. That other mums have it more together than her. That she should be doing more, being more, giving more.
But can we just take a second and look at what she’s actually doing here?
She is more present than any generation of mothers before her. More aware. More intentional. More willing to sit with the hard stuff, break the patterns she grew up with and actively choose differently for her kids.
Most parents didn’t google gentle parenting at midnight. They didn’t lie awake questioning whether they’d shown up enough that day. She is holding herself to a standard that has never existed before — and then feeling guilty for not meeting it.
She is not behind. She is not failing. She is just doing something that has never been done before🤍
