Let’s be honest. When you’re drowning in the overwhelm of motherhood, the last thing you need is another person telling you to “just breathe” or “practice self-care” like it’s some kind of magic cure-all. I get it, because I’ve been there—tangled in the beautiful mess that is modern motherhood, wondering how I was supposed to keep going when I was running on fumes and if someone looked at me a particular way, I might burst into tears.

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