Dear Exhausted Mom,
I’m not here to tell you it’ll all be over soon, because I don’t know that.
But I am here to tell you that you’re not alone.
Because I’m doing it, too. Miles away from you, I’m spreading butter on toast for a pajama-clad little one before sunrise, yet again.
You may feel alone, but you’re not.
Years from now, you’ll look back on these days and see the superwoman that you’re being for your child.
So carry on. And know that you’re a rockstar.
xox another exhausted mom