Where moms who are one snack request away from snapping, come to feel seen.
This is your weekly love note, pep talk, and verbal slap-on-the-back from one bad bitch/hot mess to another. It’s short, it’s real, and it’s here to remind you that you’re doing better than you think—even if you cried in the car, served Goldfish for dinner, and threatened to run away to a hotel (again).
These aren’t Pinterest-perfect affirmations.
They’re battle cries for the exhausted, broke, still-somehow-standing moms who are making it happen with dry shampoo, iced coffee, and running on 4 hours of sleep.
Whether you’re buried in laundry, navigating toddler negotiations, or just trying to remember who the hell you were before motherhood—this space is for you.
Come as you are. Stay as long as you need. Leave feeling a little more seen and a lot more savage.
weekly reminder:
You’re not falling behind
you’re just building while dragging the whole damn house… You are not behind. You are not failing. You are not lazy. You are doing the absolute most with what you’ve got — and let’s be real, what you’ve got is probably half a tank of gas, a to-do list longer than a CVS receipt, and…
you don’t have to match their tantrum.
Reminder: Their meltdown does not require your breakdown. Listen. Your child is having a moment, not a personal vendetta. Even if it feels like they woke up today with the sole mission to embarrass you in public. You don’t need to scream back. You don’t need to justify yourself to strangers. You don’t even need…
The Relentless Motherhood 