Correlation

Three toddlers. Three sets of big feelings.
One mommy-and-me hour that ended with me fried before the workday even started.

So after drop off (and before returning with outfit changes as a concession to the tantrums), I took a 15-minute nap.

The nap was 15 minutes.
The guilt lasted about the same.

Which raises a question — why do we demonize something our body is actively telling us it needs?

Here’s the part nobody tells postpartum moms: your performance — at work, with your kids, in your own head — is downstream of your recovery.

And your recovery has been outsourced to “whenever you can.”
That’s not a system. That’s a hope.

The Shift opens this September. Waitlist is live — link in bio.
↓ Send this to the mom who needs the permission.

Save this. Send it to the friend who needs it.

Burnout in motherhood doesn’t look like collapsing.

It looks like THIS.
Subtle.
Cumulative.
Invisible to everyone but you.

The 60-second self-audit is in my DMs — DM me CHECK and I’ll send it.

(And yes — this is exactly what “The Shift” starts with. We’re going live June 2. More to come tomorrow.)