Dear mama,
If your house is loud and your heart is tired…
If you can’t remember the last time you sat down without someone needing something…
If the days blur together and you’re holding it all by a thread —
please hear me:
You’re not doing it wrong.
You’re showing up.
Even when you’re running on crumbs of sleep and microwaved coffee.
Even when you’re doubting yourself.
Even when no one claps for you, but you keep clapping for them.
And maybe lately…
you’ve been wondering what happened to the friendships you used to lean on.
Why conversations feel harder.
Why your relationship feels distant, or strained, or like two ships passing.
You’re not doing that wrong either.
Motherhood shifts everything.
Time, energy, even connection — they get stretched and tangled.
But that doesn’t mean love is lost.
It just means you’re living in the in-between —
where the giving is constant
and the receiving takes more intention.
You are not failing.
You are mothering.
And that work, that heart, that trying —
it matters more than you know.
So today, I hope you ask.
For rest.
For grace.
For someone to see you the way your children do —
as the safe place, the soft landing, the whole world.
Of Crumbs & Cuddles 