MotherhoodIstired.
There are things about motherhood we say out loud.
And things we almost never do.
The beautiful parts.
The brutal parts.
The things we miss.
The things we love.
The things we thought only we felt.
This is a place for all of it.
Read hers.Then write yours.
No two experiences of motherhood are the same.
But somewhere on this wall, you might find a woman who has felt something you have.
And maybe that makes both of you feel a little less alone.
Motherhood is hiding the good snacks.
From Lauren
I lost her at 19 weeks. I still count her when someone asks how many kids I have.
From Anonymous
Motherhood is loving them so much it scares me.
From Rachel
Two years of negative tests. Every month I let myself hope anyway.
From M.
Motherhood is a 6am cartoon I now know every word to.
From Nicole
No one told me postpartum anxiety could look like cleaning the kitchen at 3am because if I stopped, the thoughts got loud.
From Priya
Motherhood is doing the math on every single nap.
From Jess
I resent my husband for sleeping through it. Then I feel guilty for resenting him. Then I’m tired again.
From A.
My 16 year old texted me “love you” from the school bus. I sat in the driveway and cried.
From Denise
Motherhood is “mom, mom, mom, mom, mom.”
From Kels
61 days in the NICU. I learned to read her monitors before I learned her cry.
From Tasha
Motherhood is awe. Actual awe. Every day.
From Bri
I had a thought about dropping him down the stairs and didn’t tell anyone for a year because I thought it meant I was dangerous. It meant I had OCD. I’m okay now.
From Anonymous
Motherhood is the mental load. I am the calendar.
From Sarah
I don’t want to be touched by one more person today. Including him.
From K.
Motherhood is finding Cheerios in my bra.
From Emily
Going back to work after 12 weeks felt like leaving my body at daycare.
From Monique
Motherhood is the smell of the top of her head.
From Ana
I stay home. I love it. I also haven’t had a conversation with an adult in four days.
From Hannah
Motherhood is the most alone I’ve ever felt in a house that was never quiet.
From Christy
Motherhood is learning I have a rage I never knew about.
From Steph
My body grew two humans and I’m still learning not to apologize for it.
From Gabby
Motherhood is cold coffee. Every. Single. Day.
From Erin
We stopped after the third round of IVF. I’m still figuring out who I am if I’m not trying.
From Anonymous
Motherhood is the best thing I’ve ever done.
From Liz
Every scan, I held my breath until I heard the heartbeat. All nine months.
From Noor
Motherhood is lonely in a way I can’t explain to my friends without kids.
From Becca
Motherhood is a tiny hand finding mine in the dark.
From J.
I told my OB I was fine. I was not fine. I wish she’d asked me twice.
From Danielle
Motherhood is being the default parent even though we both work full time.
From Imani
Motherhood is a lot of laundry.
From S.
Our son lived for four hours. I am still his mother.
From Anonymous
Motherhood is laughing so hard at bedtime that we all forgot to sleep.
From Meg
Motherhood is saying “I’m fine” forty times a day.
From Courtney
I miss my friends. I miss my body. I miss sleeping on my stomach. I wouldn’t trade her for anything.
From Alexis
Motherhood is locking myself in the bathroom for four minutes of quiet.
From Taylor
I’m 52, my kids are grown, and I’m only now realizing how much I carried.
From Maria
Motherhood is realizing a village doesn’t just show up. You build it, one woman at a time.
From Cait
Motherhood is negotiating with a toddler about the color of a cup.
From Mel
I cried in the Target parking lot because a stranger told me I was doing a good job.
From Kim
Motherhood is pumping in a supply closet between meetings.
From R.
My wife carried our first. I carried our second. We both still felt like the only one awake.
From Jo
Motherhood is a heartbeat on a screen after two losses.
From Lena
Motherhood is the same three songs on repeat in the car.
From Ashley
I love him. I don’t always like who I am with him when I’m this tired.
From Anonymous
Motherhood is finally saying no.
From Dani
Motherhood is
Finish it however it comes to you.
One word.
One sentence.
Something funny.
Something beautiful.
Something hard.
Something you’ve never said out loud.
There is no right answer.
There is only yours.
Motherhood is a body that is mine again. Slowly.
From Anonymous
Motherhood is holy. It’s also so, so boring sometimes.
From Leah
I yelled today. I apologized. She hugged me anyway.
From Sam
Motherhood is a C-section I didn’t plan for and a son I’d do it all again for.
From Vanessa
Motherhood is waiting for a nurse to call and say “not this time.”
From Anonymous
Motherhood is snack math.
From Brooke
We adopted our daughter at three. Nobody threw me a shower. I am her mom in every way.
From Andrea
Motherhood is falling in love with someone who keeps changing.
From Jen
Some days the best I can do is everyone fed and nobody crying. Some days the one crying is me.
From Whit
Motherhood is crying at every single school assembly.
From Jill
I’m a single mom. Some nights the quiet after bedtime is the best and worst part.
From Keisha
Motherhood is the first real laugh after a really dark year.
From Anonymous
I miss sex. I miss wanting it more.
From C.
Motherhood is sticky. Everything. Always.
From Paige
My mom died before I had my kids. I mother them with her voice in my head.
From Tina
Motherhood is a thousand tiny decisions nobody sees.
From Lo
I’m still finding myself. But I’m finding her.
From Anonymous
Motherhood is a whole language of “mm-hmm” and “in a minute.”
From Ayesha
