You didn’t expect motherhood to feel like this. Everyone said it would be hard, but no one said it would be this lonely, exhausting, or confusing. You’re trying to do it all, hold it all, be it all—and inside, you’re falling apart. You snap, then feel guilty. You cry, then feel weak. You look in the mirror and wonder where you went.

This isn’t the version of motherhood they put on the baby shower cards. You’re exhausted, overwhelmed, maybe a little (or a lot) lost—and wondering what the hell happened to you. Maybe the birth didn’t go how you planned. Maybe your body feels foreign, your emotions are all over the place, and you can’t stop asking, “Why didn’t anyone tell me it could feel like this?” You love your child, but you don’t feel like yourself. You feel sad. Or numb. Or like you’re doing it all wrong while everyone else has it figured out. Maybe you’re even grieving the version of yourself you used to know.

Let me say this clearly: struggling doesn’t make you a bad mom. It makes you human. You’re not broken. You’re not failing. And you’re not alone.

I work with moms who are overwhelmed, disconnected, and quietly burning out behind the scenes. Whether you’re in the thick of early motherhood or years deep and still waiting to feel “normal” again, I’m here to help you sort through the chaos.

I’m not the clipboard-and-clinical type. I don’t do cold or scripted. I show up as a real human—for other real humans—with humor, heart, and a strengths-based, trauma-informed approach. Together, we’ll ditch the guilt, name the pressure, the resentment no one talks about, and build something more sustainable than survival mode and a version of motherhood that includes you.

You don’t have to carry it all alone anymore. Let’s rewrite the story—one where you matter, too.