Before I became a mom, I thought my village would look just like me—same phase, same parenting style, same oat milk. Instead, I found something better: a tribe of wildly different women who keep me sane, seen, and whole. One helps me survive. One makes me aspire. One reminds me I’m still a woman. This Mother’s Day, maybe the gift you really need isn’t a break. It’s a broader circle.

You ever wish you could go back and give your younger self a heads-up? Me too. Not just as a mom but also as a woman who spent too much time being the “cool girl,” picking the wrong guys, and shrinking herself to be chosen. If you’re burned out, stretched thin, or just tired of chasing someone else’s definition of a good life—grab this free printable and start writing your way back to you.

We love to toss around “it takes a village,” but what happens when there is no village? No one to hold the baby while you shower, no friend to text when you’re unraveling in a parking lot. For millions of moms, this is the everyday reality—and it’s slowly breaking them.

This isn’t a personal failing. It’s a societal setup. If you’ve ever whispered “I can’t do this anymore” into the dark, this one’s for you.

What if the part of you that made you feel most you—before the diapers, the mental load, the marriage friction—has gone quiet? This isn’t just another “self-care” post. It’s a raw, real look at how moms lose themselves—and how journaling can help you remember who you were before motherhood rewrote everything. Spoiler: bubble baths won’t fix it. But your own words just might.

Boy moms—you’re either already side-eyeing your future daughter-in-law or you’re carrying the crushing responsibility of fixing modern masculinity. And no matter what, you’re doing it wrong in someone’s eyes. But what if we stopped expecting moms to either be their son’s first love or a full-time social justice warrior? Let’s talk about why we need to give boy moms a damn break—and how #boymom culture is setting all of us up for failure.

Vacationing with a toddler isn’t the relaxing getaway social media makes it out to be. It’s still parenting—just in a new, often more chaotic location. The reality is far from those Instagram highlight reels. Before you book that trip, here’s an honest look at what traveling with little kids is really like.

Motherhood is hard, especially when you’re doing it alone. Here’s how to build your village, connect with like-minded moms, and reclaim your sanity — because every mom deserves a community.

Motherhood isn’t a magical, transcendent act that automatically makes you the best mom ever, solely dedicated to your child’s upbringing. I've compiled what I consider to be the 10 most crucial pieces of advice for every new mom (and partner).