Tired as a Motha

Motherhood ain’t for the faint of heart—especially when you’re doing it solo. In this episode, we get raw about the exhaustion that lives in our bones, the guilt that creeps in after we raise our voice, and the invisible load so many mothers carry. But she also reminds us that magic still lives in the mundane—the cup of tea, the deep sigh, the moment we choose softness over shame.

This one’s for the mothers who love their babies but are running on fumes. For the ones holding it together with spirit, hoodoo, and sheer will. Because being “tired as a motha” doesn’t mean ungrateful—it just means human.

✨ Pour up. Breathe deep. Let the ancestors tuck you in. ✨