Moms, in all their realness, rawness, and yes, messiness, are finally stepping into the spotlight. Not the Pinterest-perfect, color-coded motherhood. The kind where the dishes aren’t done, the laundry is multiplying like rabbits, and the toddler just drew on the wall while you were on a call.

Every “yes” you give out of guilt is a “no” to your peace. Every commitment you make under pressure is a withdrawal from your energy. Every time you say yes when your spirit is screaming no, that’s not kindness. That’s self-abandonment.

Ten years ago, I took a job that made perfect sense for my life at the time.