To the mama

 To the mama who feels like no one appreciates what she's doing.

The one who wakes up early and stays up late.
The one who feels invisible in her own home.
The one who pours everything she has into everyone else, knowing no one is going to pour back into her.
I see you.
I know how heavy it feels to carry the emotional weight of a family on
To show up every single day, even when you're running on empty.
To keep going with no thank you, no break, no recognition.
But just because they don't say it, doesn't mean your work doesn't matter.
Just because they don't see it, doesn't mean you're not holding everything together.
You are the glue.
You are the soft place to land.
You are the reason that house feels like home.
I see your love in the little things.
And I hope today, you take a moment to see it too.
You are doing an incredible job, even if no one says it out loud.