Are you on the road to Burnout?
HOVER OVER THE POINTS on the path to read more about each statement.
- I’m running around all day, every day, but feeling exhausted is the cost of being an excellent mother. I’m strong, I’ve got this.
- I’m feeling isolated and unappreciated, but I have my kids and that’s what matters. They’re worth it.
- All I needed was a good night’s sleep, and I’m back in action. I’ve got this.
- There’s so much to do, and not enough time to do it. Maybe I’m doing something wrong. I just have to work harder.
- Maybe I caught something that’s going around the kids’ school. I better make sure they take their vitamins.
- I don’t feel like myself anymore. I’m tired—no, EXHAUSTED all the time. I feel like nobody understands, and I don’t want to admit I feel this way.
- I can’t take it anymore. I don’t know who I am, I don’t feel like anyone cares who I am. I’m not even sure that person exists anymore anyways.
Are you on the road to Burnout?


Motherhood often leaves us exhausted.
Not tired, exhausted.
It’s time to admit that something needs to change.
Are you on the road to Burnout?

Motherhood often leaves us exhausted.
Not tired, exhausted.
It’s time to admit that something needs to change.
Are You Ready To Get Your Life Back?
As mothers we can get caught up in our juggle-this-juggle-that lifestyle. But what if we stopped hiding behind excuses and exhaustion? What if, instead, we admitted that it’s a bunch of crap and did something about it?
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