Feel defeated? Exhausted? Run over by the Mack Truck known as children?

You, my friend, are not alone. Let’s all sing Kumbaya, braid each other’s hair, and raise a glass as we bond over these “end of the day” faces from fellow mothers. You can see mine here.

Stephanie- Good Girl Gone Green

Jenn- Life With The LieutenantΒ 

Tracy- Liberating Working Moms

Melinda- Laughing Through Motherhood

Amber S.

Β Erin S.

Ellen- Bloom Maternity

Elizabeth – The Writer Revived

Now, doesn’t that make you feel a little better about the yoga pants and sloppy ponytail you’re sporting? Happy Friday night! If you haven’t crashed and gone to bed already.

21 thoughts on “It’s The End Of The Day, You Are Not Alone”

  1. LOL, I really wanted to participate in this, but at the end of what have all been long, trying days lately, I couldn’t get up the energy to get a camera and find a place to photograph myself πŸ˜‰ So really, the fact that I couldn’t get a picture is evidence of how much I probably belong in that group! πŸ˜‰

  2. Golden! Just fabulous! I think you captured just about every one of my moods at the end of the day. And here I sit: pajamas, sweatshirt, and ponytail, wishing it wasn’t past midnight. . . but so glad the sun is down, ’cause when it’s up, so is the little one.

  3. Love this! I wouldn’t mind being asleep on the couch at the end of the day. I wonder how my 4 and 2 year old would react…probably not as peacefully as the baby πŸ™‚

  4. Can’t help but notice a common theme here….when I give advice to new moms, I do tend to tell them, “If you don’t drink, you might want to go ahead and start. And if you like wine, you might want to move up to something stronger.”

  5. I definitely looked like that last night, in my sweatshirt and ponytail. I gave up around 4pm, put on a movie, and ordered a pizza. Then wistfully sniffed my husband’s beer. Why do I miss drinking so much more this time around?

  6. Days can be rough with the kiddos, but after a week of little sleep I’ve decided that my “end of the day face” is at 6:00am — and it’s scary. Thanks for the fun Jill.

  7. Why are none of these pictures of women crying hysterically?! That’s how my night usually ends. Tears for both mom and baby. *sigh* Especially since he’s been going for almost 24 hours without sleep since he’s caught a head and chest cold. Today I discovered the miracle that is Baby Tylenol. πŸ™‚

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