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.
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.