Being a stay-at-home mom can sometimes feel like a thankless, monotonous job. Or maybe it was just me. My years as a stay-at-home mom felt tiresome and endless. It wasn’t the work; it was the sameness. The days blurred together, and I could work hard from morning until night, only to wake up to the same list waiting for me the next day. There was no clear finish line, no moment when everything felt complete. I loved my family deeply, yet still felt weary and unseen. I wondered if anyone noticed the effort it took to keep everything running.