Some days I swear I can feel the fatigue before I even open my eyes. Not the “I need a nap” kind — the deep, bone-level tired that comes from loving three children, a growing business, and a home that refuses to run on autopilot. I look at lil sonshine sleeping on my chest, listen to the chocolate babies arguing over who had the blue cup first, hear my phone buzzing with another task… and I think, So this is the new chapter. It’s strange, this season. Beautiful in the way onl