January isn’t a month; it’s a season of endurance. I don’t know who decided January should have 31 days and bad weather and post-holiday burnout and tight budgets andschool emails that sound like threats—but I’d like to talk. As a mom, January hits different. The holidays are over, the magic is gone, the decorations are mocking you from a box in the garage, and suddenly everyone expects you to be refreshed, organized, motivated, and thriving. Be serious, lmao. Why January Feels So Long