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Invisible Labor: The Hidden Work of Motherhood

 There's a to-do-list I never write down, but it's aways running. It's in my mind when I wake up, buzzing beneath the surface while I work and whispering in the background as I try to fall asleep. It's not on an app, or a sticky note, or a family calendar. But it's there--constant, quiet, and exhausting. 


This is the invisible to-do-list:
  • It's remembering the next doctor's appointment.
  • It's knowing we're running low on toothpaste.
  • It's tracking when the baby's onesies will be outgrown.
  • It's realizing we're down to the last trash bag--and mentally noting to grab more.
  • It's thinking ahead to birthdays, school events, and who needs an encouraging word this week.
This list doesn't come with reminders or alarms. No one else gets a notification when something's overdue. It's just me--remembering.

The Mental Load of Motherhood


The mental load of motherhood can be an invisible burden that you carry day in and day out.This can take a huge toll, especially as a new mom as you navigate the transition into parenthood.

There is so much more to keeping life running than what's visible. And often, it's mothers who shoulder this quiet, ongoing weight--not because they want to control everything, but because they've been taught to notice, anticipate, and care deeply.

Women perform so much invisible labor on a daily basis.

We don't just cook dinner. We also remember who doesn't like onions, who's had a hard day, and who needs a little extra comfort food.

We don't just buy groceries. We mentally scan the fridge, recall what's running low, and somehow know that the red apples are preferred over the green.

When the Load Goes unseen


The cognitive labor is unpaid and often unrecognized, which can cause it to build up. Over time, it can become a completely overwhelming workload and lead you to reach a breaking point.

And the hardest part? From the outside, it can look like nothing.

The fridge is stocked, the child's backpack is packed, the birthday card arrives on time. but behind that is a constant hum of thinking ahead, problem-solving, and making sure no one is left behind--all while trying to lose yourself in the process.

What Helps--Even a Little


Motherhood is a gift and I want to enjoy it as much as possible. That means reducing my mental load so that I can focus on being exactly the woman, wife, and mama that I want to be.
 
I won't pretend I've solved it, but I'm learning.

I write things down--not because I'd forget, but because seeing it reminds me; this is work, and it matters.
I delegate--even when it's uncomfortable.
I let go--even when something won't be done "my way".
And most importantly, I remind myself that rest isn't a reward--it's a right.

There's value in noticing. There is power in the quiet work. And there's strength is saying: "This is a lot, and I'm still showing up".

To Anyone Else Carrying It Too


If you're ever gone to bed mentally rewriting tomorrow's to-do-list, or caught yourself mid-meeting trying to remember if you moved the laundry, or felt like no one sees the work you do just to keep things afloat--I see you.

You're doing more than enough. 
Your effort matters, even when it's unnoticed.
And just because it's invisible doesn't mean it's not heavy. 

Here's to the ones who remember what no one asked them to--and still show up with love, humor, and grace.

You're not alone. You're incredible. And your invisible list? It deserves to be seen.



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