Laundry isn't a chore. It’s a toxic relationship. You put in the work, you give it your time, and in return, it leaves you staring at a pile of wrinkled t-shirts at 11 PM while you wonder if you can get away with wearing a swimsuit to the office tomorrow.

If you are currently reading this from the floor of a walk-in pantry while eating a handful of chocolate chips you hid behind the quinoa, you are in the right place. Parenting burnout isn’t just being “tired.” It’s a full-system failure where your brain feels like a browser with 47 tabs open, three are frozen, and one is playing a loud, annoying song you can’t find the source of.