Dear Tired Mama: You Are Allowed to Rest
- Danielle Simpson
- Jul 8
- 2 min read
A personal story about grief, burnout, and how I found my way back to myself with more rest, more presence and a more mindful and heart led way of being.

There was a time in my life when rest felt impossible, even dangerous.
At 21, I became a widow. I had a two-year-old on my hip and a heart full of grief that I didn’t know how to carry. Life didn’t pause. It raced forward, and I had no choice but to run with it,
So I stayed busy. Constantly moving, helping, organising, doing. I told myself I had to be strong for my child, for our future, for everyone around me.
But the truth was, I was exhausted, emotionally and physically. I was stuck in a state of survival, constantly anxious, distracted, always in fight or flight
There was no space to feel, no time to breathe, no safety in slowing down
And then, in my mid-twenties, my body finally said, enough
I was diagnosed with chronic fatigue, but in many ways, it was just the loudest whisper of what I’d been ignoring for years
I was disconnected from myself. From my body, my emotions, my needs. I had abandoned rest and any kind of mindful self care because somewhere along the way, I learned that it wasn’t safe to slow down and that rest was weakness and a sign of failure
But here's the truth that changed everything for me
Rest is not a luxury. It’s a lifeline.
It took me time, lots of it, to feel safe enough to stop pushing. To start softening. To learn that rest is how we begin to heal and as I gave myself permission to slow down, even in small, messy ways, something beautiful began to happen
✨ My nervous system started to settle
✨ My breath deepened
✨ I began to feel more present with my child, less reactive, more connected
✨ I started to feel myself again, not the broken version, but the real one underneath it all.
If you’re a mama reading this who feels constantly on edge, constantly “on,” constantly holding everything together — I see you
And I want to whisper what I so desperately needed to hear back then:
You are allowed to rest.
You don’t have to earn it
You don’t have to explain it
You don’t have to wait until everything is done (because it never will be)
You deserve moments of softness, stillness, and support
You are not lazy
You are not failing
You are healing
And healing takes time
It takes tenderness
It takes a nervous system that feels safe enough to slow down
I share this story not because I have it all figured out, but because I want you to know that you’re not alone in this and that rest really is the key to unlocking a more resilient, mindful and healthful way of living and being
Let’s change the story together
Let’s teach our children, and remind ourselves, that rest is sacred. That our wellbeing matters
That being strong doesn’t mean never stopping
Being strong means knowing when to soften.
💚 With deep love,
Dani
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