Hey there, awesome readers!

Yesterday on Single Moms with Moxie, I wrote about having a bad day because… well, I was having a bad day.

It all started when my morning coffee tasted like disappointment (no coffee cream in the house), and it kinda rolled downhill from there.

I went to bed swearing that today would be better, OR ELSE. You know the kind of “or else” parents use to threaten their kids? Sounds lame, I know. Seriously. Threatening tomorrow?

But guess what?

It worked.

I woke up to this in my inbox:

Hi Mona,

Superwoman made me smile, nod, and sigh all at once. It’s sharp, relatable, and refreshingly unpolished in the best way, because motherhood never really is polished.

What makes Superwoman stand out is how you balance laughter with truth. The moments of self-deprecating humor keep the book accessible, while the reflections remind single mothers they’re not failing, they’re surviving and thriving, often in ways they don’t give themselves credit for.

Honestly, love notes from readers like this make my heart sing. Since reading it, my shoulders did this weird thing where they dropped two inches, and I remembered how to breathe.

What changed from yesterday?

Not the universe. Me. Here’s what I did differently today (even before I checked my emails):

Picked ONE must-do. (Everything else got promoted to nice-if-it-happens.)Water before coffee. (Then coffee. I’m not a monster.)Kicked guilt to the curb. (Because bad days = less productive = guilt.)

See what I did? Tiny moves, big vibe shift.

If you’re coming off a bad day too (and I know a lot of you are because you either commented or reached out), try this one little trick:

Write a letter to your future bad day.

Bad days belong to us all. Like pepper, they get sprinkled along our timeline and some days feel like there’s been too many turns with the grinder.

Dear Future Bad Day,

So here we are again. I’m not sure what’s going on… like are the planets misaligned? All good. I guess you need your moment too.

Well, here’s how this is going to go down. I see you. I feel you. Any mess you make will be handled tomorrow by “Different Me,” who is shockingly competent.

And before I move on, we’re limiting you to ONE turn of the grinder. I own the pepper.

Kindest regards,

Today Me (hydrated, caffeinated, and wearing clean-ish pants)

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