The Glue That Holds It All Together (And Other Exhausting Titles)

We were having lunch as a family the other day when my eldest suggested we go around the table and describe each other in one word. It was all fun and games until it got to my turn…

Henry went first – he said “love.”

Louis paused for a bit, then offered “always there” with a grin (we’ll allow it).

Then Craig – my husband – looked at me and said:

“Glue.”

And in that moment, I wasn’t sure whether to laugh, cry… or take a nap.

I think it was a compliment.

Because yes – I am the glue. The one who remembers the school trip form that’s due tomorrow. The one who knows exactly where that one missing PE sock is. The one who keeps the work stuff moving, the dinner plans rolling, and the birthday gifts wrapped (usually last minute, but still).

I’m the one who gently reminds, quietly juggles, and always has a backup snack in her bag.

I am, in so many ways, the glue that holds it all together.

But here’s the thing about glue: it’s sticky. Invisible. Constantly holding everything else, while no one holds it.

And honestly? It’s exhausting.

The weight of being “fine”

The tricky part about being the glue is that you look like you’ve got it together. You’re the calm one. The organised one. The “she’s fine, she’s got this” one.

Which means no one asks how you are. Not really.

You get praised for your lists and your reliability, not your exhaustion. You get thanked for showing up – but not always seen for what it costs you.

And even when you do feel like you’re about to snap, you smile, make another cup of tea, and crack on. Because if you don’t do it… who will?

Real life looks like this:

• You’re replying to a client email with one hand while flipping fish fingers with the other.

• You’re lying in bed at night, mentally cycling through school trips, invoice deadlines, and whether there’s enough milk for the morning.

• You’re smiling politely at the idea of “self-care” while booking dentist appointments and remembering everyone else’s calendar.

You don’t just do the things. You think about them constantly.

You hold the mental load. The family logistics. The behind-the-scenes chaos no one else quite sees.

And while you love your people and your work and your life – it’s a lot.

You’re allowed to be tired

There’s this quiet pressure to be endlessly capable. To hold it all together with grace, gratitude and a colour-coded planner.

But let me say this, gently:

Even glue gets tired.

Even glue needs someone to hold it.

You don’t have to prove anything. You don’t have to be superhuman.

You can love your life and feel wrung out by it.

You’re not alone – not even close

If you’re the glue in your world, I see you.

I see the quiet care you give. The endless plates you keep spinning. The way you make it all look effortless – even when it’s anything but.

You’re doing an incredible job. But you don’t have to do it all alone.

In your home, in your business, in your head – there’s space to share the load.

You’re allowed to rest. You’re allowed to ask for help.

You’re allowed to hand over the bits that drain you, so you can focus on what fills you back up.

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Need someone to be your glue for a while?

Whether it’s sorting your systems, rolling out that brand you’ve been sitting on, or simply taking the admin off your hands – I’m here to help. Quietly, calmly, capably – behind the scenes, just like you do for everyone else.

Let’s chat. You’ve held enough for everyone else. I’ve got you now.