Are you weary, momma? I’m so weary my weary is weary. I can’t even think in complete sentences. Sinus pressure headaches create caveman speak inside my head, “Need coffee. Feed tiny human.” Even my daily scripture app knows how exhausted I am, presenting me with this gem the other day. Proverbs 30:1b “. . . I am weary, O God; I am weary, O God, and worn out.” (Heaven not Harvard is as a participant in affiliate programs including the Amazon Associates Program. As an affiliate, I earn from qualifying purchases.) What is your weary? A teething baby, a health crisis, a rebellious teen, a sick pet, an artistic toddler…