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It was because I thought I was. At 3:18am the house was completely silent. Riley had finally settled for a few minutes. I should have been trying to sleep too. Instead, I was staring at the clock. Counting how many hours were left until morning. Wondering how I was going to do another day feeling this exhausted. I think that’s what makes the middle of the night so hard. Not just the wake ups. The feeling that everyone else is asleep. That everyone else’s baby must be sleeping through. That everyone else has somehow figured this motherhood thing out. Sleep deprivation is a liar. It tells us we’re the only ones struggling. It tells us we’re falling behind. It tells us everyone else is coping better. Then I opened the map. Those little yellow dots weren’t notifications. They were mums. Real mums. Holding babies. Breastfeeding. Making bottles. Walking laps around the nursery. Trying to settle a baby for the fifth time that night. Just like me. Nothing about my night changed after that. Riley still woke up. I was still tired. Morning still felt a long way away. But I stopped feeling like I was carrying the night on my own. If you’re reading this after another broken night, I hope you know something. The loneliest part of motherhood is believing you’re the only one awake. You’re not. There are mums all over the world loving their babies through the exact same hours. And somehow, knowing that makes the darkness feel a little less heavy. 💛 #newmom #momlife #postpartum #motherhood #momcommunity
It was because I thought I was. At 3:18am the house was completely silent. Riley had finally settled for a few minutes. I should have been trying to sleep too. Instead, I was staring at the clock. Counting how many hours were left until morning. Wondering how I was going to do another day feeling this exhausted. I think that’s what makes the middle of the night so hard. Not just the wake ups. The feeling that everyone else is asleep. That everyone else’s baby must be sleeping through. That everyone else has somehow figured this motherhood thing out. Sleep deprivation is a liar. It tells us we’re the only ones struggling. It tells us we’re falling behind. It tells us everyone else is coping better. Then I opened the map. Those little yellow dots weren’t notifications. They were mums. Real mums. Holding babies. Breastfeeding. Making bottles. Walking laps around the nursery. Trying to settle a baby for the fifth time that night. Just like me. Nothing about my night changed after that. Riley still woke up. I was still tired. Morning still felt a long way away. But I stopped feeling like I was carrying the night on my own. If you’re reading this after another broken night, I hope you know something. The loneliest part of motherhood is believing you’re the only one awake. You’re not. There are mums all over the world loving their babies through the exact same hours. And somehow, knowing that makes the darkness feel a little less heavy. 💛 #newmom #momlife #postpartum #motherhood #momcommunity

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