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I was crying at 3:29am when a mom from Switzerland sent me a hug 🥺 Which sounds like such a random sentence lol but I swear I still think about it. It was one of THOSE nights. Baby had been up forever. I was exhausted. My husband was asleep. The house was completely dark and quiet except for the sound machine, and I was sitting in the nursery trying to feed her while silently crying because I just felt so overwhelmed. Not even because anything huge had happened. That’s the weird thing. Sometimes postpartum crying isn’t about ONE thing. It’s the fact that you’ve slept in 90-minute chunks for weeks. Your body still doesn’t feel like yours. You can’t remember the last time you ate an actual meal sitting down. You’ve spent the entire day touching, feeding, holding, rocking, changing, washing, worrying. And then suddenly it’s 3am and your brain goes: okay cool, NOW we’re going to feel every emotion we’ve been ignoring all day 😂😭 I remember looking at my baby and loving her so freaking much while simultaneously thinking, “I cannot do another night like this.” Then immediately feeling guilty for even thinking that. Motherhood is wild like that. You can be completely obsessed with this tiny person and still desperately want someone else to hold them for 20 minutes. You can be grateful and miserable. Happy and lonely. In love and completely touched out. All at the exact same time. Anyway, I picked up my phone because I needed SOMETHING to make me feel like a normal human for a second. And I saw the notification. A mom from Switzerland had sent me a hug. At 3:29 in the morning. 🥺🥺🥺 I don’t know her. I don’t know her baby. I don’t know if she was nursing, pumping, rocking a baby who refused to sleep, sitting beside a bassinet, or hiding in the bathroom eating Oreos 😂 But she was awake. And somehow she saw me. That absolutely wrecked me in the best way. Because I had spent the previous hour feeling like I was the only mom in the entire world awake and struggling. Then I opened the map and saw all these little dots. Every single one was another mom awake RIGHT THEN. Not moms posting about newborn life from six months ago. Not influencers making “realistic newborn night routine” videos with perfect lighting 😂 Actual moms. Awake. At the same time. Some feeding. Some pumping. Some holding babies. Some probably scrolling because they’re trying desperately not to fall asleep. Some having a perfectly okay night. Some crying just like I was. And idk… seeing that changed something in my brain. My problems obviously didn’t disappear. The baby did not suddenly sleep 8 hours 😂 My boobs still hurt. I was still exhausted. I still had to survive the rest of the night. But that horrible feeling of “I am completely alone in this” got quieter. Sometimes that is literally all I need at 3am. Not advice. PLEASE no wake-window advice 😂 Not somebody telling me to cherish it because “you’ll miss these days.” Not another article about sleep regressions. Just another mom saying: I’m here. I’m awake too. You’re not doing this by yourself. ❤️ Now whenever I’m awake and see another mom on there, I send hugs. Especially the moms who are really far away. Because there’s something weirdly comforting about realizing motherhood is happening in dark bedrooms everywhere. Somewhere in Indiana, a mom is bouncing a baby. Somewhere in California, somebody is pumping. Somewhere in Switzerland, apparently, a mom is awake sending a stranger exactly what she needed at exactly the right moment. 🥹 And maybe she pressed that little button and immediately forgot about it. But I didn’t. I remember sitting there with tears all over my face thinking… oh. There are other people here. So to the random mom from Switzerland who was awake with me at 3:29am: thank you ❤️ You probably thought you were just sending a tiny virtual hug. But that night, it felt like someone turned a little light on in a very dark room. And if you’re reading this tonight while feeding your baby in the dark… hi 👋🥹 We’re awake too. 💛 #mom #baby #MomsofTikTok #momtok #momlife
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