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It’s 2:49am and my baby is finally asleep on me. And instead of feeling relieved, I’m sitting here absolutely terrified to move. 🫠 Because we all know what happens next. You spend 45 minutes rocking, bouncing, shushing, feeding, praying to every sleep god that has ever existed… And then comes the transfer. The freaking transfer. 😭 The one where you have to somehow lower a sleeping baby into a crib like you’re defusing a bomb. One wrong movement. One creaky floorboard. One tiny change in temperature between your warm body and that cold mattress. BOOM. Eyes open. And suddenly you’re back at square one, wondering if it’s socially acceptable to start drinking coffee at 3am. ☕️ So sometimes you just… don’t move. You sit there with a numb arm, a bladder that’s been begging for attention for an hour, and a phone that’s about to die. And you scroll. Because what else are you supposed to do? Your husband is asleep. Your friends are asleep. The entire neighborhood looks asleep. And for some reason, being the only person awake makes everything feel about 100 times harder. The exhaustion. The loneliness. The weird thoughts that only show up when you’ve been awake for 19 hours and haven’t had a proper conversation with another adult all day. And then there’s the guilt. Because you love this baby more than anything in the entire world. But you would also sell a kidney for four consecutive hours of sleep. Both things can be true. 😂❤️ The other night, I was sitting there doing my usual middle-of-the-night scroll when I opened Beacon. And I looked at the map. All these little yellow lights. Every single one was another mom awake with her baby. Some feeding. Some pumping. Some doing the dreaded crib transfer. Some probably hiding in the bathroom eating a snack because it’s the only place nobody needs them for five minutes. 😂 And I don’t know why, but seeing all those lights made me feel a little less alone. Like somewhere a few streets over, another mom was also holding her breath while trying to put her baby down. Somewhere across the country, another mom was staring at the clock calculating how much sleep she could get if her baby stayed asleep RIGHT NOW. And somewhere, another mom was probably Googling “can you actually die from lack of sleep” for the third time this week. It’s such a weird thing, motherhood. You can be surrounded by people who love you and still feel incredibly lonely. You can spend every waking second touching, holding, feeding, comforting another human being and still desperately crave connection. Not even a deep conversation. Sometimes you just want someone to say, “Girl. SAME.” 😭 Someone who understands why getting the baby into the crib successfully feels like winning the Super Bowl. Someone who won’t tell you to sleep when the baby sleeps. Because MA’AM, THE BABY ONLY SLEEPS ON ME. Anyway. If you’re reading this at some ridiculous hour with a sleeping baby on your chest, a numb butt, and a water bottle that’s approximately 14 feet too far away… Hi. 👋💜 There’s a whole bunch of us out here doing the exact same thing. And I really hope your next transfer is successful. May your floorboards be silent, your baby’s eyes stay closed, and your pillow be cold on both sides. Godspeed, mama. 🫡😂 And tell me, what’s the longest you’ve ever stayed completely frozen because you were too scared to wake the baby? #mom #baby #MomsofTikTok #momlife #newborn
It’s 2:49am and my baby is finally asleep on me. And instead of feeling relieved, I’m sitting here absolutely terrified to move. 🫠 Because we all know what happens next. You spend 45 minutes rocking, bouncing, shushing, feeding, praying to every sleep god that has ever existed… And then comes the transfer. The freaking transfer. 😭 The one where you have to somehow lower a sleeping baby into a crib like you’re defusing a bomb. One wrong movement. One creaky floorboard. One tiny change in temperature between your warm body and that cold mattress. BOOM. Eyes open. And suddenly you’re back at square one, wondering if it’s socially acceptable to start drinking coffee at 3am. ☕️ So sometimes you just… don’t move. You sit there with a numb arm, a bladder that’s been begging for attention for an hour, and a phone that’s about to die. And you scroll. Because what else are you supposed to do? Your husband is asleep. Your friends are asleep. The entire neighborhood looks asleep. And for some reason, being the only person awake makes everything feel about 100 times harder. The exhaustion. The loneliness. The weird thoughts that only show up when you’ve been awake for 19 hours and haven’t had a proper conversation with another adult all day. And then there’s the guilt. Because you love this baby more than anything in the entire world. But you would also sell a kidney for four consecutive hours of sleep. Both things can be true. 😂❤️ The other night, I was sitting there doing my usual middle-of-the-night scroll when I opened Beacon. And I looked at the map. All these little yellow lights. Every single one was another mom awake with her baby. Some feeding. Some pumping. Some doing the dreaded crib transfer. Some probably hiding in the bathroom eating a snack because it’s the only place nobody needs them for five minutes. 😂 And I don’t know why, but seeing all those lights made me feel a little less alone. Like somewhere a few streets over, another mom was also holding her breath while trying to put her baby down. Somewhere across the country, another mom was staring at the clock calculating how much sleep she could get if her baby stayed asleep RIGHT NOW. And somewhere, another mom was probably Googling “can you actually die from lack of sleep” for the third time this week. It’s such a weird thing, motherhood. You can be surrounded by people who love you and still feel incredibly lonely. You can spend every waking second touching, holding, feeding, comforting another human being and still desperately crave connection. Not even a deep conversation. Sometimes you just want someone to say, “Girl. SAME.” 😭 Someone who understands why getting the baby into the crib successfully feels like winning the Super Bowl. Someone who won’t tell you to sleep when the baby sleeps. Because MA’AM, THE BABY ONLY SLEEPS ON ME. Anyway. If you’re reading this at some ridiculous hour with a sleeping baby on your chest, a numb butt, and a water bottle that’s approximately 14 feet too far away… Hi. 👋💜 There’s a whole bunch of us out here doing the exact same thing. And I really hope your next transfer is successful. May your floorboards be silent, your baby’s eyes stay closed, and your pillow be cold on both sides. Godspeed, mama. 🫡😂 And tell me, what’s the longest you’ve ever stayed completely frozen because you were too scared to wake the baby? #mom #baby #MomsofTikTok #momlife #newborn
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