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Your baby is here and you’re over the moon… until clumps of hair come out in the shower, you wake up soaked in sweat, or your face breaks out like you’re 15 again.

You’re pregnant and your regular clothes are staging a revolt — buttons gaping, jeans refusing to zip.

You’re pregnant and sleep feels like a distant memory.

You’re 38, 39, 40 weeks — baby is “any day now” and you’re swollen, waddling, and every step feels like lightning in your crotch.

You’re packing for baby and the hospital, but no one mentions what you’ll actually need when you get home bleeding, sore, and barely able to sit.

You’re home with your baby and everyone says “rest and bond.”

You’re 6 weeks postpartum (or more) and you leak when you sneeze, your core feels like jelly, or sex/back pain is still an issue.

You’re 6 weeks pregnant, hugging the toilet, too tired to shower, and the smell of coffee — your lifeline — now makes you gag.

You’re pregnant and you want to stay active — but every squat or run leaves you with pelvic pressure, pee leaks, or lower back ache.

You’re so focused on baby gear that your own recovery gets forgotten.

You’re told “breast is best” or “fed is best” and suddenly everyone has an opinion.

You’re staring at a mountain of baby gear and wondering, “Do I really need all this right now?”

You’re 34 weeks, staring at an empty room, and every blog is screaming “you need this NOW or your baby will suffer.”

A regular hospital bag list is useless when you’re having a C-section.

You’re staring at the baby clothes aisle or registry checklist and the numbers feel insane.

You’re standing in Target with a registry gun, heart racing, terrified you’ll forget something critical.

Your baby is here and you expected joy — but instead you’re crying all day, irritable, or feeling numb.

You’ve seen the 47-item Pinterest lists that make you feel like you’re packing for a month-long cruise.

Your baby is 4–6 months, hitting the bassinet weight limit, and starting to roll.

Your baby is 5 months old, rolls to their tummy in their sleep, and you’re sprinting to the crib every 10 minutes thinking “SIDS!!”

You hit the third trimester and suddenly “nesting” feels like a full-time job.

You’re exhausted, staring at the bassinet, terrified you’re going to mess this up.

You’re standing in the baby store staring at three different sleep options and everyone has an opinion.

Your baby used to sleep 3–4 hour stretches.

Your baby finally drifts off… and the dog barks, the garbage truck rumbles, or your toddler sneezes.

Your baby falls asleep looking like a perfect burrito…

Your baby is 5+ months and you’re at the end of your rope.

Your toes curl the second baby latches, your nipples are cracked and bleeding, and you’re counting the minutes until it’s over.

You’re about to drop $150–$400 on a high chair that will live in your kitchen for 2+ years.

Your 6-week-old was finally sleeping 4–5 hour stretches.

You’re pregnant and everyone is already asking “breast or bottle?”

Your breastfed baby takes one look at the bottle and it’s game over — screaming, head-turning, milk everywhere but in their mouth.

You want to keep breastfeeding but also need bottles sometimes — work, sleep, sanity, whatever.

You’re counting down to maternity leave ending and the idea of pumping in a closet at work feels impossible.

You’re about to spend hours a day attached to a pump.

You look at the bottle after pumping and it’s… not enough.

Your baby is 5–6 months, grabbing at your food, and you’re paralyzed by the BLW vs. purees debate.

You open the vaccine card and it’s a wall of dates and acronyms.

Your baby just started crawling and suddenly every drawer is a treasure chest and every outlet looks like a snack.

Your baby sounds like a tiny freight train, can’t nurse or sleep, and you’re both miserable.

Your baby’s perfect skin suddenly looks like a flaky mess, tiny pimples, or angry red patches.

Your friend’s baby rolled at 3 months and yours is still chilling at 6 months.

You’re formula feeding (by choice or circumstance) and everyone acts like it’s rocket science.

Your friend’s baby rolled at 3 months and yours is still a happy potato at 6 months.

Your baby is hot. Like, really hot.

Your pediatrician says “tummy time every day” and your baby screams the second their belly hits the floor.

Your baby spits up after every feed and you’re wondering if it’s just “cute baby stuff” or something worse.

Now it’s you holding baby upright while they arch backward, slide down, or stiffen so hard the regular high chair feels dangerous.

You finally get the onesie on and the G-tube button digs into baby’s belly, or the Broviac tapes stick to the fabric, or milk leaks everywhere and soaks the dressing.

Your baby has low tone and just flops, or high tone and arches like a banana, or simply hates tummy time with every fiber of their being.

Your baby is 6–9 months and everyone is talking purees and finger foods, but your little one has weak suck, gags on everything, or is still fully tube-fed.

Your baby hasn’t pooped in 4 days and you’re convinced something’s wrong.

You try the classic over-the-shoulder pat and your baby either goes limp, starts arching, or the G-tube pulls.

Your baby falls asleep the second the nipple hits their mouth, or they tire out after 5 minutes and barely get any milk.

You wrap baby like the YouTube video… and they instantly go stiff as a board, arch so hard it scares you, or startle into little jerks.

You’re finally leaving the hospital and the regular infant seat looks gigantic — or won’t close with the hip brace, or the oxygen cannula gets crushed.

You need to leave the house for therapy, but your regular stroller can’t hold the oxygen tank, the feeding pump keeps falling, and the whole thing tips when you hang the diaper bag.

You finally get the onesie on and baby instantly starts clawing at their neck or ripping socks off like they’re on fire.

Now it’s a 30-minute panic with plastic wrap, screaming, and fear of soaking the central line or cracking the spica cast.