03/03/2026
1 in 4.
Which means if you’re in a room with four women…
one of us is carrying a grief you can’t see.
One of us has lost a baby.
Or lost the version of our life we thought we’d have.
Or heard silence where there should’ve been a heartbeat.
Or sat on a bathroom floor, staring at a test, already loving someone the world never got to meet.
And you wouldn’t know it.
Because we still show up.
We still smile.
We still answer, “I’m good.”
We still celebrate other people’s milestones while quietly holding our own ache.
1 in 4 means the statistic isn’t distant.
It isn’t rare.
It isn’t “someone else.”
It’s your sister.
Your best friend.
Your coworker.
The mom standing next to you at pickup.
The woman laughing at the table.
Maybe it’s you.
Grief doesn’t always look like tears.
Sometimes it looks like strength.
Sometimes it looks like silence.
Sometimes it looks like carrying on, because the world didn’t stop, even though yours did.
If you’re the 1 in 4, you are not alone.
Your loss matters.
Your baby mattered.
Your grief is real, even if no one else saw it.
And if you’re not?
Love the women around you gently.
Because one of us is carrying something heavier than you know.
©️Momming On Empty
