Right After My C-Section, I Texted: “Please — I Can’t Lift Him. Just Need a Little Help…” “Please, I can’t lift him. Just need a little help.” That was the text I sent three hours after my C-section — one hand shaking, the other clutching the hospital blanket. Mom’s reply lit up the screen: “We’re too busy. Try your neighbor.” I stared until the letters blurred. My newborn was crying a few feet away, and I couldn’t even sit up. Three weeks later, still limping through recovery, my phone exploded