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4:30 AM Mom's Heart Diary
4:30 AM, Mom's Heart Diary
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To you who lost me while trying to be a good mother

Mothers who spend all day caring for their children, looking after their families, and smiling and persevering.
In that time when I am busier than anyone else and lonelier than anyone else, the name ‘I’ gradually fades away.
"4:30 AM, A Mother's Heart Diary" is the story of a mother who was losing herself and finds herself again at 4:30 AM when everyone else is asleep, in her own time.

“The more I tried to be a good mother, the more I fell apart,” the author confesses, recording her heart as it wavers and crumbles in a world that demands perfection.
The story isn't a flashy success story or a self-improvement routine, but rather a story of everyday emotions, regrets, and small but solid steps toward recovery.
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Prologue
I was disappearing.
Very quietly, slowly

Chapter 1


The more I tried to be a good mother, the more I fell apart.
Pretending everything is okay, pretending everything is good
The anger inside me, that feeling was scary.
Mom wanted to cry too

Chapter 2


Feelings covered up with the words “It’s okay”
Everyone is doing well, so why can't I?
Every night I was falling apart
I didn't even have the strength to say I love you

Chapter 3


4:30 a.m., I found a gap in my heart.
At that time, I was the only one awake at home
I hesitated in front of an empty notebook
Talk to me in the silence

Chapter 4


I filled the paper with my heart
Mothers are people too
Sticking a broken heart on paper
It's okay if no one reads it

Chapter 5


Practice standing as myself again.
Slowly and together
Talk to me in front of the mirror
The habit of embracing myself
A warm word to the child and to me

Chapter 6


We are all people in recovery
I'm still clumsy, but that's me
Even though my daily life hasn't changed, I have changed.
You and I will be okay.

epilogue
It's enough that I didn't give up on myself.

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In the midst of a whirlwind of sensitive and complex emotions, I gradually became fainter.
It definitely started out as love, but I was getting hurt by the repetitive routine and constant comparison.
It was barely holding on, like a dried-out flower pot from lack of water.
I'm getting tired.
“Why am I only this good?
“Why is it so hard for me?” The more I tried to do well, the more I felt a sense of guilt before I collapsed.
--- "Prologue - I was disappearing.
From "Very quietly, slowly"

I felt sorry that my physical well-being was always the last thing on my mind during a busy day, and so it always took a backseat.
Those few words, which might have been a greeting, made my nose tingle.
“It must have been hard.” I didn’t know those words would bring such great comfort.
--- From "Pretending everything is okay, pretending everything is going well"

He turned away, his eyes tense with tension, saying it was okay, it was okay, maybe he pretended not to know.
Because my busyness, which had risen to my chin, was felt more than the anxiety hidden in your shaking eyes.
Have you ever seen the name tag 'working mom' before?
You too, following me, seem to have hidden your heart.
--- From "Mom Wanted to Cry Too"

I decided to write down my feelings honestly. And then he asked me.
“Hello, how was your day?” The answer was always similar, but that short note got me back on my feet.
--- From "Speaking to Me in Silence"

If I were to divide my life in half, it would be before becoming a mother and after becoming a mother.
You always give me so much love that I wonder if I deserve to be born with such unconditional love. You always fill me up and overflow with love.
I am so grateful and happy.
But sometimes I needed a break too.
I felt guilty that I was being a bad mother by leaving you guys the TV on all day just to make myself comfortable, but I also felt like I was disappearing little by little as I stayed with you all day.
What I liked.
How I feel right now.
I couldn't look back at myself.
--- From "Moms are People Too"

I am a person who remembers how many times you cried today, but doesn't know when you laughed. I am a person who thinks of you all day long, and my existence becomes smaller.
You still exist, but like the little mermaid whose voice cannot be heard, maybe you wish you would turn into bubbles and disappear, but still, I cannot bring myself to leave you behind.
We called that person 'Mom'.
--- From "Practicing Standing Again as Myself, Slowly and Together"

Before going to sleep, he spoke to me while lying down under the blanket.
Yeah, I tried.
You're already doing well enough.
--- From "The Habit of Embracing Myself"

Publisher's Review
This book's unique composition

“4:30 AM, Mom’s Heart Diary” is not an essay that can be simply read and finished.
At the end of each piece of content, there are sections called 'Sentences to Remember' and 'Today's Thoughts', where you can write down sentences that resonate with you while reading and briefly record your current feelings.

That one line leads to 'time to write my own story' in reading along with the author's writing.

The moment the reader transforms from a passive reader to an active recorder, this book will transcend mere essays and become a "diary that restores a mother's heart."


I was someone's mother, someone's wife all day long!
In the quiet dawn, my heart finally awakens.

A mother's day continues without rest.
When the morning comes, I wake up the children, get them dressed, prepare their meals, and start the day. I spend my time constantly worrying about the children's laughter and tears.
After finishing housework, the work of taking care of the family continues endlessly.
In the meantime, I make plans here and there to prepare for the next day, but I am not allowed even a single moment to breathe and think as myself.

But at the end of the day, when the house is quiet, and everyone is asleep, the time finally comes when you can talk to yourself.
In the quiet living room, in the cold air, at that moment when even the noise of the freshly cleaned dishes had disappeared, a mother picked up her pen.
That one small action was the beginning of rediscovering my identity as 'me' by taking a break from the roles and responsibilities that had been woven throughout the day.

The book that started like that, “4:30 AM, Mom’s Heart Diary,” is not just a simple diary.
This is a record of a woman's honest feelings, written in the quiet of dawn while facing herself in order to live as 'me' before being 'a mother of a child', and it is also a trace of small courage to find herself again.

I forgot about myself because I was busy being a good mother!
A record that embraces my heart in everyday moments

“The more I tried to be a good mother, the more I fell apart.”
The author honestly reveals his feelings of loving his child more than anyone else, but becoming increasingly small and exhausted within that love.

The reality is that everyday moments that seem insignificant to others pile up as endless self-reproach and regret for the mother. In the midst of all this, she asks herself the question, "Am I living well now?"

《4:30 AM, Mom's Heart Diary》 does not tell a glamorous success story or a perfect parenting secret.
Instead, it captures the sounds of a child crying, the sound of dishes being washed, the silence of an empty living room, and the sleepless heart of a dawn.

A single line of writing at the start of the day is not a grand routine, but the beginning of self-recovery.
The time I spend writing is a time to escape from the demands of the world and find the breath of my heart.
Those quiet moments of dawn give me the strength to rebuild my broken heart and live as a mother and myself.
There are sentences like this in the book.

“I thought that when I turned twenty, when I turned thirty, I would become a great adult.
Now that I'm over forty, I'm just a mom.”
“I think I finally understand, now that I’ve become a mother, the times I had to endure.”
“4:30 in the morning, a record for my time, so as not to lose myself.”

Those sentences contain the relief that it's okay to be imperfect, and the moment when you finally become kind to yourself.
The author talks about 'how to embrace' oneself, not 'how to overcome' oneself.

The real me hidden behind the name Mom!
4:30 a.m., the time when I live solely as myself.

《4:30 AM, Mom's Heart Diary》 is not a story about waking up early to achieve something, like the popular phrase 'Miracle Morning', but a story about rebuilding a broken heart.
That time is a time of recovery, not achievement, a time to exist solely as 'me', not as anyone's mother.

This book offers small but strong comfort to all mothers who are looking into their own emotions and hearts through that time.

Readers who read this book before its publication say this:

“I thought someone had read my diary.”
“I’m not the only one who feels this way. I was moved by those words.”
“I finally faced the me that had been hiding behind the name ‘mother.’”

They confess that they were shaken and exhausted in their respective positions, but that they found a comma in their hearts through this book.
Those voices of empathy show why this book is necessary.

The author says:
“At 4:30 in the morning, when everyone was asleep, I finally met myself.”

And the book whispers quietly to the reader.
“Before I was a good mother, I was okay as myself.”

The moment you close this book, a quiet dawn will come to your heart.
A time to start again as 'me', not anyone's wife or anyone's mother.
That first page is in this book.

One-line reviews from readers who read the book before its publication.


“If you want to experience the joys and sorrows of life in a colorful way, become a mother.
“The happiness of walking through heaven and the despair of being left alone in a dark room come at the same time.”
- Joo*hee / 44 years old

It is a great comfort to think, “I’m not the only one.”

- Kim*ha / 38 years old

It's a story that is so full of twists and turns that it makes me wonder if someone has read my diary. It brings a tingle to my nose.

- Park*na / 41 years old

It was a time of comfort where I was able to fully face and embrace my past self, who had become a mother with the label of mother, but had struggled to fulfill a role that no one had taught her.

- Jeong*suk / 44 years old

It's like someone came into my heart and conveyed the feelings I couldn't express in words.

- Shin* / 45 years old

If you were moved to tears by "Kim Ji-young, Born 1982," "Confession Couple," or "Daughter-in-law," now meet the story of a real mother in this book that will embrace your weary heart.
- Park*i / 42 years old

A book that serves as a mirror to a mother's heart, facing the true face of parenting.
I read it with the feeling that 'I'm not the only one who feels the weight of being a mother.'
- Yoon*chae / 40 years old

A book like an older sister who pats you on the back with warm eyes.
I want to always keep it by my side and carry it with me.
- Kim*gil / 43 years old
GOODS SPECIFICS
- Date of issue: November 25, 2025
- Page count, weight, size: 248 pages | 408g | 145*207*15mm
- ISBN13: 9791194409373
- ISBN10: 1194409377

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