You're learning to share a body now so you can teach a child to share the world later.
New Wishes
A handful of wishes pulled from the cabinet this morning. Pick one up — copy, save it to your pinboard, or send it on.
Happy Mother's Day to the woman currently being kicked from the inside by her favorite person.
May your back ache less, your appetite return, and your support system overdeliver today.
To the expectant mom — the title applies the moment hope did. You didn't have to earn more.
You're rehearsing for a role you can't audition for, and you're already getting it right.
For the mother-to-be navigating fear and joy at the same volume — both belong here.
What are we writing today?
Cabinets sorted by occasion. Open one — pages are arranged by warmth, not algorithm.
- Anniversary
- Baby
- Belated
- Best
- Birthday
- Boy
- Boyfriend
- Christian
- Christmas
- Congratulation
- Diwali
- Easter
- Eid Mubarak
- Engagement
- Farewell
- Fathers Day
- Friendship
- Funny
- Get Well
- Girl
- Girlfriend
- Good Morning
- Good Night
- Graduation
- Hanukkah
- Heart Touching
- Holiday
- Invitation
- Job
- Love
- Miss You
- Mothers Day
- New Year
- Recovery
- Retirement
- Romantic
- Thank You
- Thanksgiving
- Wedding
- Well
- Women's Day
- Sympathy
- Valentine's Day
- Halloween
- Veterans Day
Wishing you slow mornings, swift kicks, and a baby who arrives healthy and on schedule.
To the woman growing someone — your nausea, swelling, and weird dreams are receipts of love.
Happy Mother's Day to the mom whose child currently lives behind her ribs.
You're the first home a person will ever know. Make yourself comfortable in that thought.
For mothers-to-be after losses you don't talk about publicly — this hope is brave.
May the months ahead be uneventful in all the right ways, and joyful in all the others.
To the expectant mom — the love multiplies, the worry does too, and somehow there's room for both.
Your first Mother's Day deserves more than a card. It deserves a long sit and a long drink of water.
To my wife — you mother our children in ways I notice but don't always name. Today I'm naming them.
Happy Mother's Day to the woman who turned our house into a place our kids will miss.
You learned each of them separately — their cries, fears, favorite cups — and never confused one for another.
Watching you mother our kids is the closest I've come to understanding patience as a verb.
My wife, you mother them through fevers, fights, and phases I'd have given up on by lunchtime.
You make the impossible-looking parts of parenting look like Tuesday. Today I see the effort.
Happy Mother's Day to the partner who answers their why and my what and never sounds tired.
You carry the mental load of our family like it weighs nothing. It weighs a lot. Thank you.
To my wife — the kids learned kindness by watching how you speak when you're frustrated.
You stitched our family together with bedtime routines, inside jokes, and pancakes shaped like animals.
Happy Mother's Day to the woman whose lap is still the safest chair in the house.