Fresh today · Monday, 15 June

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.

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Happy Mother's Day to the friends whose kids I've watched grow alongside my own.

You've shared cribs, advice, and emergency wipes. Today, we share a quieter kind of thank you.

To the friends mothering through the same chaos as me — knowing you're out there makes it lighter.

Happy Mother's Day to my friends who answer texts that begin with 'is this normal?'

You're the moms I compare nothing to and learn everything from. That's a rare distinction.

To the friends who became mothers — watching the transformation has been its own kind of joy.

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Happy Mother's Day to the friends who don't judge my parenting on its worst day or best.

You showed up to my baby shower, then kept showing up. That second part is the harder one.

To my friends raising kids in real time alongside me — we're all making it up, beautifully.

Happy Mother's Day to the friends whose kids call me 'auntie' — that's your family-building, not mine.

You made motherhood communal again, and that's how it always should have been.

To the friends I text at midnight about teething — you saved my sanity more than once.

Happy Mother's Day to the friends whose mothering styles are different from mine but never wrong.

You're the moms I learn from without taking notes. The lessons just sink in by proximity.

To my friends who mother — your kids will inherit the friendship I get to witness. Lucky kids.

Happy Mother's Day to the friends who lend me ideas, snacks, and back-up car seats.

You parented through pandemics, moves, divorces, and Tuesdays. Today, we just rest together.

To the friends who are mothers — you remind me I'm not doing this alone, even on days I feel it.

Happy Mother's Day to the friends whose kids and mine will tell stories about us someday.

You held my baby when my arms hurt. Today, may someone hold something heavy for you.

To my friends mothering with humor, grace, or sheer stubbornness — every approach is working.

Happy Mother's Day to the friends whose group chat keeps me sane, sober, and slightly funnier.

You're the moms I'd trust with anything — and I trust you with the heaviest thing I've got.

To the friends raising the next generation alongside me — what a thing, what a privilege.

Happy Mother's Day to the friends who taught me that mothering doesn't have a single shape.