Fresh today · Sunday, 5 July

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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A baby girl is on her way — may she arrive when she's ready, and not a minute sooner.

To the expecting mama: every onesie folded is a promise; she'll feel them all.

May the months remaining feel slow enough to savor and quick enough to bear.

Wishing you sleep now, since you'll be borrowing against it later.

To the little girl on the way — your parents already know your laugh; come prove them right.

Congratulations on the impending soft chaos of a daughter.

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May her cheeks be round, her temperament generous, and her bedtimes negotiable.

To the parents-to-be: your home is about to learn a new language called her.

Wishing your baby girl strong lungs and an even stronger curiosity.

A shower for the girl we haven't met but already miss when she's late.

May she be born healthy, held often, and loved loudly.

To the mama: you're carrying more than a baby — you're carrying the whole next chapter.

Wishing your daughter a life full of doors she's allowed to open.

May her arrival feel like the easiest hello you've ever given.

Congratulations — every little dress in the closet is a quiet promise.

To the baby girl: your name is being chosen with care; arrive with the same.

May the nursery hold her gently and the world meet her well.

Wishing your family the kind of joy that doesn't fit in the camera roll.

What every autistic girl wishes: to be heard the first time, not the fifth.

She wishes the world would meet her where she is — quietly, patiently, on her terms.

To be told the plan in advance, with the truth attached, is a small thing that means everything.

She wishes her stimming were seen as comfort, not as something to be fixed.

The lights in this room are too bright, and she wishes someone would notice without being told.

She wishes friendship felt less like a test she didn't study for.

To be loved without being asked to perform less of herself — that's the wish underneath the others.