Fresh today · Monday, 6 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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Wishing her tiny feet, big curiosity, and parents who keep up with both.

She's not here yet and already the room is rearranging itself around her.

May the village around this mother be larger than she expects.

Here's to the first of many gatherings about this small future person.

Wishing her a long childhood and a slow growing-up.

May she be born easy, sleep soundly, and laugh loudly.

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Mama, may the gifts you receive today be outshone by the one you carry.

To the daughter on the way: we've been saving you the softest seat.

May her first lullaby come from a voice she'll know for life.

Wishing her a life that fits her shape, not the other way around.

Here's to onesies she'll outgrow and stories she won't.

May the mother find her rhythm before her baby finds her lungs.

Wishing you both bright mornings, peaceful evenings, and friends who bring food.

A daughter is on her way — please leave the door ajar and the kettle on.

May this baby girl land in a world that meets her with kindness.

Wishing her parents the patience of saints and the humor of survivors.

Here's to small fingernails, smaller toenails, and an enormous future.

May her name fit her, her clothes fit comfortably, and her family fit closely.

Wishing the mama-to-be a delivery as gentle as today felt.

May this little girl be born to a room that's been ready for her a while.

Here's to the soft revolution about to arrive in three to six weeks.

Wishing her a childhood worth photographing badly on disposable cameras.

May she grow into someone her shower guests would be proud to know.

Eighteen — old enough to vote, young enough to still call when something breaks.

Today the law calls you an adult; the people who raised you call you whatever they like.