A Mommy Friend Invites Me To Use A Matching App... Today

And honestly? My mommy friend might be onto something. Because if there’s anyone who knows what I actually need—not what I think I want—it’s the woman who hands me a coffee without asking and says, “You’ve got this.”

But here’s the thing about mommy-friend matchmaking: it’s not your college roommate setting you up with “a really nice guy from her Econ class.” A Mommy Friend Invites Me to Use a Matching App...

So here’s to mommy friends who double as wingwomen. May their judgment be sound, their recommendations be solid, and their playdates be long enough for us to finish a hot cup of coffee. And honestly

Swiping right… with a juice-stained thumb. Wish me luck. 🍀 Would you like a shorter version (e.g., for an Instagram caption) or a more humorous/dramatic take? May their judgment be sound, their recommendations be

So now I’m on it. Swiping between nap time and making mac and cheese. My bio now says “Mom of one tiny dictator. Looking for someone who won’t be scared off by a diaper bag that weighs 40 lbs.”

Not in a creepy way. In a “he understands why you just pulled a Hot Wheels car out of your bra” way. A guy who won’t panic when you cancel a date because of a 103-degree fever. Someone who gets that “Netflix and chill” means actually watching Bluey and passing out on the couch by 9:15.

No, this is strategic . This woman has seen me cry over spilled oat milk (literally). She knows my kid’s sleep schedule better than I do. She’s witnessed my “I haven’t showered in 48 hours” bun. And she still thinks I deserve someone to text goodnight.