by Yours Truly, The Mom Who Cried Over a Handmade Card 

Let’s be honest: the minute the pastel displays go up and the brunch reservations start flying, we all know what’s around the corner - Mother’s Day. The one glorious day when we moms (hopefully) get five minutes to ourselves, maybe a cinnamon roll we didn’t have to make, and a handmade card that somehow includes a glue stick, glitter, and… is that a spaghetti noodle? 

But lately, I’ve found myself thinking about all the other “moms” in my life. I’ve got my own mom, of course (queen of Sunday roasts and unsolicited advice). But there’s also my grandmother who taught me how to sew a button and never leaves the house without lipstick. My stepmom who showed up with grace and patience (and a purse full of mints). And then there’s my best friend’s mom who basically raised half our high school carpool.

It’s funny how you don’t realize how many women shape your journey until you become a mom yourself. Suddenly, you find yourself repeating your mother’s sayings and your grandmother’s cleaning tips, all while texting your sister for advice on how to get crayon off a dog. This year, I’m making Mother’s Day a bit more generous in spirit - not bigger, just deeper. I’m writing cards to the women who made me the mom I am, who cheered me on through toddler tantrums and teenage eye rolls. And yes, I’m still expecting pancakes in bed. 

I always say, design isn’t just about throw pillows - it’s how we show love. So this year I’m curating a Mother’s Day brunch table with a few special nods to the women who helped raise me:  

• A vintage teacup from Grandma’s collection 
• Fresh lilacs because Mom loves the scent 
• A spot at the table for my stepmom with her favorite lemon cake 

These small touches are like wrapping your appreciation in a ribbon - thoughtful, warm, and totally display-worthy on Instagram (even if no one likes it but your cousin). Motherhood isn’t a one-size-fits-all cardigan. It’s a cozy patchwork of women who’ve loved us, guided us, wiped our noses, and told us to call when we get there (and mean it). 

So here’s my unofficial, totally doable checklist:  

• Call your mom. Or go sit on her couch and eat her snacks like old times. 
• Drop off a little gift for your grandmother or stepmom (or both if you’re smart). 
• Take a moment to reflect on the women who shaped you - even if they weren’t in the spotlight. 
• Set a beautiful table. Even if it’s just you, a tray of pastries, and a candle. You deserve pretty. 

Mother’s Day isn’t just a celebration of being a mom - it’s a celebration of all the moments, memories, and women that helped shape who we are. And if that includes someone who once taught you how to get chewing gum out of your hair? Send her flowers, too. With love, brunch inspo, and a suspicious amount of glitter on my shirt,  

The Slightly Overcaffeinated But Deeply Grateful Mom

xoxo  💗 💗