Valentine’s Day is especially fun when you’re a mom. There’s something wonderful about heart-shaped everything. My 4-year-old has even begun to plan our menu for the day, starting with heart-shaped pancakes for breakfast. What’s not to love about love?

And while I truly understand why some may hate Valentine’s Day (heartbreak, loneliness, fake-Hallmark-holiday), I also think it’s a great idea to start teaching my girls that Valentine’s Day can be about more than just romantic love. This year, I’m going to show them how to celebrate Galentine’s Day! I am going to shower my (female) friends with love and attention. No offense to my male pals; I’m focusing on the girl-love this year! Here’s my big-love plan:

Cards (the fun ones!)

First, I am buying Valentine’s Day cards. That’s right, the fun ones at Target. I haven’t made up my mind yet, but I’m currently wavering between the Disney Princesses with stickers and these super silly banana cards with temporary tattoos. Who knows, I may buy both! I may even splurge and get these amazing Valentine’s Day slap bracelets. Who doesn’t love jewelry on February 14?

Crafts — kid style

Then, I am going to enlist the help of my girls. Nothing says I love you more than homemade crafts, especially the ones you make with a 4-year-old and 2-year-old. For my preschooler, making this paper hug is perfect for when a real hug can’t be given (either because of social distancing or not living close to many of my closest friends!). I also really love this heart suncatcher and can imagine it hanging in the windows of my soul-sisters for far longer than just the month of February. With my toddler, I’m thinking of keeping it relatively simple with these thumbprint hearts or this super cute footprint heart (although I will probably do it on cardstock rather than dough to keep these keepsakes lightweight). My closest friends love my girls as much as they love me, and I know a homemade Valentine is sure to make their hearts flutter. 

Written sentiments

The final piece of celebrating my galentines is to write each one a note, letting them know not only that I am thinking of them, but what I think of them. My friends are the most wonderful women I know. They help me show up for life when I don’t want to. They offer me advice and reassurances when I don’t know I need it. They are mothers, step-mothers, daughters, wives, sisters, co-workers, single women, married women, amazing women, and the greatest confidants I have ever been blessed with. It’s important that I let them know what they mean to me.

Then off to the post office!

I plan to put these artifacts of love together — the cute/quirky/silly elementary school cards, the homemade crafts, and the individual notes — to create a galentine’s package for each of my closest gal pals, and mail them off before Cupid’s big day. I want my daughters to know Valentine’s Day isn’t just about roses, chocolates, and romantic love (not that I’m knocking any of that fun stuff!). It’s about loving the people who love you. I’m lucky to be loved by so many wonderful women, and I look forward to making them my galentines each February, year after year!

Sarah Casimiro
Sarah grew up in Rhode Island and now lives in West Bridgewater, making brief stops in Quincy, Fall River, and East Bridgewater, along the way. She made the leap from Rhode Island to Massachusetts way back in 1999 when she decided to pursue a teaching degree at Boston University. She chose her career in 1987 and is currently teaching high school English to 10th and 12th graders, fulfilling a 6-year-old’s dream at the age of 22, a proclamation that often brings forth snickers from her students. She became a mother for the first time in 2016 to her daughter Cecilia, then doubled down in late 2018 with the birth of her second daughter, Adelaide. She currently lives with her husband, Jason, their dog, Nanook, their cat, Moxie, and five chickens. They share a home with her parents, who live above them and also provide the most amazing childcare for Ceci and Addie. Sarah couldn’t live without her family, her insulin pump (shout out to other T1D mamas), and Starbucks iced chai lattes. She could live without angry people, essay grading, and diaper changing.