"Nothing is off limits." Just an ode to my very best, judgement-free mum friends.

Honestly, where would we be without our mum friends?

Without them I think I’d feel like I was forever trying to protect our facade harder than the Philosopher’s Stone. Please catch the flying key to unlock our front door. The next obstacle is to walk down our hallway without screaming as you step on a mix of duplo, hairbrushes and Barbie shoes. This should allow me enough time to put a bra on and throw all our crap into the laundry. Maybe.

Luckily, I’ve made some amazing mum friends since having kids. Not the Bad Moms Gwendolyn kind though, the Amy kind. The judgment-free kind, who remind you what a great job you’re doing and don’t expect you to have your act together all the time.

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There’s no judgment when your house has crumbs all over the floor.

There’s no judgment when your dishes are piled high.

There’s no judgment when you shove your “washed four days ago” pile into a corner to make room to sit on the couch.

There’s no judgment when you’re still in your pyjamas at 2pm.

They walk in, boil the kettle, and cuddle your kids. My house is your house. If you could also give the house a quick vacuum, that would be tops. Where should I change their nappy? Ah, anywhere you please. In fact, do it right here so we can keep chatting.

It’s not always a beautiful day in the neighbourhood, or a beautiful day for a neighbour, but it IS always a beautiful day for a friend.

Once the kids are in bed, it’s me time. Anyone who gets this is a friend of mine. I don’t wake up at the crack of dawn to shower and brush my teeth. I wake up at the crack of dawn to resettle my kids back to sleep.

I don’t stay up late to catch up on housework. I stay up late to catch up on Netflix.

I don’t prepare our food for the next day. I prepare my wine glass for the night.

No bra? No worries. Nothing is off limits. There’s nothing better than being so relaxed with a friend you can tell them anything. Admit your kid has a case of a**hole-itis, admit you haven’t mopped in weeks, admit you ate takeout all week. ADMIT YOU ARE STRUGGLING.

I can guarantee if my friend said she was struggling, I’d be at her house in a heartbeat with groceries and an ear. Sit, let me make you some food, and tell me EVERYTHING. Cry to me, laugh at me, tell me what’s on your mind. You don’t even need to ask me if I want opples or bononos. We can have an actual adult conversation. Hit me with your word vomit girl, I’m all ears.

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Too tired for talking? Let’s just sit and relax, sometimes it’s just nice to have another adult in the house.

I love it when we sit together drinking coffee, flicking through catalogues, sharing the excitement that cauliflower is only $2.50 this week. I love it when we have girls’ night in wearing pyjamas and drinking wine. I love it when we sneak away to Kmart after the kids are in bed.

I’ve had friends send me flowers when I’m in a sad place, friends drop groceries to my door, and friends who call because they found something I love on clearance. That’s what friends do.

We need more Amy’s and less Gwendolyn’s. Be a judgment-free friend who makes their lives a better place, because motherhood is hard enough without needing to pretend we’re picture perfect.