A Gift for Mom! 🤍

Macaroni ornaments and coupons for free back massages are pretty awesome, but doesn’t the mother in your life deserve a little more?

We asked more than 800 moms what the most coveted items on their holiday wish lists were, and (after the overwhelming top answer of more sleep) we put together the best gift list out there.

Moms, just hand this list over to your partners to make sure they get the gift giving right this year!

Fun Novelty Socks

Just because you may not want to wear real pants anymore doesn’t mean you don’t want to have a little fun with your wardrobe. And when you have no more words, say it with socks! 

 

Bath Bombs

Moms rarely buy things for themselves that seem extravagant, but who doesn’t love to treat themselves? Buy her a set of 12 luxurious bath bombs and offer to watch the kids while she soaks.

 

Fancy Coffee Syrups

Moms love coffee. Period. But taking the kids to Starbucks to grab your favorite Vanilla Latte sometimes just isn’t worth it. These fancy coffee syrups bring the coffee house to her.

 

 

Coffee Mug Warmer

We mentioned moms like their coffee, right? Unfortunately, they rarely get to drink it warm, and when they do heat it up, it remains in the microwave for hours on end—or naptime, whatever comes first. This electric coffee warmer can keep Mom’s favorite mug of coffee, tea or cocoa hot when you want it.

 

Yeti Coffee Cup

Or get a mug that will keep her coffee warm for hours. She’ll thank you for the luxury of hot coffee during all those busy mornings she manages.

Roomba

Sure, a cleaning tool doesn’t sound sexy, but that may be because you’ve never had your floors vacuumed while you get to finish your coffee. No one likes to clean up pet hair and cheerios and cracker crumbs seventeen times a day. Set this robotic vacuum up once and save Mom valuable time and hassle. It’s the gift that keeps on giving.

iRobot Bravaa Jet Mop

Everyone likes clean floors, but does anyone like to mop? This little gadget does the job efficiently and has a reusable pad option that’s worth the purchase. 

Family Picnic Basket

Moms love to provide for their families, but trust us on this: a night off from cooking so we can relax with our families is amazing! This deluxe, extra-large picnic basket can hold enough for dinner for four and keep it warm/cold for hours.

 

Noise-Cancelling Headphones 

Sometimes a mom just needs ten minutes of silence to recharge. Instead of making the mom in your life hide in the closet, get her some noise-cancelling headphones instead. Great for a few minutes of listening to tune or an audio book while the kids watch Paw Patrol.

 

Portable Phone Charger/External Battery

How many times do you hand your phone off to your child only for it to be returned at three percent? A portable phone charger can save the day.

 

What I Love About Mom Journal

Great gift from the kids! This little book contains fill-in-the-blank lines to describe why your mother is the best! Just complete each line and voila: you have a uniquely personal gift mom will read again and again.

Fruit Infuser Water Bottle
A busy mom has to stay hydrated, right? The Brimma Water Bottle lets you infuse drinks with mint, lemon, lime, or whatever flavor you enjoy—and comes with a leak-proof lid. And it’s shatterproof in the instance any little hands get a hold of it.

 

Empowering Jewelry
Sometimes Mom needs a little reminder of just how awesome she is. What better reminder than a bracelet with empowering words?

 

Crossbody purse
Sometimes you just don’t want to carry a diaper bag anymore—or a purse big enough to hold everyone else’s junk! RFID protected card slots ensure your privacy. Big enough to fit your lipstick, cards, money and more. Includes a carabiner clip to attach to your belt—more options to go hands-free!

 

 

Personal Security System

Everyone wants to feel safe. The Arc Personal Security System is a a panic button, it’s a GPS tracker, it’s a line to local law enforcement—just in case. *Additional service subscription required

 

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Whitney Fleming

Whitney is a mom of three teen daughters, a freelance writer, and co-partner of the site parentingteensandtweens.com You can find her on Facebook at WhitneyFlemingWrites.

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