Where Families Thrive & Women Rise
Every family
needs a Mima.
What Our Families Need
Someone who knows
what a Tuesday is
Somebody my son
will actually talk to
Somebody else knows
where the shoes are
Help with dinner,
mostly
A grandmother,
if I am truthful
I want my
evenings back
Bedtime is chaos
most nights
Our eight-year-old is
having a hard year
Friday nights, and
nothing else
One afternoon
that is not mine
She calms the chaos, and she brings the joy in with her.
Order on a Tuesday. Mischief on a Saturday.
And this is who they were laughing with.
She Walks In, And The Whole House Softens
What Changes When She Is In The House
Somebody who has run a household through every kind of week, and is entirely at ease with herself. She walks in, and the noise in a house drops by half. Somebody who notices when a nine-year-old has gone quiet.
Every Mima is her own woman, and yours is out there.
And she reaches a long way past the little ones. A fourteen-year-old comes out of his room because she asked him to. A girl doing homework at the kitchen table has somebody lovely sitting across from her. A house with a Mima in it is a house a teenager wants to come home to.
For Families
For The Years,
And For This Morning
Some families arrive looking for a grandmother and keep her for a decade. Some arrive at twenty to eight on a Tuesday. You are welcome to be both, and you never have to say which in advance.
And a family here is whoever lives in your house.
For Years
She is in the photographs. At forty they will still be telling people about her.
For A Stretch Of Weeks
A new baby and nobody nearby. Another adult in the house for exactly as long as you want one.
Every Tuesday And Thursday
The school run at her end, and dinner already on when you come through the door.
This Friday, Decided At Four
The sitter cancels, and somebody ten minutes away is best of all at a Friday night.
This Morning, Twenty To Eight
A temperature, and a presentation you have been building for a fortnight. She comes to an unwell child.
The One You Did Not See Coming
You cannot face the toy room for one more day. She would rather enjoy it.
For Families
She Is Already There,
Whatever The Week Turns Out To Be
You will not know in advance which of those you need, and most families turn out to need several, in an order nobody could have guessed. Nobody advertises for a Mima the night before — she is either already there to be found, or she is found too late.
$39a month
Every Mima near you, there on the morning it happens.
- Read every Mima near you, always
- Find somebody today, on the morning you need her
- See who is free right now, and who comes to an unwell child
- Write to her yourself, and settle it between you
- Keep as many arrangements as your week needs
Every dollar you agree with her is hers. Matri Pair takes none of it, on any arrangement, ever.
Find A MimaOr, For One Person, Once
$79for thirty days
Ask for exactly what your family needs, and the right Mima comes to you.
Say What You Need
Grandma
She is at the birthdays. She is in the photographs. She is on the fridge.
Nurture
She walks him home the long way, because that is when he talks.
Nourish
There is a shelf in your freezer now with somebody else’s handwriting on it.
Rescue
You will not have to work out which part of your day to give away.
The Organiser
She likes doing the toy room. Nobody in this house has ever understood that.
Mimamoru
mee·mah·MOH·roo
To Watch Over With Loving,
Protective Presence,
And Never To Interfere.
The name came first, chosen for no better reason than that it is a lovely name for a grandmother to carry. A month later, deep in Japanese for another reason entirely, this word turned up with the name already sitting inside it. Mima had been right for a month before anybody could say why.