I hesitated. My idea of "matching" usually involved accidentally wearing the same brand of yoga pants, not synchronized cycling. But the sun was out, and my "mom brain" was desperate for adult conversation that didn't involve the lyrics to Baby Shark .
I’d be lying if I said every matching invitation was a success. One mom friend invited me to match for a gymnastic class photoshoot. She chose leopard-print leotards. I agreed out of social pressure. My daughter looked like a tiny disco ball. The photos still haunt me. i was invited by a mom friend to use a matching
The app uses an algorithm to match you with moms in your radius who have kids the same age, similar schedules, and—most importantly—a similar level of "chaos tolerance." I hesitated