There was a point, not all too long ago, that I can remember thinking just how wonderful it was going to be to hear my little darling call me mommy.
Oh how naive I was.
We are at a point now where I can hear the name ‘mommy’ about 2-5 times in any given minute. I only wish I was being sarcastic. Even in moments when we’re at the dinner table and I am RIGHT beside her. She doesn’t need or want anything, she is just saying mommy, staring at me, while stuffing dinner in her face.
What’s really great about it is that she has developed a fantastic vocabulary around the world mommy, with completely different ways to say it. I particularly love the whiny ‘mooommmmyyyy’ attached to a whimper and the defiant ‘No, mommy!’. So glad she’s learned those two. *sarcasm*