One of the sweetest sounds I've ever heard was the first time my children said "Mommy," or "Mama." It's one of the moments you live for, dream of, and know that you will cherish forever. You may even always remember the exact moment...what you were doing, what you were wearing. It's like one of those Mastercard commercials. Baby furniture and custom bedding $2,000.00, two year supply of diapers, $5,000.00 (I'm guessing here, and assuming it's only for TWO years), average cost of raising a child until he turns 18, $200,000.00. Hearing that sweet angel say your name for the first time: PRICELESS.
I know with William, I was really never Mommy, but Mama was easy for him to say and just stuck. So Mama it is. Or was. And I love it. I'm used to it. I answer to it. A few months ago though I heard him talking to one of his little friends and he said something like "Well......I'll go ask my Mom." MOM? When did I become Mom? It sounded so old. He's only 3! I'm not ready to be Mom. Not yet at least.
Then one night I was walking out of his bedroom after kissing him goodnight and he said "Hey Hon, can you turn out the light?" Hon? Kinda sweet, but a little annoying. But not nearly as annoying as the time he hollered at me from across the house: "JULIE......JULIE.....where ARE you?" Fortunately (for him), it was a solitary occurence. We actually got a pretty good laugh from it.
But then last night. Last night he was bathing and I walked in to check on him and he said "Watch this, Ba-by." Then he slid clear across the tub and all of the water splashed out on the floor.
Baby just walked out and left it for Daddy to clean up.