Milo has recently started calling me Momma. I am often still 'Mommy' and that is perfectly fine. That is what I generally call myself when talking to him and I will frequently hear him call out to me, "Mommy, I want a snack"... "Mommy, where is my "8"?... You know, normal 2-year-old questions.
Now though, it is like he has named me. I am his Momma. I am his Momma who he likes to snuggle with on the couch. I am his Momma when he is sad and he wraps that little body around me like a vice. I am his Momma when he has done something that he is proud of and he smiles brightly in front of my eyes. I am his Momma when it matters the most and for that I am so grateful.
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