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Mom, Mommy, Mother…

My title is one that is overused, trite, lacking originality, worn-out, and commonplace. Sometimes I get tired of hearing the word “Mom” or “Mommy”. I definitely question when the title, “Mother” is used.

However, it is my destiny, my trial, and my pleasure to carry that title, because I have children. Lots of them, actually. I am not alone in carrying this title, many women do.  It can get confusing at times (the grocery store, the park, etc.) where large groups are gathered.

The following is a list of some of the great, ordinary, and not so great comments I hear on an almost daily basis.  Feel free to add some of your own favorites in the comment box.

“Mommy, can I watch a movie? No, not that one, this one!”

“Mom, can we go to the park?”

“Can I have some milk, Mom?”

“Mom, I need to use the computer. Where’s the keyboard?”

“Mom, the baby really needs a bath.”

“Mommy, are we going to Legoland today?  How ’bout tomorrow?”

“Mom, when are we going to Grandma’s? Grandpa’s?”

“Will you please read me a story tonight?  You promised, Mom.”

“Mom, you said you would do it!”

“But, Mommy, he wanted me to read a story to him.”

“Mom, I need a cowboy hat for Girl Scouts.”

“But I set the table last night, Mom!”

“I love you, Mommy.”

“Thank you, Mom.”

“Thanks for tucking me in, Mommy.”

“Hey, Mom, you were right.  I did like it.”

“Okay, Mommy, you’re right. Goodnight.”

I particularly love those last two comments.  It thrills me when my children acknowledge that I may actually know something - that college education is paying off!  I really need to start recording those statements, because I am learning through experience that those types of comments are few and far between during the teen years.  I am going to miss them.  Luckily I still have two toddlers to train.