Just this week A started calling me Mom. I'm not sure where it came from, but I must admit I'm a little sad. He still mixes it with Mommy, but I guess it's just a rite of passage. One of many of course. I'm not really complaining. Of course I call my own Mommy, Mom. As do most of us I think. It just seemed so grown up.
But I am proud to be his Mom. I know I'm fortunate, not only to have had an amazing day to celebrate, but also because I have my own amazing Mom and Mom to my husband to have shared this day with! We started the day with greetings of "Happy Mother's Day" to each, followed by a special lunch at a favorite vineyard, and topped with a trip to the playground and burgers on the porch.
So if that's what being Mom means, I'll take it. I guess it comes with the territory.
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| With DD at Easter |
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| With Maga last fall |
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| Celebrating Mom's day today |
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