I love to hear her say it. She calls me mama.
Sometimes to show me something, “Mama look!”
Sometimes to get my attention when I’m trying to do too many things at once, “Mama look at me.”
Sometimes when she’s mad, “NO MAMA!”
Sometimes when she’s excited, “Mama that is so awesome!”
Sometimes to ask me a question, “Where we going Mama?”
Sometimes just to talk, “Mama, whatcha doing?”
Sometimes just because she needs me, “Mama, can I hold you?”
Sometimes to say I love you, “I love you too Mama.”
Every time I hear it I cherish it. I never thought I’d be a mama. I’m so glad I’m hers.