When my first baby was born, I had decided in my heart I wanted to be a mama. Not a mommy or a mom, but a mama. Somewhere in my mind, I can tell the difference.
Mama has a special place with her children.
Mommy was too young. Mom was too old. But mama was forever.
My children call me all sorts of "mom" names, but down deep I'm still and always will be mama.
It's been a rather long and interesting week being mama. Fevers, strange infections, a trip to the ER, lots of cuddles, interesting coversations and sleepless nights all for my little ones. I wouldn't give this job up for anything. Next to salvation and marrying my husband, my children are the best gifts God has ever given me.
Last night my husband and I were standing around with my in laws, my brother in law, and his wife, talking and laughing about the many things my three boys have said and done recently. Little pranks, wrong things said at inappropriate times, and straight out childish ways that have put us into hysterics.
In a world, in which children are looked at as a burden, I have found that my children are more then just a blessing to me. They have given me life and purpose. They have taught me more about the love from our Heavenly Father then any Sunday sermon. My children have opened my eyes and my heart to a love that I could never put into words.
What an opportunity to be called... Mama.
It's funny you bring up "mama". That is what I call my mother. Just something endearing in the word "mama". I do love it when my kids call me mommy. The times when they look at me, give me a big hug and kiss and say (without being prompted) "Mommy, I love you."...those are the best. Of all of the things I could be, of all of the jobs I could have - being a mama, or mommy is the best!
ReplyDeleteWhat a blessing it is to be a mom!
ReplyDeleteI know what you mean - there is a difference b/w mom, mommy, and mama! I feel it, too.
ReplyDeleteSo glad you stopped by today. Thanks for your kind email!