What do I call you?

Given identity from a child

When our son was a baby I always figured he would call me momma. I never had a second thought about it, until people started asking what does he call you? Well...um mom? I am not some mutant being that doesn’t have a title. Besides I have always referred to myself to him as momma.

As he got older he learned the difference between the two of us: mommy and momma. He associated mommy with my wife and momma with me. He still associates these titles today. Now he has learned our names. That is a whole new territory in and of itself.

It is fun trying to explain that one to people when he runs up to me saying “Wiss.” Nobody knows who he is referring to unless they are around him enough or we have taken the time to explain it.

I think it is the cutest thing ever hearing him call the wife or I by our name. Any little child for that matter. It is just the cutest darn thing ever. But I have a bias I suppose.

I am proud that our son knows our names. I would much rather he knows who his parents are.

No matter the situation, no matter the reference he still knows me as momma. Whenever anyone says go ask your momma he comes to me. Sometimes they will even say go ask your mommy and he’ll come ask me. It is all he knows.

Something that inspired the title to this blog came from my son. He started saying “mommies” and it just stuck to me. He realizes that he has two mommies. A child like this is one in a million.

So the next time someone wants to ask what does he call you? I’ll say his momma Wiss.

Blog by Melissa Chandler