Fox Parenting

When I Go From Mama to Mom

From Mama to Mom
There will be a day when I go from Mama to Mom.

A day when my heart will break slightly, a tiny crack forming with one missing syllable.

A day when he’ll put on his own socks.

Find Chutes and Ladders childish.

Push away when I stay too long with a hug.

There will be that day.

I remind myself of this during the draining moments when I can’t read the same story one more night in a row, or I find myself repeating the same command to ears in a faraway land.

I say it over in my head as I blink at the clock in the early morning light, wondering how the universe aligned to gift two night owls with the most cheerful early bird.

For now, I drink in Mama.  I bathe in it.  I relish the magnitude of the title.

With every silly nickname and every ticklish foot.  With every request for a hug after big feelings overtake a small body.

For one day, I’ll have blinked, and my familiar name will have slipped away.

When I Go From Mama to Mom

 

 

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4 Comments

  • Reply Candy Keane

    I remind myself this when my son asks me to hold him for the millionth time, and I’m tired and I want to say no. I think, one day, he won’t want me to hold him and then one day he will be too big. So then I pick him up and hug him 🙂

    November 5, 2017 at 1:38 pm
    • Reply Katie

      😢

      November 5, 2017 at 1:44 pm
  • Reply Katherine

    Very sweet! I already get quite a mix of mama, mommy, and mom. Hmm…

    November 5, 2017 at 1:47 pm
  • Reply Gail Kochelek

    Relish those moments Katie, they are so special! As Fox’s Grandma, my Tuesday’s with him are a second chance.

    November 5, 2017 at 8:43 pm
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