Mom…Mom…Mama…Mommy?!

Most parents can definitely relate to this clip:

I waited a really long time to be called any version of “mom.”

J started speech therapy at 2 years and 5 months old. In that time, I heard some babbles of mamamama early on, but never in context. There were times I’d wonder if one day he’d wake up and just say it. He spoke in grunts, used lots of gestures and we understood everything he needed and wanted. 95% of the time, I never cared that he wasn’t calling me mommy. But every once in awhile, the thought that he hadn’t called us mama and dada would creep in and we’d wonder when it would come.

After a month or two of therapy, it happened. His speech therapist asked who I was and he said “mom.” It was awesome. I stayed “mom” for months. I figured he was skipping over the cute baby way of saying mommy. Maybe were going straight into teenage years where he was too cool for mommy and went right to mom. A few more months passed, we became mommy and daddy and it has stuck.

I remember us all being in the car one day and I said “we’ve waited a long time for him to talk but you know once he does, he’s not going to stop.” I knew the day would come that we’d stop wondering when the words were coming and be experience our very own version of the clip above. It did and despite how often I hear my name most days..which is a lot…I love it.

Sometimes it’s hard to remember these milestones as time passes because he’s come so far. In one way it seems like just yesterday he was grunting because he wanted something to eat. Now he asks his sister how her snoozie was when she wakes up. He says Thank You to someone that opens a door for him. And he says “hey mommy?” and “hey daddy?” at least 100 times a day!

*The YouTube Clip was posted by Erudius