I don’t really have any nicknames to speak of, just a shortened version of my given name that friends sometimes use. I had other nicknames once upon a time, but the people that called me by them are no longer in my life. It is sad.
But there is a wonderful name by which two little people call me every day. They call me Mommy.
If you had told me ten years ago that I’d have two children, I probably would have laughed in your face. I still sometimes wake up with that feeling of living in someone else’s life. It’s a strange feeling.
But it’s so wonderful to have little ones to read to, to tuck in at night, and to tickle. There is so much to love about them, and so much to marvel at. Marshall makes up songs and sings them at the top of his lungs. Livia jumps from the dresser to the bed with terrifying abandon and beautiful grace. I am proud and thankful to be their Mommy. It is my most Favorite Thing.