Did you notice the point in time when your kids stopped calling you "Mommy"? Recently, I realized that the two older kids don't call me mommy anymore. When did that happen?
I would guess this is all a part of that whole growing-up thing they have to do. But let me tell you, I don't like it! I love the sound of those little voices saying, "Mommy!" Now all I get is a plain old, "Mom". I guess I should be grateful that I have three little munchkins of my own to call me anything at all. So, here's me being grateful... I miss being called Mommy!
Since I'm being so grateful, I'm also wondering where in this parent's handbook, that they mistakenly forgot to give me at the hospital (a mere oversight, I'm sure, it's probably in the mail as we speak), is it written that you will feel a very big stone in your gut as you watch your little ones grow? And that after time that stone will start to get heavier and heavier as you see your children pass through milestone after milestone knowing there is no turning back. There's also the pain in your heart that the handbook forgot to mention. The pain when you see your 5 year old skip off to kindergarten on his first day without looking back. The pain when your 8 year old tells you she doesn't need you to walk her up to ballet class anymore because she's a big girl.
My nephew is 11 now. I've been there since day one with him. Literally, I was in the delivery room when he was born. And now I see this kid, who is the same height as me and quickly growing taller (his dad is 6'4" so I don't think there is an end in sight!) When did this little boy who I used to babysit and was always so happy to see Auntie Peg grow up? I don't remember. And it seems all of a sudden to me. I see this kid all the time, but here he is, voice getting deeper, signs of facial hair showing... Where did my little Andrew go?!
Back to my kids, my husband feels blessed with his two boys and one girl. One boy to play football and baseball, one boy to wrestle and play rugby, and one girl so there's only one wedding to pay for! But to me, I see three little kids who will grow up and leave me all by myself. Sure I'll have my husband, but it's not the same!
Right now they are at the age where they like to be with me. They like to have "mom" around. I can go places with them and their friends and they aren't embarrased of me. They give me hugs and kisses all the time. I like this stage! I think we'll stay here for awhile. And I do still have a baby, so I get to drag this out awhile longer. Who knows, maybe we can talk daddy into baby number 4 and drag it out even longer!