I am Mom

My little boy is calling me Mom.

I could cry every time he looks at me and says "Mom" or "Mom-Mom." He is a very, very slow talker, he has been saying Dada for about ten months now, and then nothing else. He has said mom before, but today, for the first time he called me Mom. I love it. He is the sweetest thing in the whole wide world and I am so happy that he finally has a name for me.

I will ignore the fact that it isn't something cute like Mommy, and I will ignore the fact he handed me a fistful of poop this afternoon, because today will always be the day that he called me Mom for the first time.