Hey Momma, Mommy look, Momma, Momma, Momma! That’s what I hear from the time my kiddos get up in the am until I drop them off at school. And from the time I pick them up from school, until they go to bed. Then, on the weekends, from the time they wake up until they go to bed. All day, every day , nonstop, Momma! Sure it can be overwhelming at times, definitely when I’m not able to finish answering one child’s request before the next “Momma” chimes in. Homework, snacks, a drink, fixing a toy, “Momma!” YES, it can be overwhelming. But, I love it. I love hearing my favorite name being called. It reminds me that I am the first person my kids think of when they need anything, when they are afraid, when they are hurt, or when they are excited about their day and need someone to tell it to. I am their go to hero. But, only for a short time. One day, they will grow up, they will be teenagers, and I won’t be as important to them anymore. Sure, I am their mom, so they will always come to me for the major things. But soon, they will be caring for themselves, their friends will be the first to hear of the amazing thing that happened that day, and needing mommy to lay with them because they are afraid of the dark will not be a thing anymore. And that’s OK. That means I’ve done my part as their mom. I have helped them grow to be independent young adults. So I will always enjoy the words “Mommy” echoing through my house, because one day, I am going to wish I heard those words all day. The Lord blessed me to be a Mommy, and even better, he blessed me to be theirs! So I will always do the best I can because Mommy will always be here!