Mama

You are walking down the street and you hear a sweet angel voice calling out "mama", you turn to see the cutest little girl running towards her mum, they are both smiling, she reaches out and grabs her mum's hand and they start walking away, onwards with their journey.
You think wow! How amazing I cannot wait to have a little child and walk down the street holding hands. This thought stays with you all day.

You then get pregnant, it's horrible, you hate every uncomfortable minute. You waddle and dream of the days you could walk properly like a human and not a duck. 
You do not glow, nope it's sweat and it never stops. It's snowing outside, yet you walk down the street in a t-shirt sweating while everyone thinks you are mad. You sleep half naked with the windows open, you look over at your husband who is wrapped up from head to toe in thick pyjamas, blankets and shivering. The only thought running through your head is, how on earth is he sleeping in this heat?

Other mums with new-borns look at you and smile, they know, they understand what you are going through. There is an unspoken vibe that says "you're not mad, you're pregnant, it's OK, you're nearly there". You give a smile back, but you secretly hate them for not being pregnant anymore.

The day comes you have your little miracle and you introduce yourself as "mama", you spend the next year saying mama to this child hoping that you will hear it back.
Then it happens as if by magic, your little mini me finally utters this magical word you have been waiting for! You scream for joy and you remember the little girl walking down the street calling out for her mama. Life is wonderful!

Fast forward five years and shivers run down your spine when you hear "mama", you are called every other minute for some random reason. 
You now think to yourself call daddy PLEASE!