I am NOT your mother!

"I am NOT your mother!"  Lately, I have heard those words escape my lips over and over again.  You want to know the bad part?  I keep saying them to Boogie!  It isn't about his behavior (though we have miles to go before I sleep) or about wanting to run away from my job as his mom.  It is simply about the word mother.  I don't like it.  I am his mom, momma or mommy but I am most certainly not his mother.  I have a friend who refers to herself as mudder and I could even handle that but mother- no way!  Something about it sounds so formal.  It sounds more like distance than love, more like a job title than a term of endearment.  Does that make sense?  I know I am not alone in feeling that way.  I know that there are other women out there who would not be happy to have their child start calling them mother.  Some might even prefer their given names over mother.  I could set up a poll or ask everyone I see but I don't think I need to.  I just know in my heart that I am not alone in preferring to not be called mother. But mostly I know I am not alone in feeling that way because every few hours I hear my husband holler from his office, "I am not your father!"