The one thing that has been bothering me a wee bit about motherhood lately is my complete and sudden loss of identity.The Kid is currently going to summer camp at her daycare, which means a hundred new "counselors" who have enough trouble remembering their own names. They remember my kid's name, and that's a good sign.
My name, however, has been updated to "Mommy".
"Mommy, I can take that towel".
"Oh, mommy, someone dropped her hair clip!"
Today I took the Kid to My Gym for an hour of free play. During the 10-minute drive there, she dumped a bottle of water in her car seat. I was stopped on the way in.
"Mommy, her shorts are wet".
Lady, guess who I didn't give birth to. You. Don't call me Mommy if you don't want a giant kick in the ass.
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