Sep 28, 2017
Please Don't Call Me Mama
Like most women, I am many things to many people.
I am a professional.
I am a friend.
I am a wife, a granddaughter, a daughter, a sister, a niece, and an in-law.
I am a Jew. I am a very amateur crafter. I am an enthusiastic hostess and home cook. I am - well, was, but I haven't let go quite yet - a singer. I am a dog owner. I am a graduate of Columbia University and University College London. I am a feminist and a life-long learner and a lover of challenges.
I will, in about three months, be a mother.
But don't call me mama.
Yes, I know that having a child will change my life forever. And yes, I know that I don't yet fully understand how motherhood will consume me or how it will affect my world view - both of which I expect it will.
I know as well that, for some of you, the main thing we will have in common will be our motherhood, and I'm excited to share that experience with you.
But I also know that I don't want my relationship with you to be defined by my relationship to someone else. Unless I am your mother, I want to be something other than a mother to you.
So please, don't call me mama.