"Ma-ma!"
About two weeks ago, I got a little surprise. I woke up when I could hear Daniel chattering on the baby monitor from his bedroom. I went to his bedroom to find him standing up in his baby bed checking out everything in his room. When I turned on the light, he looked at me and said "Ma-ma!" with a big ole' smile. My heart was so full! He looked at me, recognized that it was me, and called for me! I phoned Steve immediately and told him that I'm sorry that I had won the "first word" category and it would be ok...he would say "Da-da" eventually. I was very smug with this assumption. I told everyone. Grandparents, friends, aunts, and uncles would all hear the story. One proud "Ma-Ma" was me. The very next day I was in the living room with D and Lucy (the cat) ran into the room. He looked at her, smiled, reached out his hand to pet her, and said "Ma-Ma!" I guess I was wrong.