Let me back up.... I have been trying to get Rhett to say "mama" for a while now. He said "dada" around 6 months or so. Not only that but he says "dada" in different tones. Anyway, whenever I sit with him and say to him, "now say, 'mama'", the most I usually get a is a grin and a deep belly laugh. Now, at 15 months, same reaction. I gave up and predicted he would learn to speak in sentences before he gave in to saying my name....
Glad to say my prediction was wrong. The first night I was gone, he was babysat all day. When John brought him home, he searched the house for me. When I heard this, it broke my heart! I wanted to be there. The second night, John had to work late, so John's sister was watching him. Well, Laura said Rhett just kept crawling from room to room at her house and saying "mom-mom". HE FINALLY SAID IT. Too bad I wasn't THERE. Figures! I try forever and what does it take to get my son to acknowledge my name? Traveling across the country without him!
Well, I got home at 7:45pm on Mother's Day and when Rhett saw me, the biggest grin spread over his face. Confident he would say my name, I said "Rhett say 'ma-ma'". And then came the giggle. Figures. We were at John's parent's house, so we headed home. John took the van and I drove the car with Rhett and halfway home, I heard this faint "mom-mom" from the back seat! I turned my head and Rhett grinned. FINALLY! Happy Mother's day to me!