Do you remember the first time your child(ren) called you "mommy?" I can't recall the exact moment my son did, but he is now a "mama" speaking machine. And hearing him address me with the name never gets old. (Ok, maybe it does when he says it over and over and over again in a needy, whiny voice.) But even then, hearing that sweet boy call me "mama" is one of the sweetest sounds of my day. And with Mother's Day this weekend, that little voice is a reminder of what makes Mother's Day special. It isn't about the flowers or the candy. It isn't about the jewelry or the spa gift card. It isn't about the handmade card or the DIY gift (although those are always special). It's about being somebody's mommy. Not every woman gets the chance to be that, and for some, the life of motherhood is filled with obstacles and difficult life circumstances.