There is just something that triggers inside a Mama when she hears her child cry "Mommy!"
For instance, the other night, we had laid Cosette and Eli down to bed. I heard Cosette talking and crying, so I went to see what was up. Apparently, she had gotten out of bed for the second (or was it the third?) time. She has just recently started this, and we are trying to train her to stay in bed after we tuck her in. Anyway, Joel was already in the room, talking to Cosette and dealing with the situation. But Cosette wasn't happy with Daddy's decision--that she must go back to bed and stay there.
When I walked in the room, I quickly figured out what was going on. But, Cosette turned around, looked at me with a pitiful face, tears streaming down it, raised her arms and said "MOMMY!"
EVERY bone in my body longed to bend down, pick her up, and tell her it was alright. I longed to hug her, rub her back, and lay her back in bed, covering up the blankets around her.
BUT, I knew that was absolutely the wrong thing to do. I knew it would only harm my daughter and make the situation worse. Besides that, Joel and I always try to be on the same page when training the children. So, I held myself back, gritted my teeth, put on my stern face and said "No, Cosette, Daddy is right. You must go back to bed."
All of that to say---What is it that happens when a child says "Mommy"? Just the other day, Eli looked at me and said "Mama!", and I thought that my heart would melt right there on the floor.
Is it maybe just one of those 'little pieces of heaven on earth?' Is that how God must feel when we go to Him as our loving Father? I'm not good at making everyday situations into Biblical applications, but this one just seemed to fit....