I was lying on the couch the other evening with Miss 7.6 (she was watching Hannah Montana;  I was dozing ever so slightly).

Suddenly she turned to me with an extremely serious expression and said,” Mummy, I think I want to call you Mum from now on, ok? I still love you though.”

I smiled at her and said yes I knew that she loved me and that it was quite ok if she wanted to call me Mum.

But inside?

Not really ok at all.

After all, you’re a Mother forever, but you’re only a Mummy for a very short time…