It didn’t have a meaning to me at all. Maybe because I never called my mother “mama, we call her “mommy”. There was a time when I thought, once I become a mother, I want to be called “mama”. Whenever I hear my friends or cousins call their mothers “ma”, I find it so endearing. (In Tagalog, some would say may lambing sa dulo.)
Until I was called Mama. She’s a daddy’s girl, that’s no doubt! That’s why, it felt like an achievement to me when she first said “mama” instead of “dada”.
She often says dada than mama but when she does, it’s like a music to my ears.
When we play with my celfone, she would put it near her cheeks and say “Whosh thish, mama?“
When she asks for milk, she’d say “Mama, didi!“
When she tries to form a bubble out of her saliva (I know it’s ewww! But she recently discovered that she can make a bubble out of her saliva hehehe!), she uses the word “mama” and burst the magic bubble hahaha!
When she wakes up and finds out no one was beside her she would call out for “mama“.
When she’s not well, she wants only “mama“.
When she sees me by the neighbor’s door, she’d come running out and scream “mama“.