My name is Marsha. Over the years, I have been called nerd, sis, #2 daughter-ya, M, Ashram (read it backwards), MarshaMarshaMarsha, Marshmellow, Marshie and Marshy.
Did you know that Marsha means "of Mars"? I always dreaded those lame school assignments where you'd have to write about the meaning of your name. I would say poor me, but really it was poor anyone-who-dared-to-call-me-"martian"! Because I would sooo beat them up for that. Back in the day, of course...
My husband calls me Babe. One year, he went through this phase of calling me by my real name. I am thankful that this was short lived because I always felt like I was in trouble or something. You can't call someone "Babe" for over 10 years and then suddenly decide you're going to start calling them by something different! I have been the Mrs. to my David for over 14years now because he is a smart man and figures these types of things out rather quickly.
My kids call me mommy. I have four boys-- Austin (12yo), Noah (10yo) and Christian (11/12/04-8/26/08) and baby Ian (due 2-22-12!). One day they will probably start calling me "Mom" and I'll be a little sad. Since they are quite smart (like their daddy), I'm sure they won't ever call me "Marsha"!
