Janice is the best mom I could have ever asked for, the boy wrote in his post. She has been so unbelievably kind and Ioving to me and I absolutely adore her. The problem is that I don’t call her mom, I just call her Janice. I want to start calling her mom but have no idea how to without making it awkward. PIease help me internet strangers.
A young man’s message to Redditors for advice.
Commenters were more than happy to share their advice, and some of their ideas were absolutely heartwarming! Of course, everyone was also eager for him to update them when he finally started calling his foster parent “Mom.”
1. This person suggested a subtle approach.
Calling your foster parent “Mom” for the first time is a big deaI, but that doesn’t mean the moment has to be a formal event. Naturally slipping it into everyday conversation can be pretty special, too!
2. Of course, sometimes a little fanfare can also be sweet.
Another commenter suggested the opposite tactic. Find a creative way to ceIebrate this moment like the special occasion it is!
3. One user had a helpful anecdote to share.
What a sweet story! This is such a cIever way to start calling a foster parent “Mom,” and it clearly worked out pretty well.
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4. However, the direct approach is often the best.
Here’s an option with no beating around the bush! If you aIready know what you want, you can literally just ask for it.
5. Calling this foster parent “Mom” would make such an incredible gift.
Here’s a sweet way to call her “Mom” without saying it out loud. Not only would this make things easier, but it would also be an extra special gesture!
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So, my boyfriend kicked me out after I caught him with another woman right on our kitchen table. The very next day, he showed up at my job with her! (I’m a waitress)
Me: “Colin, haven’t you hurt me enough already? Why are you here?”
Him: “Well, you can’t serve me at home anymore, so you’ll serve me here.”
His girl: “Hurry up and get me a menu, or you’re gonna lose more than just your house — you’ll lose this job too!”
I couldn’t afford to lose my job, so I had to serve them… it was a TOTAL DISASTER! They were purposely making a mess… He dropped his fork so I would kneel in front of him. At one point, his new girl even “accidentally” spilled her soup on me! They were laughing their heads off while I was crying under the bar counter.
But then, our chef saw me, wiped my tears, and told me he had this brilliant plan to get back at them. It was pretty simple but so genius! I immediately began to put it into action.
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