That is what my children call me when I am not responding to “Mom” fast enough, or they are in a silly mood. I give them credit, calling me Unicorn gets my attention and we have a laugh, so it works.
How exactly does one get the name Unicorn you may ask? Well, one day I was exhausted and had heard “Mom” one too many times (it happens). I jokingly said I was going to change my name and then my son decided he would give me a new name, it became a game. He chose Unicorn, so we rolled with it. He likes to name things. A stuffed bunny he sleeps with is named President Snoozefield, so I am kind of glad he chose Unicorn for me, it could have been much worse!
Whenever they call me Unicorn I wonder what my future foster children will call me. Mom, Michelle… Unicorn? I plan to foster school-aged children so I think I may leave it up to them to decide what to call me and decide what they are comfortable with.
What do your children call you?