...When I Became My Son's Mommy Again...

It was supposed to be just for fun... a way to reconnect after years of us growing apart. We were both adults, but the idea of me being his Mommy again felt so right in those moments when we talked about it. It wasn't anything too extreme at first... some silly nicknames and playful reminders...but then it started to feel like more than just playacting. There was something comforting about him looking up to me that way, even if he's the same age as I once was. But...I found myself pushing boundaries... becoming more authoritative in a way that made us both flush with excitement and uncertainty. It was all consensual of course, but when we really got into it...the emotions were intense. There was this pull between wanting to protect him and also letting go and enjoying the power dynamic. I worry sometimes about where it might lead us, but for now, it feels too good to stop... even if it's just a game.