oldfart saidOur house is a smagasbord of nicknames. Even our pets have pet names.
Years ago when I was a kid, my brother pointed out that our wicked sister - a serious problem child - never said mom but always "Mother;" later I read some shrink's view that such distancing can be an indicator of emotional problems. Sure seems true there.
So loosen up and get gooey, pal.
One time as a kid I tried calling mom by her first name. She immediately started calling me "son" instead of using my name lol so she became mom again in my very next sentence. If I'd ever called her mother--a word that only goes on a Hallmark card--I'd imagine she wouldn't even have responded. She never had a nickname for me. Dad called me Butch, either because I'm butch or he was making fun of me. Grandpa always called me "boy" because he never learned my name, apparently.
I never had nicknames for my partners nor them for me. And though a lot of my friends have nicknames, I never got one and I never used theirs though they use them on each other. I've nothing personal against them but my preference is first names.
So outside of grandma, grandpa, mom and dad and I sometimes refer to a few different cousins as cuz, everyone else I only refer to by name.
Oh wait, I do have nicknames. For the people whose names I never speak. lol. Forgot about them for a moment there. Yeah, I definitely have some choice nicknames for them.