There is nothing I can do to stop it. I am becoming my mother. Everyday the karmic gods persist on smacking me in the face with the reminder that I am indeed becoming my mother. Rather than deny it or try to fight it I've decide to write about it and enjoy the ride.
Don't get me wrong I love my mother, in fact I love her more than just about anyone on the planet baring my own children who are in fact the catalyst that has started this transformation into my mom. Over the years there have been little things that have come to mind that resemble things my mom might do. I have done them because they seemed to fit the moment, such as buying generic over name brand or making a certain recipe. They made sense, I figured some of my mom's wisdom actually sunk in over the years. Makes sense. Well since I've had kids of my own these little mom moments are coming on full blast and I have come to the conclusion that I may actually just be turning into my mom.
I guess I've always been a lot like my mom. I am honest and to the point. I am open with my feelings and my opinions. I stand up for what I believe in and will defend what I think is right until I drive others insane with my point of view. Unlike my mom I do tend to use my internal filters and I do try to soften my truthful blows. It seems that since I had children my momisms are coming out more and more. Every now and then I'll see my husband looking at me with an expression that is not only pensive but shrouded with fear. He knows what's coming and he knows he is helpless to stop it. One time during a conversation my brother in law burst out laughing while I was mid sentence. "I sounded like my mom" "You said it, not me".
Oh boy, well I figure to see if this is really happening I had better write about it. Others blog about what their parents say, I figure I might as well write about my mental roller coaster of becoming my own mother.
