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Don’t get me wrong, I love my mom. The things she has had to go through in her life, and how she has come out of it is truly admirable. She is a strong woman with a heart of gold. There are certain qualities in her that I one day hope to possess (and some that I already have)….BUT (and I’m sure I’m not alone on this) there are also certain qualities my mom possesses, certain things she says and does that I do not want to replicate. Actually, these were things I swore to myself that I would never think, say or do when I got married, or had children.

Well…so much for oaths, because I failed on one of those counts and I’m pretty sure it’ll be no different when I have children! You see, I am already starting to think, say and do those very things I have tried so hard to avoid! Notice I said starting — the transformation is just in the beginning stages and will probably take years to complete!

The most annoying part though? That my husband pointed this out to me before IΒ  realized it myself!! My initial reaction when he told me? I quote, Take it back! I am NOT my mother!Β 


After mulling over this comment a few days later, I realized that my husband was right; I was acting like my mom! (By the way, both of these are things that I had difficulty admitting!…)

The funny thing though in all of this, is that I don’t really know how not to be my mom. After all, this is the woman who gave birth to me and raised me (still raises me). Her influence on me is significant…. So, of course I am like her. Of course, I will resemble and take after her in some shape or form...it’s inevitable!Β  I will become my mom! (There is actually a fabulous blog dedicated to this very premise.)

Given this realization then, there are some things that will likely follow:

  1. a good sob session about this reality
  2. acceptance of this reality …(notice that this comes after sobbing!)
  3. pros and cons of this reality …(i.e. pros > cons)
  4. admittance to my husband that he was right about this reality
  5. a revelation to my husband about thoughts, words and actions that are likely to occur in the future…

After all of this, I think I’m going to need some chocolate. Chocolate makes everything seem so much better, don’t you think? πŸ˜›

P.S.Β  Thanks Mom for being cool with this post! πŸ™‚

P.S.S. Thank you I’ve become my parents for motivating me with your awesome blog to finally write this post! πŸ˜€