Why Turning into Mom is Okay, and 3 Ways I Want to Be Just.Like.Her

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Anything we did similarly- mannerisms, phrases, interests- there was Dad’s voice, You’re turning into your mother.

Ugh. Dad. I’m ME! My own unique person {can you detect the need for independence?} I’m NOT turning into mom.

We are so very different; ‘Lil Mom and I, yet, so very similar. And more than ever, I hope to emulate who she not only is, but who she is continually becoming.

Aside from the fact that I hug strangers and speak in occasional sing-song like her, we are night-and-day. Okay, we talk with our hands, love designing, speaking in front of people, planning parties. Gift-giving, encouraging, and positivity come second nature and celebrating- is there a party? Good! Someone must be celebrated. Never mind our impulsive, impatient sides. Aside from made-up words and connecting at the heart, we really are incredibly different. {Sarcasm now in full force} I never pick roses for friends, write notes in our sons books, or send cards in the mail just.like.her. Oh gosh! It’s true! Who am I kidding? My dad was right. I’m becoming my mother!