posted on February 11, 2008 07:59:56 PM
We used to laugh at the toneless whistle my Mom emitted from her teeth when she was nervous - always when driving. Many years ago, I shared the anecdote with my co-workers/sales staff who claimed I did the same thing, near quarter's end. Now my son has noticed the same thing, especially when I'm driving - I can't be doing this - they must be talking about my mother.
posted on February 11, 2008 09:05:52 PM
Well thank god I didn't pick up that annoying habit! LOL
I loved the Erma Brombeck quip several years ago - don't remember it exactly but was something like: "You know you are becoming your mother when you put on a coat and her hands come out the sleeves".
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posted on February 11, 2008 09:59:36 PM
Pixia, she is just riding with you and wants to tell you that she is there watching over you.
Don't we all get traits from our mother that seem to show up later in life. I wish I had my mothers skinny body. When I cough it sounds just like her.
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posted on February 11, 2008 11:25:22 PM
My mother had a way of printing words in her letters, rather quickly. In recent years, I've noticed my printing looking more and more like hers.
Not to mention lots of other things I learned from her!
Nancy Friday's book, My Mother, My Self, is very good. I read it years ago. I had been in the habit of blaming my mother for the things I didn't like about myself, but Friday says we also have to look at our good traits and recognize that they, too, probably came from our mothers, our role models. That helped my attitude a great deal.
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posted on February 13, 2008 03:53:34 PM
Kraft: It's got to be a combination of genetics and role models. Look at the studies of twins separated at birth.
I've noticed over the years that the men in our family have morphed into their fathers in physical appearance, but the women haven't morphed into their mothers physically. Very odd.
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posted on February 13, 2008 06:03:19 PM
I avoid looking at my reflection on store windows. At first glance, I was unprepared to see my Dad looking back at me.
It has taken awhile to adjust to the thought that I may have become my father, in both appearance, expressions, and even gestures.
Many times I will be talking with my step-son, and just stop speaking because I realize that I have heard what I just said once before - from my Dad.
posted on February 13, 2008 06:35:39 PM
Bill: Isn't it funny that we don't want to hear our parents' words coming out of our mouths? I'm sure that many times those words are wise and make a lot of sense. It may be the tone of voice we're using, or words embedded in that wisdom that always pushed our buttons.
I know that lots of us girls grew up vowing not to be like our mothers. I haven't been aware that boys resist being like their fathers. I always thought boys looked up to their fathers more than girls with their mothers, and wanted to be just like them.
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