I'm becoming my mother !

I never put new shoes on the table.

I never leave the washing up overnight...

I now have the same colour hair - white!

I talk to everyone these days. It used to embarrass me when my mum did it.

I wish ...

both daughters laugh that they often think they are turning into me- with affection. Funny.

I've always talked to everybody- our daughters used to find it embarrassing when they were teenagers- but they love it now- and always say 'only you can do that the way you do, mum'...

Oh I wish! My mother was beautiful, statuesque and calm. I am none of those things!

By the way - I'm happy that I'm becoming my mother - I can't think of anyone else I would rather be like ...???

No, no, no - I really do NOT want to become like my mother! Now if you ask me am I turning into my nana..............

I bruise very easily now - just like my mum did.

I have just spent a lovely morning at the local market and a yummy lunchtime with absentdaughter – long overdue and definitely joyous. We disagreed about the "best mother" and whether we were turning into our mothers. She reckons she chose the best mother to be born to; I reckon my mother was the best in the whole world and that she is the best living mother I know.

I have to say that I do get bit cross when family members tell me that I look like my mother. She was a stunningly beautiful woman and remained lovely with skin like silk – a bit like that actress who played "Old Rose in Titanic" until she died at 92. However, I am only about to be 66 so I feel a bit iffy about that.

Having only recently become a nanny, I have felt a new sense of respect and love for my dear mum. I wish she were here to see her GGS. I hope I am like her, -if I can be half the nanny she was to my GCs, I won't have done badly. She was a very kind and patient woman - I don't think I have as much patience as she did!!!

I agree with ga - I aim never to become like my mother in any way!!

I am not remotely like my mother, and in most ways I am quite glad, much as I loved her

But in quite separate circumstances different people described the effect of my DM and my late DSis coming into a room as being like opening champagne. the dullest event began to sparkle when they arrived. No-one will ever use that analogy for me. I wish I had that ability to sparkle .

Understandable after the life you have had with you mum Kitty as described on another thread.

I'm sure your DC will have a totally different view of you, to what you have of your mum, which is a positive result. My DS says he likes all the laughs we have together, which is enough for me.

I see mum when I look in the mirror, which scares me a bit and I find myself using the same mannerisms as her. My D has said a few times "You sound like your mother" regarding what I say, not how I say it. Although I can't see that one.
Nankate it was my grandmother that had the foxes mints in her pocket

I look like my mother (same number of chins and amount of cellulite) and she looked like her mother....

I also found I was starting to say the same things and have the same outlook on life - so I've gone back on the HRT and became myself again.

Yes, me too! My daughter notices just as much as me. When I said to our youngest GGS 'Oh your'e so bonny', she said I sounded just like Granny. She also says when someone is having problems, 'Come on Mum, just think of one of Granny's sayings'.

I also have a handbag with spare stuff in it, tissues, plasters, mints, tape measure etc. The thing is I'm the one who gets asked for these things when we're out.
I even come out with the grumpy Granny things too!

My mother looked like the Queen...everyone thought so. Everyone says I look like my mother. But I look nothing like the Queen! Don't get it!

I know I look like my mother (have been told since I was a teenager) and she takes great delight in telling me I'm getting like her in things I do and say which makes me scream inwardly. I never, ever want to be like her. I want to be me!

I am a double of my mum. We look like hobbits and descend from the all t-- t and a-s-o brigade (if people know that term . Sadly I inherited her genes health wise.

When mum died my sister held my hand and said it was just like holding mums hand, tiny, podgey soft skinned and covered in old age spots. .

I am visiting relatives in Somerset soon and I know they will say 'Aren't you the spit of your mum'. I stick my tongue to one side if I am seriously concentrating (fortunately that doesn't happen much ), I twiddle my thumbs and look at the floor if I am sad and I laugh like a drain .

I look so much like my Mum that my Dad for a few months found it very difficult to look at me after she died and i couldn't visit my Auntie who had dementia as she would start screaming that my dead Mum had come to take her to the other side. On a lighter note my DD often calls to say "oh Mum i just sounded exactly like you" after she has told my DGD off about her messy room !

Recently, I've seen my mother in the mirror when I catch sight of myself in shops or even at home. I'm also increasingly finding myself taking on her pollyanna/god of small things, approach to life. I look on the bright side, see the best in people (well, I try to) and I love gardening, feed the birds, walk the dogs and often walk away when I see the windows need cleaning. I'm lucky, I loved my mum and liked her, so I'm a bit amused by the way things are going. I do hope I live as long and as well as she did but health stuff suggests that might not be the case. So, I'll enjoy the day as she always instructed me to.

My daughter says exactly the same thing. C always said ' I'm not saying the things to my children that you said to me ' then found the words coming out of her mouth. We are so alike in a lot of ways it's scary but does mean we have quite a volatile relationship.

Thankfully I take after my dad! I vowed I would never ever take after my mum!

Mum, a nervous passenger, used to sit twiddling her thumbs. Guess what? I now do it too.