Thursday, November 19, 2009

Where We Came From


By: Kelly May




All women become like their mothers. That is their tragedy. No man does. That's his.  Oscar Wilde


At some point in every woman’s life, she asks herself, “Am I turning into my mother?”  For a lot of us, the answer is yes, even if we don’t want it to be.  In most cases, it makes sense.  With nature and nurture, our mothers play a big role in shaping who we become as women. Period.  There are those of us that embrace growing into our moms and those that fight it every step of the way.


I can clearly remember my mom saying she hoped I had a child just like me.  And, so the evolutionary process of turning into my mother began.  I gave birth, several times.  I then started living my mom’s life. I woke up early in the morning, took care of my kids, went to work, came home, took care of my family and the house and then went to bed. Doing this repeatedly makes a person tired and cranky.


Instantly I started hearing myself saying things I promised I would never say.  I just couldn’t help it.  I guess those things are forever burned into my brain. They sound just as ridiculous when I say them as when she used to say them.  Ridiculous things such as “If your friends jumped off a bridge, would you?”


However, I do wish I was more like my mom in some ways.  She enjoys cooking and thinks of it as an art.  I, on the other hand, dislike cooking and think of it as punishment.  I do it because I need to feed my kids but I don’t think of it as a relaxing activity like my mom. 


I am happy to have my mom’s genes.  She is 62 and doesn’t have any wrinkles on her face.  I’m hoping that I follow in her footsteps. 


So, the next time you find yourself thinking that your mother is the last person you would want to turn into, ask yourself, “Would it be so bad to be like my mom?”