10 Ways I’m Becoming My Mother

Becoming My MotherI’ve noticed a recent mental shift. When I have flashbacks of childhood memories, I’m thinking less about my own perception of experiences and relating more to my mother than my own young self…

The way she tried to dance around us lingering in her bathroom as she got ready…

The way she listened to our stories with real interest….

The way she disappeared to for a few minutes of solace when Sesame Street and Mr. Rogers were on T.V…

The way she tucked us into bed with a book and a hug…

The way she slurped her mid-afternoon Tab cola like someone had thrown her a lifeline…

The way she cobbled up meals in the midst of the chaos…

The way she treated us with kindness when we threw up in the middle of the night…

The way she must have been so tired, but she kept smiling so we felt loved and secure…

…because now I’m living through all the same things.

(Read the rest of the post on the MKE Moms Blog where it was originally published, link below).

10 Ways I’m Becoming My Mother