Thank you. I was trying to think of a way to say this succintly but couldn’t. Count me in with trublmakr.
As I get older I notice more similarities between myself and my mom, but I am really my dad’s daughter by far. No question, I was like my dad from day 1. What I fear is that I’ll have a daughter and she’ll turn out like me! It would be my mother’s revenge!
SWMBO’s mother died about three years before SWMBO and I got together. But I gotta say that if women do turn into their mothers, then SWMBO’s mom was a class act.
% Girls become lovers,
And turn into mothers,
So mothers be good to your daughters, too. %
I’ll be here all week.
No–like any child who was exposed to both parents for long enough, I have characteristics of both parents. I resemble my Dad in looks and stature and body type. I enjoy some activities that my mother does. I’m a mix of the two of them, some good teachers, close friends, other sibs and my own marriage and kids–oh, and just me, too.
My daughter looks just like my husband, except she has my coloring. She has his body type and most of his personality. She is very much the oldest, competent girl (I am the youngest, dreamer, procrastinator)-but she has my sense of humor etc.
IOW, it’s a toss up. My #1 son looks like my grandfather, but has my personality and bad habit. #2 son looks like husband and who knows–he’s only 7.
Personally, I think it’s a myth and it bothers me slightly that we don’t talk about guys doing this. My husband has developed some of the worst of his dad, frankly, and it is scarey at times how much they are clones.
Same here, except my father.
Amen to that! Before I would marry him, I made my husband swear by all that is good and right in the world, that if I ever turn into my mother, he will shoot me in the head and save everyone the misery!
My husband, OTOH, is, indeed, turning into his father. That’s okay, because his father, while a bit eccentric, is a very cool guy.
Yeah, you’d think that someone in this thread would have brought that up already :dubious:
I hear just as much talk about turning into one’s father, if not moreso, as aging is perceived to be more a state of mind with men, and more inevitable with women. While certainly not true, I think that if anything there is more agonizing about not turning into one’s father since it is perceived as less inevitable.
Kindof OT, but I couldn’t resist telling this story.
My mother always ran late getting ready to go out and my father always walked around the house fuming while he waited. She used to joke that she was so chronically late that she’d probably even be late to her own funeral. . . And she was! The hearse took her to the wrong gravesite, so she was “late” by the time they finally brought her to her own plot where we were all waiting to begin the service. It was my mother’s last Ha Ha on all of us. 
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I’ve always been my father’s daughter – much more like him than my mother. I still believe I think more like my father does, but I do see quite a few similarities in behaviors to those of my mother. My mother had some very cool qualities, but there were aspects of her personality that didn’t come out (at least that I was aware of) until I was an adult, and that I pray to Og that I never, ever possess or portray. I think my wonderful, patient and kind husband contributes a lot to thwarting those potential, underlying traits. But I’m still a daddy’s girl in my heart of hearts.
I turn into my mother a little more each year. I’ve always been like my father, so I guess it’s only fair that I get a little mom in there too.
Same for me, too. Hate to be a parrot, but that’s exactly my reason.
People in general behave as their parents did. The home environment when we are children colors our view of how things work. Even if you have lousy parents, you still possess some manerisms of theirs. Is it supper or dinner? Do you call it kleenex or tissue? Do you salt the water when you cook pasta? How do you fold your towels? Most of these things are likely to be the same way your parents did them, and if not then you likely made a conscious decision at some point in time to do it differently. As far as the question about women becoming their mothers, I suppose most of us notice things as we get older, because they are the things that bug us. As difficult as it is to change things that are ingrown like that, it is possible. But I know far more men who become like their fathers- in bad ways- and it doesn’t seem to bother them. (yell a little too much at their kids, ignore their wives a little too often, drink a few too many beers after work, …) So I wonder about why it bothers women to become like their mothers more than it bothers men to become like their fathers.
I look a lot like my mother, and a lot like my father. Those who know my mom best swear I am the spit and image of her, those who know my father best think I am the spit and image of him.
I am chatty like my mother, but reasonable like my father. Emotional like my mother, but fun-loving like my father. There are a million things my mother does or believes in that I do not, and the same goes for my father. I find no shame in being a little bit like them both, and adding my own personality to the mix. Sure, I turned into my mother, a wee bit. But I also turned into my father, my grandmother, my brother, my friends, my teachers, my heroes, my lovers, my enemies… I took something away from all of them.
Sooo… I turned into a whole community. Most of it of my own volition. I never lose my individuality in that, since everyone takes something different away. And I honestly believe everyone does. If you scrutinise someone close enough, certainly you can say, “GASP! You’ve turned into your mother/father!” but it would be patently false. It would be like looking at a rainbow, and seeing a band of yellow, then proclaiming, “Wow. That rainbow is yellow.”
I hate that song for the reasons that trublmakr hates the question.
Yet, I don’t mind the question. Perhaps because I have talked about guys becoming their fathers (and both men and women marrying their parent of the appropriate sex).
I think I’m becoming more like my father while my sister is becoming much like our mother.
When my brother and I were teenagers we made a deal that he would stop calling me “Piglet” if I would stop commenting on how much he was turning into our father.
OT, but funny:
My friend’s mother used to make ham for special occasions. So naturally when my friend and her sisters had families of their own, they made ham for special occasions too. One day my friend’s sister was getting the ham ready. The last thing she did before she put it in the pan was carefully cut a piece off of the end. Her daughter said “Why do you do that?” She honestly didn’t know. She just knew that her mother did it. So she called her sister…did she cut the end off the ham? As a matter of fact she did. Did she know why? Actually, no. So they called their mother and asked her why she cut the end off the ham. Her answer? “Because the pan was too small to fit the whole thing!”
A perfect example of how we become like our parents and don’t know how or why.
Same here, but because depression and panic and anxiety runs in the family and I just can’t see my potential kid having to go through that crap.
In my case I have sought help for my depression and other issues while my mom never has and has only recently not been suicidal. My father continues to be uptight and OCD and everything else that I am working on changing in myself.
Mom and I look alike in some respects but in a role reversla she has the long gray hair and I have the short gray hair. 
You read my mind! However, you read it faster than me, and beat me to the punch.
yes, trublmkr was the first one to state her (his?) misgivings. And I added mine to those. And? I don’t get why the snark here.
I have not heard that guys become like their dads-me not being a guy and all. It may not be misogynistic, but I think that guys turning into their dads is as creepy and trite and broad brush as saying women turn into their mothers.
It’s not an agonzing thing for most, but then, it’s also not true for most.