The older I become, the more I fear I am turning into my Mum after all.
You must remember telling yourself after your Mum complained about something, or told you off for doing something you felt wasn’t a big deal, or embarrassing you in front of your friends, for example, that when you were older you were never going to behave like that? Yep I did the same.
Well, recently I find myself thinking or saying things about the younger generation, in particular, that I can just envisage being the type of things my Mum would have said to me when I was a youngster. Comments that probably used to make me cringe and think “muuuum shuuut up!” in my head, of course, for I would never dare say it to her face!
Obviously back when I was a child the subject matters would have been slightly different to what I find irritating now, but the principles are the same.
Here are some examples of me sounding more and more like my Mum:
* Teenage boys who wear those skinny jeans that just don’t fit properly
I mean they can’t otherwise they would fit over their bottoms. I don’t want to see tomorrows dirty washing being paraded in front of my face, thanks very much! I just want to say, “pull your trousers up!”
* School children who even in the middle of winter or on a wet day don’t wear a coat!!
Do they not feel the cold or the rain? Brrrr! I don’t know how they can stand the cold in just their school trousers and polo shirt, set sleeved I hasten to add, and why have they been allowed to leave the house without a coat or jumper??
* Teenagers drinking energy drinks!
Why do they need energy ? They are teenagers they should be in abundance of energy and get up and go! If they are that tired then clearly they need to get more sleep! They don’t even know what real tiredness is – try surviving on 1 -2 hours sleep a night for several weeks, now that is tiredness! And I didn’t drink energy drinks to get me through the days. Its not good for them all that caffeine and sugar in those drinks and I think maybe their should be an age limit on them.
* Youngsters who swear out loud on the streets or in shops/cafes etc… Or, as I discovered last weekend, in the swimming pool!
Why kids feels the need to say the ‘f word’ in front of anyone let alone toddlers I find hard to comprehend. The ‘colourful’ (yes, I did just use the word colourful!) language they exchange with one another is unbelievable quite frankly, and it always makes me wonder if they are allowed to speak like that a home or if their parents mind? Or is it all bravado and they speak better when at home! I want to ask them to stop but I know all I will get is a load of swear words in return! It just sounds so awful, in my opinion.
* Kids hanging around on street corners or outside kebab houses in the evenings.
Don’t they have anywhere better to hang out? They huddle together taking up all the width of the pavement, and if you want to pass them you have to set out into the road because they won’t move out of the way. And you don’t want to say “excuse me” and hope they will move to let you pass on the pavement because a group of 10-12 teenagers can be a little intimidating when it’s dark. Makes me smile when I think that they would rather stand out in the cold or wet with their mates laughing and swearing (sometimes drinking and smoking) rather than be at home in the dry and warm with their families!
I am sure there are more, but these are the ones which spring to mind most often.
I suppose my only saving grace is that my boys are too young at the moment to be embarrassed by my observations!!
Are you becoming more like your Mum too as you get older, maybe more so since you have become one yourself? I am hoping it is not just me!
Since posting this I have decided to join in with the Brit Mums NaBloPoMo challenge – that is to write a post every day for the whole of November. I will try to write some proper heart felt posts as well as my photo linky, recipe or review posts BUT if I am having trouble then I may resort to one of those posts as my NaBloPoMo post for a certain day. So this Sounding Like My Mum post is my first – only 29 more to go – wish me luck!
DAY 1
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Oooo I hate swearing. I mean I was never really bad with swear words as a kid or as a pre-baby adult but I admit there was the odd time I did say the F word or the S word. I hate the C word. I really hate hearing kids (or adults) say it especially around my children. Unfortunately that will be the way my kids learn those horrible words…unless I stub my toe!
Oh you is so not cool innit.
Da place t’be naadays is at da kebab ‘ouse wiv our Red Bulls man.
Only geeks wear coats in da cold too bruv. A coat jus gets in da way innit & d rarva spend ma mums money on energy drinks n kebabs dan a stoopid winter coat.
Besides, the kebab ‘ouse is normally quite warm neways so we dunt need no coats.
And da pants you see when my skinnies are hanging low aint tomorrows washin coz I is gonna b too lazy to even change ma pants so will keep dem on a few more days.
Ah now, I swear like a trooper. Comes from having two older brothers, going to an all-girls school and going out with the lads rather than the girls. However, never in front of The Boy or anyone else’s children.
Yay! am really pleased your joining in – we are both 2 down now…. gosh now what?? Look forward to popping back over the month and catching up with you XX
I know exactly what you mean. You wouldn’t believe how much I moaned about my dad being to strict and overly anxious but since having Amy, I can understand why he was the way he was. You just want the best for your child and I always catch myself criticizing things I was completely fine with about a year ago…
Oh i’m my mum the 2nd i’m sure. I hear myself saying things then think… thats my mum
Hahaha, so very true, I am always pulling up the teenagers outside a shop when the primary school children are walking in and out of it, there is just no need for the language x
Hang I a minuet. You entered this into my linky but I didnt comment. Sorry sorry sorry. Shocking behaviour and very inhospitable of me. I know there was a post I commented on and then the comment didn’t work for some reason but thought I’d gone back and added another.
Adding two comments now to make up for it!
I hear my mum quite often when I open my mouth, especially when I’m playing and singing with the girls. I guess it’s inevitable. Anyway all the things which annoy you ar annoying whether they’d upset your mum too or not. I particularly hate the not wearing a coat thing when you see the child without a coat but the mother s all wrapped up warm. I know it’s hard getting them to wear coats but parents are supposed to know better.
Anyway I’m sure your mum is fab!
Sadly I think I am pretty much a clone of my Mum. My girls keeping teling me at the moment that when they are Mummies they will not be bossy liek me and their kids can buy what they like! So no fear of them turning out like me…. or is there? lmao
Mich x