Daniel and I had a fabbbulous date night. We saw The Help (it was superb) and I cried. I cried before the movie even began. Let me tell you why.
It began with this trailer for the Odd Life of Timothy Green. The movie is about an infertile couple who writes down all of their hopes and dreams for a child and buries it in their yard..through Disney magic a kid comes up covered in dirt calling Jennifer Garner, mom. Does the movie look good? Not really, but the trailer did make me bawl. I was touched as I watched the yearning couple write down their wishes for a child they thought would never be.
I have to tell you that as an 'Infertile Myrtle' I had grown to be wary of the movie theatre. There is nothing worse than trying to take a breath of fresh air by having a semi-romantic date night at the movies, and then being slapped in the face with sorrow on the big screen. I was a very bad date for a very long time. Honestly, we stopped going to the movies all-together.
Although I loved The Help, The movie might be difficult for someone who is struggling to conceive. There is a pervasive theme of disinterested and detached mothers, and it contained a poignant story of a woman struggling with sequential miscarriages as well as a semi-graphic miscarriage scene. This made me think of all the other movies that I saw, and bummed me out while trying to conceive.
Let's outline the worst movies to see as someone struggling to conceive:
Julie and Julia- Julia can't have children, but discovers her sister is pregnant. This is SUPER fun see when this exact situation is currently in full-swing in your life.
Up- Even the cute little animated couple can't have children and return from the hospital to an empty nursery.Thanks a lot Pixar.
Ice-Age3- The stupid mammoths are pregnant, and their friend, Sid is jealous of them. Awesome.
Tonight when I saw the little preview and then the movie itself, it made me reflect back on the deep longing to have a family, so I cried. Then, I realized that this was first time my entire night wasn't ruined by yet another movie reference to infertility, so I cried even more. First I was crying sad tears, then I was crying happy tears! Daniel was confused, but he held my hand.
Tears of victory. Tears of thankfulness. Hallelujah.
Lots of love,