I went in to the movie with lower expectations because Jennifer was in it. I'm not a huge fan of her movies...but I certainly love her.
It's about a girl (Jennifer) who get pregnant via artificial insem because she's getting older and wants a child. Only the sperm she gets isn't from the donor she was expecting. Thus the title.
It's a cute movie and the little boy (her son) in it is DAR-LING ! DARLING ! I would watch it again just for him. So cute.
Ok, back to my point. There is a part in the movie where the bio dad (he's the only one that knows at this point) is putting the little boy to bed. The boy collects frames and doesn't change the pictures to his own, leaving the model families in them. He starts telling his friend/dad about the people in the frames. One is his dad. Grandpa on his dad's side. An uncle from his DAD'S side. A picture of him and his DAD !!!
You get where I'm going with this.
There is this whole sad and empty boy without a dad part in the movie. Which in the movie is PERFECT because LOOK. you actually HAVE a dad. in the flesh. right here. the only guy you like. WONDERFUL. queue happy feel good music....aaaaand bring up the credits.
It left me feeling terrible inside. I haven't stopped thinking about it.
My kids are going to be just like those donor kids on Oprah. Always empty. Always searching the crowd and picture frames for their dad. For the other link. They'll never feel whole or complete.
Kids who have loser dads who aren't in their lives will know who their dads are and can be grateful that they aren't in their lives.
My kids will never know.
It worries me when I think about it. About the right things to teach them...the right way to present it to them so that they can grow up confident with who they are and where they came from. That they'd be ok with it. It's something that I've thought about since before conceiving them. Convincing myself that they would be ok. That love was all they needed. That sociaties ideas about "the perfect family" would roll right off their backs. My kids are lucky. They have 2 parents that love them and wanted them and will probably still be paying for their creation too :)
I figured that my kids would make believe.....create through their imaginations their own little fairytale dad and how one day they would find him and he'd be rich and famous and love them with all of his heart.
Hell....I had a family and STILL had these fairytales about how I was adopted and another family was out there ready to take me away and love me unconditionally. I'm still waiting. :)
The sad little depressed boy in the movie who didn't want to put his own pictures in frames has me all fucked up.
The movie was good though. For a Jennifer Aniston movie I guess. I recommend watching it.
Sydney has been screaming bloody murder and yelling "no, no, no, no" and "don't, it hurts" and calling out for us "mama, mama" since about 9:30 pm. It's now midnight. It's been quiet for at least 10 minutes, finally....I think I'll post this....as it's now midnight and Monday.
Yes, do the math....she's been terroring for 2 1/2 hours now. GAWD I wish these would end.
I'm pretty sure....that if she had a dad.....we wouldn't be dealing with these.
It's probably because she's missing a part of herself. (sigh) just so you know, I could probably talk myself in to that shit.
Not tonight though. I'm tired.
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