So I found myself watching an episode of The Young and the Restless and crying. One of the characters had died (not even one I really liked all that much), but I am sitting there crying at the memorial. What has happened to me???? Yes, I have watched the Y&R since I was little. I can tell you about all of the character's sordid family trees and how many times they have died and came back to life. But it is not just soap operas I find myself crying at. It can be a commercial, a news story, a TV drama, a book, a song, etc.
I can only come to one conclusion. Mommyhood has made me sappy.
I was never one of those girls who cried all the time about things. (Not to say that I didn't have swollen eyes for about 2 days after watching Stepmom or Steel Magnolias.) I just didn't cry all that much, especially about everyday things. However, something shifted in my hormones (or my heart) when I had my children. I find myself tearing up even when I talk about my boys. Even if I am telling a funny story about them. Or something cute they did. It can be downright embarrassing!
So call me hormonal, sappy, emotional, or unbalanced. :) I like the softer side. I think it helps keep me connected to what is really important (and that includes waterproof mascara). And just think, in no time at all, holiday commercials will start airing...
BTW, have you seen that AT&T commercial where the little girl is looking for her lost dog?? The young man takes a picture of the lost poster and sends it to everyone he knows. Eventually the dog is found and reunited with the little girl. Gets me everytime!!
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2 hours ago
You know, Kylee, I don't think it's necessarily motherhood but just maturity. I cry at some of the most ridiculous things because I realize that life is just a vapor and I want to cherish the moment I'm in. How about the OREO commercial with the kid that is eating his cookies with his dad via the computer? That one gets me...and I don't have kids!
ReplyDeleteThe AT&T got me the other day and Jonathan thought I was either a. crazy or b. pregnant. I assured him it was a :)
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