It was a long time ago that I knew the outline of this film, but as a mother of two children, I can't remember the last time I walked into the movie theater. By chance, I finally had the time to watch this film in detail.
Let me talk about this opportunity first. I would like to thank my husband who needs to be on duty on weekends for putting me in a situation of "being alone and unable to take the two children out", and the two children of the age group of three years and above who can go to heaven at home with infinite energy, my in-laws simply Tow her two away, it's better to take them outdoors than at home. Usually when I encounter such a situation, I will immediately put on my sports clothes, spend the rare half-day in the gym, sweat a few calories in the gym, and beat myself up: a positive psychological suggestion of loving sports and life. It was the afternoon that my unit was going to build a team building outdoors, so I felt that I could just take the opportunity to run on the beach in the afternoon to save more time, so I went to the living room and turned on the TV. (It happened last weekend, I have time to write my thoughts tonight)
Because I rarely watch TV, I don't even know which one of the boxes in the TV cabinet to open - I finally figured out the correct set-top box and the correct remote control. watched this film. Open.
Of course it got hit. That fat, bloated, slovenly mother; full of helplessness when dealing with a child with a serious sense of order and obsessive-compulsive disorder; the exhaustion of waking up N times at night to take care of the baby; The radiance and the feelings that seem to be separated from the world; facing the husband who only plays games at home, but doesn't know what to say; has been driven mad by the children, but still tires and smiles and says "children are the gift of God" never abandon; 30 years old After is like a garbage truck at 5 in the morning. . . These are all mine! I know that by comparison, I am already too happy: before the child turned three, not only did the family hire a live-in nanny, but also my in-laws helped take care of the child full-time. After the age of three, the two began to send to kindergarten together. Although they no longer hired a nanny, their in-laws were responsible for picking up and cooking and household chores. . But even so, I can only cycle through the three things of work, raising my baby and occasionally taking time to exercise, lingering on and having no self at all.
I used to be considered half a petty bourgeois pseudo-literary youth. In my third year of high school, I kept the frequency of at least two movies per week, but now I rarely have the opportunity to calm down and accept a new movie. Occasionally a little time would rather look back on some old movies that I like to be familiar with. If I have the opportunity to talk to myself many years ago like the heroine, I will feel sad when I think of this scene.
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