see this movie

There's not much else I can say.

Amazing.

relating to march of the penguins

Steven and I saw March of the Penguins in the theatre over the summer but until now I didn't feel up to sharing my viewing experience. I should preface this with the assertion that I loved the movie. It was beautiful and all the stuff they say in the reviews. However, I don't do well with realistic war movies or uncensored animal documentaries. I am very tenderhearted and I cry easily.

I should have known the movie was going to be a problem but honestly the reviews I read said the "scariest moment" was when a seal chases a penguin. I thought "I'll just close my eyes during that part." They lied, that was not the only difficult part. It was nothing compared to the scenes where the babies froze to death or the eggs cracked. I bawled in the movie theatre. And those who know me can attest that this means I didn't do the dainty, little, sniffle, tear thing but rather the full body heaving, throat swollen shut, blinded by tears thing.

I found myself relating to the struggle of those penguins to become parents I saw myself in their trials and attempts to start a family. I think only those who have dealt with infertility would truly understand this, but, I would gladly do anything those penguins did if it meant I could become a mother. Before deciding to stop fertility treatments and pursue adoption I was poked, prodded, injected, examined and tortured. I felt a connection to those penguins and their desire to become parents above all else.

The moment in the movie that I thought I would never recover from was when the mother penguin discovered her baby penguin froze to death and she tried to steal another penguin's baby. Hear I go again. I'm hysterically crying again just thinking about it. There was something in that I just can't bear. It's impossible to fully explain. In my mind I relate her horror at discovering this baby she has worked so hard for and wanted so badly is dead to my discovering that the baby I've worked so hard for and wanted so badly can't come from my body. Then the next step my brain took was for me to question if by adopting I will be "stealing" somebody else's baby. In my brain I know all the reasons that's not true but in my head I connected myself to those penguins.

Great movie but I will never be able to watch it again. I can barely see the commercials without tearing up.